Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 644 Harvesting Gold

In the center of the battlefield, Lockman and Bussus had already clashed directly.

With a wave of his hand, Lockman caused a vast expanse of ice to freeze, the absolute zero cold air freezing the heavens and the earth, and countless ice shards pierced towards Buss like giant spears.

He felt a sense of helplessness, but since he had already made his move, he no longer hesitated, knowing full well what was going on.

Xu Yunfan's strength far exceeded his expectations. When they first met, he lifted him up with one hand and asked him if he wanted to live or die.

Heaven have mercy, who wants to die?
If he hadn't recognized the other party as an extraterrestrial demon, Xu Yunfan's strength would have even led him to believe that the other party was an ancient god who had awakened from some remote corner of the world.

The fact that the other party is willing to hide and lie dormant as a mid-level god means they must be plotting something big.

But he had no choice but to do so in order to survive.

At this moment, Bussus transformed into an invisible gale, weaving through the cracks in the ice shards, and with a wave of his hand, a hurricane tornado to rip the earth apart, shredding the frozen frost inch by inch.

Each collision triggered extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth. Fragments of ice crystals and wind blades fell like a world-ending rain, causing several surrounding mountain ranges to tremble incessantly.

The battle between the two high-ranking gods is a confrontation at the level of divine authority and laws bestowed by the Heavenly Dao. It is a crushing of the power of the divine kingdoms and a standoff between incense offerings and vows. Ordinary mid-ranking gods who get close may be instantly severely injured or even annihilated by the aftershocks.

The battlefield below was even more brutal.

The two high-ranking gods, ice giants and wind elemental spirits, were locked in a fierce battle, with ice spikes and wind blades flying everywhere.

The barbarian warriors fought fiercely, blessed by the gods they worshipped. Frost froze their flesh, and gales tore their limbs apart.

The middle and lower-ranking gods belonging to the two systems also fought each other, either by clashing divine power or by clashing authority.

The Ice Wolf God, Lokan, was among them. The dent in its chest had been mostly healed by the wind god power bestowed upon it by Busus. It was fiercely pouncing on a mid-level winter god who was controlling a giant frost serpent. Its icy claws and serpent fangs tore at the ground, bringing up a shower of ice shards and blood, revealing its ferocious nature.

As for Xu Yunfan, with Lockman providing cover, he didn't show himself. Instead, he hid in the shadows like a ghost, silently approaching the battle group where Luo Kan was, concealed by the Triple Causal Secret Technique and the Star Spirit Banner.

With multiple secret methods to conceal his tracks, Xu Yunfan naturally wanted to achieve the greatest results with the least effort.

Xu Yunfan fixed his gaze on Luo Kan, his eyes indifferent.

He patiently waited for his opportunity.

At this moment, Zhang Ziyang, who was hiding at the edge of the battlefield, was constantly receiving information from the divine sparks he had discovered.

He accurately predicted the brief respite after each burst of divine power from Luokan.

An opportunity had presented itself, and Xu Yunfan's eyes flashed.

Luo Kan had just torn apart the Frost Serpent's domain with a fierce ice blast, forcing the mid-level god back several steps. Inevitably, a slight, imperceptible stagnation appeared in the flow of his own divine power.

In that one ten-thousandth of a moment when the old force had just passed and the new force had not yet arisen.

Xu Yunfan's figure appeared unexpectedly above and to the side of Luokan's huge wolf head.

The disguise was removed, and the three-zhang-tall golden body of martial arts suddenly appeared, accompanied by thunderous sounds.

The leader glared angrily, his six arms outstretched, and the terrifying suppressive power of the Northern Purple Star Suppressing Qi crashed down like an invisible mountain accompanied by thunder.

Up until now, he has been using the Divine Firmament Thunder Technique with caution, as it is quite different from the Heavenly Dao of this world. If he is discovered to have used it too much, the consequences would be quite severe.

Although Yuan Shizong had a fairly sophisticated set of coping strategies, it was probably best not to be discovered.

Using the authority of the Thunder God to amplify power is the best approach.

"Roar?!"

Luo Kan's icy blue vertical pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints, overwhelmed by boundless fear and despair.

This power!

It's that golden-armored monster, Tatus is a fake!
It wanted to roar, to remind its superior god Bustus. But an invisible force of suppression locked its divine body, its divine power, and even its divine soul.

Not even a single thought could be formed.

It could only watch helplessly as the hand, entwined with purple-gold lightning patterns, carrying a terrifying aura that seemed to pierce through everything, pressed precisely onto the upper edge of its wolf muzzle, which was slightly open in shock, right between its brows.

The Cave of Darkness and the Celestial Erosion Record.

The God of Photography.

A faint light flashed at Xu Yunfan's fingertips.

Countless causal-distorting celestial talismans instantly pierced into Luokan's brow, ignoring his tough fur and skull, and went straight for the core of his divine nature.

At the same time, the Star Spirit Banner in his sleeve shone brightly, its surface unfolding into a black hole that devoured everything.

"Crack!"

A dull cracking sound rang out.

Luo Kan's massive body suddenly stiffened, and his icy blue vertical pupils instantly lost all their luster, becoming empty and gray.

The storm mark on its brow, representing the subordinate contract of the Gale God system, suddenly dimmed and collapsed.

The divine essence, interwoven with ice blue and cyan, symbolizing the authority of the Icefield Wolf God, was forcibly stripped from its divine soul origin by the Heaven-Eating Talisman.

The next instant, the eerie light of the Star Spirit Banner swept over Lokan's body like a tidal wave.

Without the support of its divine essence, the Wolf God's body crumbled inch by inch like a weathered sand sculpture, turning into countless ice crystals and ashes. Along with the remnant soul that had been separated and was still struggling, it was swallowed up by the Star Spirit Banner.

On the banner, a star with the outline of an ice wolf suddenly lit up and then merged into the trajectory of the stars in the sky.

The entire process was as fast as lightning, and under the cover of the chaotic energy torrents and blinding light of the battlefield, almost no one noticed it.

'Successfully refined the remnant soul of the mid-level deity Luokan into a banner spirit; the Star Spirit Banner's essence has been enhanced; Zhou Tian Star Array (46/365)'

Xu Yunfan quickly glanced at the information prompts that popped up in his field of vision.

It seems that the Star Spirit Banner has been well-trained these past few days. Having become accustomed to the power of incense and the characteristics of capturing weak gods, it is now quite adept at the process of devouring and educating.

However, the extraordinary phenomenon of the fall of a god in the present world cannot be completely concealed.

"Ouch!"

A phantom howl filled with endless sorrow, anger, and terror echoed from the heavens and earth, resounding in the hearts of every god belonging to the Gale God System and even some of the Winter God System.

The many gods belonging to the God of Gale were affected by the disappearance of the Ice Wolf God, Lokan, from the system node.

That was the final wail transmitted through the pantheon of the world of Attila when Lokan's divinity crumbled and his soul was completely erased.

This signifies the complete and permanent demise of a powerful mid-level god.

The entire noisy and chaotic battlefield seemed to freeze for a fleeting moment.

Whether it was the wind elemental spirits battling the frost giants, the winter knights charging in ice crystal chariots, or the mid-level and lower-level gods locked in combat, their movements paused for a moment.

In the hearts of all the gods, they clearly heard the mournful cry that signified the fall of a god, and felt the mark of annihilation originating from the level of the law and authority.

The authority of the wolf god Luokan has returned to heaven and earth.

Just as Bussus was conjuring a hurricane-like spear that would tear the sky apart and thrust it at Lockman, he sensed the complete disappearance of the Lokan Mark. His movements suddenly froze, and for the first time, a look of utter horror appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)