Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

King Nathan closed his eyes, the chill in his heart growing stronger as he hung upside down.

"Besides gaining the power bestowed by the divine tree, becoming king also means inheriting a will—the will that the divine tree and all the kings of the divine kingdoms have maintained for thousands of years. This will will drive you to carry on the divine kingdoms and the divine tree at all costs."

King Nathan glanced at him:
“I know what you’re thinking, and I know you have your pride. If you think you can defeat the divine tree and the will of the past kings, then give it a try. If you really win, then the divine kingdom will indeed be at your disposal.”

Hanging upside down, he stared coldly at her: "So that's how it is. You and Nathanwei are both puppets of this tree!"

King Nathan smiled dismissively: "Puppet? I don't think so. We just live this way, without feeling dominated at all."

The upside-down man snorted coldly: "Being controlled without even realizing it, this is the first time I've ever seen such a slave!"

"It seems you have a deep misunderstanding about this matter. No wonder, you people who came to the island have never experienced that kind of life. Let me tell you, since the founding of the Kingdom of God, any Nathan Guard can give up their mission and let someone else take over without being punished."

"The same goes for the king. If I hesitate even for a moment, I can end the divine kingdom without having to undergo the ritual of testing life and death."

King Nathan radiated an aura of enlightenment: "However, the fact that no one has ever backed down in the face of a great will that has lasted for thousands of years has indeed influenced us. But we are not without a choice; we have the ability to refuse and give up at any time!"

"But nobody, we didn't feel any unhappiness or misfortune. You don't understand! When a person has an incredibly clear path in life, when a person knows what they want most, when a person knows why they exist, how happy that is!"

King Nathan's face was filled with ecstasy.

Suddenly, the person hanging upside down stepped forward and grabbed her collar:

"Little girl, you've been brainwashed, severely brainwashed since birth!"

King Nathan glanced at him indifferently: "Upside Down, do you have the right to choose not to use English as your native language?"

He shuddered as he hung upside down and released her.

King Nathan calmly straightened his disheveled clothes: "I have no power to force you, and I don't know what you really want."

"I just want you to fight for Nathan, if you think it's still worth staying here."

……

Somewhere on Nathan Island.

After finishing a game of chess, Wang Guoping and the fat man named Seventeen sat facing each other on a rock.

The sound of scattered footsteps rang out, and a group of people emerged from the dense forest.

Wang Guoping smiled inwardly. They'd finally arrived. He stood up, feigning ignorance: "Seventeen, who are these people?"

The fat man smiled with his eyes closed, yet a concentrated killing intent emanated from his body.

"It's been a long time since my place has been this lively."

Among the group, a gray-haired young man stepped forward and said, "We've come to pick you up, Master Ruan Feng."

Ruan Feng suddenly stood up, and the young man's body shone with the light of a protective magic artifact.

"Huh? The defenses triggered automatically, even though we weren't attacked..."

Ruan Feng, his fat jiggling, strode over: "I'm getting old, and a little hard of hearing. Young man, I didn't hear that name clearly just now. Could you say it again?"

The young man was completely oblivious: "Master Ruan Feng, one of the thirty-six sworn brothers back then, what, aren't you one?"

Nguyen Phuong opened his mouth wide, and the two passed each other.

A large chunk was bitten off the youth's neck, along with the glow of his protective magic artifact, and slammed heavily to the ground.

Wang Guoping, standing behind him, looked utterly shocked upon hearing Ruan Feng's true identity.

"Seventeen, you actually..."

"Old Wang, go, the farther the better, I'll come find you."

Wang Guoping turned and ran.

Ruan Feng stared at the group of people in front of him.

"Wu Zi is finished."

"It's really over. At least I had some protective magic artifact with me."

"It's completely useless; it's the same as not bringing anything when facing a master."

"He's not even in the same league as a master."

A bald man wearing a mandarin jacket underneath appeared to be the leader of the group: "Of course, this man is not only one of the thirty-six people, but also one of the eight who have mastered the extraordinary skill. Our master is just a little kid in front of him."

They strode in as well, while the others quickened their pace.

"There's nothing we can do. Even if we know we're not qualified, if Senior Ruan Feng refuses to leave, we have no choice but to resort to violence against him."

Nguyen Phong had been observing them.

Every move these people make exudes an evil aura.

The person he had just bitten to death was clearly their companion, yet they showed no anger or remorse whatsoever.

Like a carefully trained puppet, it shows no trace of human life.

Ruan Feng got angry when the other party kept saying he wanted to take him down, and he grinned maliciously.

"Looks like you're tired of living."

A brutal aura pressed down, carrying the true power of cannibalism!
Ruan Feng, thanks to the Six Treasures Immortal Thief, had a long lifespan. In his long life, he was unable to suppress his desire to eat people.

Such a brutal aura would likely have made a cowardly person kneel down on the spot.

Like a snake seeing an eagle, or a mouse seeing a cat, he possesses the Six Treasures of the Immortal Thief and has eaten people, making him arguably the natural enemy of the human species.

However, the bald man was completely unaffected, which surprised Ruan Feng as he watched the bald man walk straight up to him.

"Senior Ruan Feng, I am Tao Shan Gong."

Ruan Feng frowned slightly. He had witnessed the brutal aura of a man, yet the other party showed no reaction whatsoever, which made him feel increasingly strange.

"Who sent you?"

“You’ll understand once you come back with us.”

Ruan Feng said indifferently, "Never mind, it's not important. The people I want to see won't play games with me."

Suddenly, he launched an attack, slapping Tao Shan Gong's bald head hard with a palm the size of a palm fan.

With his current physical condition, he could crush even a rock into powder!
Tao Shangong was instantly enveloped in a green protective light, but it was broken by Ruan Feng after only a second.

But that was enough. He stepped back and grabbed Ruan Feng's wrist as he attacked.

The immense force surged forth, and Tao Shan Gong was forced to retreat.

Ruan Feng glanced at the red dot that had appeared on his forearm, then casually flicked his wrist, dissipating the remaining force.

"Ruyi Jin? You're not surnamed Lü."

Tao Shangong, slightly out of breath, said, "It's the Tongbi Vajra. Just now, it was trying to destroy your muscles from the inside, but it just threw you out. Amazing!"

Ruan Feng glanced at him: "I know all the masters of Tongbei. You are better than them!"

Tao Shan Gong remained calm: "Not to boast, but even your master back then might not have been able to withstand that attack."

Others gathered around.

"Without experiencing a complete transformation, we are not qualified to show off in front of you."

Ruan Feng looked around at everyone: "If you're not bragging, then fine. But these guys are all as still as mountains. You guys are something else. You're going to be quite a sight."

Tao Shan Gong glanced at his palm; there was a burn mark on it. He had only touched it once, yet it had left such a mark.

"Senior Ruan Feng's methods can devour all organic matter. Protective magic artifacts can only block him for a short time. Everyone, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Feng seemed to vanish, and a large foot flew up and stomped down.

Tao Shangong dared not block him and retreated continuously. Suddenly, a loud bang was heard and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

As everyone retreated, a man in a hoodie chuckled and said, "Some people say that among the thirty-six people, you and Senior Duanmu are the least likely to fight. That's a lie, isn't it?"

Ruan Feng's eyes flashed with cold light: "Who said that! I'm actually quite curious, who is your master!" The hooded man swung out a rope with a metallic sheen: "You'll understand."

As the rope came at him, Nguyen Phong's face darkened.

"Another magical weapon. Is your master's surname Ma?"

This group of people has far too many magical artifacts, and each one is a high-grade item.

The rope bound Ruan Feng, but the hooded man grabbed the other end, his heart leaping with joy: 'He's bound! This isn't an ordinary magical artifact; it's the Immortal-Binding Rope! Not only can it subdue a person, but it can also seal their Qi!'

The joy was fleeting; Ruan Feng suddenly exerted his strength.

The Six Treasures Immortal Thief, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, doesn't have many fancy effects.

It can devour and digest all organic matter in order to create a body that is almost terrifying.

This body has two main benefits: longevity and increasing vital energy.

Nearly sixty years had passed since the end of the Jia Shen Rebellion, and Ruan Feng had acquired the Eight Extraordinary Skills. After sixty years of cultivation, his power was probably unparalleled in the world.

The hooded man was immediately pulled over by him, and it looked like he was about to be hugged by Ruan Feng.

A cold and menacing black aura suddenly pierced through, resolving the hooded man's crisis.

Ruan Feng sneered: "Hmph! If I didn't know Twenty-Two, I would really be scared by your kung fu."

It opened its mouth wide, bit off the black energy, and swallowed it.

"No matter how fierce it is, it's just Yin energy, we can swallow it!"

The jacket-clad man, who was releasing Yin energy, said calmly, "The difference is too great, even though I was prepared before coming."

He glanced at the man in the hat with five hearts facing upwards beside him and said, "If you can't find any flaws in the senior's defenses either, then we might as well all die here together."

They were talking about a matter of life and death, yet they acted as if it were none of their business.

That was not a feigned calmness, but a genuine disregard for life and death.

In the face of life and death, nothing is of great importance, which shows how difficult it is to be at peace with life and death.

The group that besieged Ruan Feng all shared a similar awareness, which was truly extraordinary.

A gentle light suddenly shone from the hat-wearing man's forehead, accompanied by a faint chant: "Namo Mara Deva..."

Namo is a transliteration, pronounced as 'Namo', which means to take refuge in.

Namo Amitabha Buddha means taking refuge in Amitabha Buddha.

Where there is Buddha, there is also demon; all sentient beings can become Buddhas, and all sentient beings can become demons.

Moro, the king of demons, is the demon among demons.

When the Buddha attained enlightenment under the golden Bodhi tree, he was obstructed by a great magic, but was subdued by the World Honored One's great wisdom and great power.

……

In the distant dense forest, two pairs of eyes were fixed on the scene.

"I was specifically told to just keep an eye on this fat guy, hmph!"

"Even if you asked me to intervene in this fight now, I wouldn't."

"This place isn't big, but heaven knows how many monsters with nowhere else to go are hiding here!"

……

The man in the hat chanted the Emperor's Mantra, which at first sounded like a mosquito's buzz, then like a whisper, and in the blink of an eye, it felt as if countless ants were crawling in his heart.

The so-called inverted dreams and scattered thoughts.

Within this curse, even the greatest power that reaches the heavens and the earth cannot exert even a fraction of its strength.

The man in the hat was certainly not the Emperor Moro.

even so.

This also made Nguyen Phuong extremely agitated.

"You little brats, why are you all hiding? Attack!"

No one answered. He turned and stared intently at the man in the hat: "Can your incessant chatter kill me? You annoying thing!"

He lunged forward, but a jolt went through him; the tune sounded very familiar.

He turned around uncontrollably, as if he saw a dashing and carefree figure. Ruan Feng's heart trembled: 'Fourth Brother!'

When they swore brotherhood, Wugensheng recited this incantation, called the "Heavenly Mantra of Transformation," which is extremely bewitching.

If I remember correctly, only Wugensheng was able to remain calm at that time; everyone else was lost in the spell!

Thoughts raced like lightning, perhaps just an illusion, until intense pain struck.

In the blink of an eye, the person who pounced on him was not Wugensheng at all; a sharp thorn mercilessly pierced his nipple.

Ruan Feng gritted his teeth; his injuries were nothing more than this.

The Six Treasures Immortal Thief allows him to deprive his surroundings of life force at any time to heal himself.

But the surging demonic thoughts in his heart made him sweat profusely.

What he found most unbelievable was that this Heavenly Curse did not discriminate between friend and foe; while he was in complete disarray, the others were unaffected.

"Why are you all alright? Who are you people?!"

The bald man, Tao Shan Gong, slowly walked out: "Master Ruan Feng, we were all once lost, confused, helpless, and weak wretches. But now, we have all been reborn!"

Tao Shangong's eyes shone with a deep blue light that seemed to see through people's souls: "From this moment until the future, no matter what we face, we will not waver in the slightest!"

"Is it?"

Ruan Feng was panting heavily, his sweat evaporating into white mist, as he hugged the person who had stabbed him.

"leg!"

"It's digestive juice!"

A thick white mist rose, and when it receded, it left behind a skeleton.

Tao Shangong watched as his peers were completely absorbed by Ruan Fengsheng, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow: "The master escaped."

……

Nguyen Phuong sat under the tree.

No one chanted the incantation, yet the ants inside the head remained.

This curse is extremely strange, and it's impossible to get rid of its influence in a short time.

He had to suppress his thoughts while fighting, so he could only unleash less than 30% of his full strength.

He glanced at the wound on his abdomen but made no attempt to treat it.

Pain can actually help block out the demonic voices in your mind.

"What exactly are these people...?"

He suddenly stood up and caught up with us again!

He mustered his courage and fled through the forest. As the owner of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief, he was least afraid of a war of attrition!

Suddenly, Ruan Feng stopped abruptly and looked in a certain direction: "Didn't I tell you to hide? Don't get involved in my affairs, are you tired of living!"

"Seventeen, how can I abandon you?"

Wang Guoping emerged from the woods, his eyes also gleaming with a similar blue light.

Ruan Feng's heart sank. He heard, "Becoming your friend and finding your weakness is my only purpose in coming to this island..." (End of Chapter)