I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 665 665: Seven Steps to Suppress the Divine Corpse

"Outrageous!"

After a furious bellow echoed from the ocean depths, an enormous palm emerged from below, casually intercepting the pair of fearsome sword energies.

How could this be?

All those gathered there, even the assorted Saints, displayed faces full of astonishment at this sight.

The two sword beams from moments ago were strikes only a top-tier Great Saint in the Saint Realm could perform. But this Divine Corpse halted them so effortlessly. Were they truly able to endure until the Divine Kings showed up?

The Kunpeng Great Saint quickly inquired, "Old Kong, where's your Wendao Academy's Divine King? You didn't trick us with merely a Saint, did you?"

Dean Kong grinned. "Relax. That young fellow is likely just playing around with the Divine Corpse."

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The Kunpeng Great Saint stared at Dean Kong in confusion. He itched to remark that Wendao Academy's Divine King was acting far too cocky—confronting a peer yet resorting to such minor games.

The Saints of the other sacred sites sensed a strange sense of recognition from those two sword beams. Before long, the Slashing Saint Great Saint voiced his thought. "Old Kong, don't say your Wendao Academy's Divine King is the Qiankun Great Saint?"

"Spot on. Though these days, he's better known as Little Feng, the Divine King Qiankun."

Dean Kong declared with a wide grin, his lips refusing to settle even under an AK's force.

Every Saint there stiffened at the mention of that title. From what they recalled, Chu Feng had ascended to Saint status under a century prior. How on earth had he reached Divine King?

Should Chu Feng be the one showing up, it wouldn't pose much issue for them. After all, Chu Feng hailed originally from the Tianxuan Continent, and his kin resided at Wendao Academy. They had no grounds to bar a Divine King from dropping by his relatives.

Yet this Chu Feng lad's progress in cultivation was absurdly swift, wasn't it?

As the Saints mulled over this mystery, yet another growl arose from the profound Ice Abyss waters. "This Divine King has spotted you."

This bellow snapped Chu Yuzhi and Chu Yingjin out of their daze. The sword jade their dad had handed them earlier failed to activate. What in the world was happening?

In their hearts, their father stood as the supreme power across this realm.

Naturally, the most panicked among them were the pair of Demon Kings. As that massive hand lunged skyward, their pulses raced to their throats.

Chu Feng spotted the huge hand descending upon them. He leisurely unsheathed his divine blade and swung it at the appendage.

Clang!

This blade lacked any world-shaking force. No dharma image appeared. It was merely a plain slash striking the giant palm.

"Ahh!!!"

A piercing wail instantly erupted from the depths of the Ice Abyss sea.

"Deceitful! You're plainly a Divine King, but you feigned being a Great Saint!!!"

Chu Feng chuckled. "Fellow Daoist, as a Divine King yourself, you struck at my two daughters who haven't even entered the Nirvana Realm. Is that truly honorable and upright?"

His tone stayed mild, yet it echoed across the whole Ice Abyss. The myriad beings who'd been quaking in terror abruptly found a soothing calm washing over them from his words.

The assembly of Saints also directed their eyes toward the heavens where Chu Feng's companions hovered. Observing Chu Feng gripping his sword with a grin while gazing at the abyss, they at last verified that Chu Feng was truly a Divine King.

Regardless of how deeply Chu Feng had progressed along the Divine King path, his very status as one guaranteed the Divine Corpse lurking in the deep Ice Abyss couldn't cause any real disturbance today.

Undoubtedly, the duo most stunned were those two Demon Kings. They'd never dreamed the sire of those two ethereal maidens held such an awe-inspiring presence. What stroke of destiny had they chanced upon to meet with such fortune?

Within the profound Ice Abyss sea, the Divine Corpse refused to accept defeat so readily. Still, the pressure radiating from Chu Feng filled him with caution.

Nevertheless, as a Divine King, retreating now would invite mockery from the hundred races of the Ice Abyss henceforth. How could he persist in demanding tributes from them every century? He rumbled deeply. "Youngster, have you come to challenge this seat today?"

"It's a misunderstanding. I've arrived solely to avenge my two daughters. Should you offer them an apology, I'll overlook today's events entirely."

Having journeyed this far, Chu Feng wouldn't depart without showcasing the prowess of a Divine King—that simply wasn't his way. He delivered these lines with a teasing smirk.

"You dare to provoke this seat."

As the Divine Corpse uttered this, the previously serene ocean surface erupted into massive billows.

With a crash, a Divine Corpse several dozen zhang in height, boasting a humanoid torso and piscine head, rose atop the Ice Abyss. The instant he materialized, every lifeform yielded. Even Saints from the various holy lands felt an urge to prostrate and revere upon beholding this Divine Corpse.

Thankfully, their Dao hearts proved steadfast enough to resist kneeling.

All cultivators confronting the Divine Corpse, save for Chu Feng, stood frozen on the spot.

The crushing aura pouring from this Divine Corpse surpassed anything they'd encountered. Despite lacking any life force, he exuded the essence of a vital entity.

His vacant, ashen gaze projected unparalleled majesty. Merely by existing there, without actively projecting might or singling out foes, he embodied the sole deity of this domain.

Even without lifting a finger or extra gestures, he conveyed the power to seize the sun, moon, and stars with a simple reach.

"Intriguing."

Chu Feng regarded the Divine Corpse ahead and advanced a single pace. That basic stride, in observers' views, spanned endless eras and voids, placing him directly before the Divine Corpse.

With that one step, his presence transformed utterly. Moments before, he'd blended into the crowd's perception, but now he stood as an unrivaled Divine King towering amid the cosmos.

For an instant, all eyes locked on Chu Feng. The denizens of the Tianxuan Continent surely hoped he wouldn't falter. His defeat could spell doom for the entire continent.

"Hmph!"

The Divine Corpse issued a disdainful huff. The following moment, his divine domain unfurled, swallowing Chu Feng inside.

Chu Feng perceived the force from the divine domain. Smiling, he advanced once more. Following that stride, his personal divine domain extended, utterly dissolving the one that had ensnared him.

He pressed on without pause, taking yet another step. This occasion, his divine domain engulfed the Divine Corpse's entirely.

"No... impossible. How do you hold two divine cores?"

Detecting the shifts in the divine domain under Chu Feng's advance, the Divine Corpse involuntarily yelped in shock.

"Nothing's impossible."

Chu Feng replied thus and proceeded to the third step. That unassuming motion triggered myriad fissures across the Divine Corpse's form. Thick streams of dark vapor escaped his remains.

"Three... three divine cores. From which holy land do you hail, Divine King!"

This horrified shout from the Divine Corpse reached every cultivator's ears.

The Saints all felt a chill run through them. They'd anticipated a balanced clash between titans. The two Divine Kings could potentially ravage the Ice Abyss. Never did they foresee such a one-sided rout.

"A corpse has no right to learn this seat's identity."

Chu Feng advanced another pace. The Divine King's frame started disintegrating. The godly essence upon him swiftly waned.

He might have slain the foe with one blade swing, but chose not to. Rather, he employed this Divine King as training, exploring combat via domains. The sensation proved rather satisfying.

Upon the fifth step's descent, the Divine Corpse's structure fully shattered. A colossal cranium alone lingered suspended aloft.

At the sixth step, the Divine Corpse's skull met its end. A divine core glowing with aureate radiance materialized in the firmament. The Divine Corpse's final wisp of awareness clung to the divine core.

As the seventh step touched down, a colossal snap resounded from above. The divine core fragmented. The remnant awareness bound to it likewise disintegrated into nothingness.

Chu Feng flicked his wrist, drawing the nine shards of the divine core into his storage ring. Then he retracted the domain encircling his form.

The instant his domain receded, obscurity reclaimed the skies over the Ice Abyss. This boundless, icy gloom, at that juncture, seemed profoundly comforting to the Ice Abyss's inhabitants. They craved no light—they yearned only for this perpetual shadow.

With matters resolved, Chu Feng pivoted and rejoined his kin. Chu Yuzhi queried with bewilderment, "Father, why did the sword jade you provided fail before, but you subdued that malevolent entity with mere effortless strides?"

"Because Father has grown more powerful."

Chu Feng provided no further details.

"Yay!"

Chu Yuzhi cried out joyfully and embraced her sibling. To them, Father's triumph meant everything. Father remained the mightiest force in existence.

Chu Feng beamed. "Very well, let this event teach you two young ladies a lesson. From now on, avoid wandering off recklessly. Without Father's presence, you both would've met your doom here."

"We get it."

The two young girls murmured faintly in agreement. Recalling the recent peril, fear still gripped them.

Just then, a handful of silhouettes approached Chu Feng's company from the distant skyline...