Chapter 301

Even though Ye Feng was far from the battlefield, he could clearly see the massive figure ahead.

The creature's body was covered in radiant, diamond-shaped scales. Each scale was massive—over a square meter in size—with a central ridge that split into four sharp protrusions. Thick, solid, and brimming with a deadly edge, they gave off an overwhelming aura of power.

Behind it stretched enormous wings, and on its massive head grew rows of vicious spikes—from both the top and lower jaw. The spikes atop its head extended all the way down its spine to the tail.

Its tail was long and thick, ending in a cluster of brutal spikes, like a supersized spiked mace.

This was a terrifying dragon nearly a thousand feet in length. Its ruby-colored eyes gleamed with cruelty and raw violence.

Right now, that monstrous spiked tail was crashing down toward a godly figure wielding a trident, surrounded by seven glowing halos.

"Danger!"

Bibi Dong's urgent voice rang out.

In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a streak of purple-black light. As the spiked tail approached Shui Bing'er—the Sea God—Bibi Dong threw herself in front of the blow. The sheer impact deflected the deadly strike just enough. Shui Bing'er survived, unscathed.

"Sister!"

Shui Bing'er screamed in panic.

She was safe, but Bibi Dong had paid the price.

Using her body, Bibi Dong had taken the full brunt of the Golden Dragon King's spiked tail. Blood sprayed from her mouth as the force sent her flying backward.

"Mom!"

Qian Renxue couldn't hold back any longer. Tears welled in her eyes as she cried out, wings flaring wide as she soared toward Bibi Dong in a streak of golden light.

Suddenly—

A ripple shimmered in the space behind Bibi Dong. A figure emerged from the void, reaching out to catch her gently in his arms.

"Feng…"

Bibi Dong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Feng…"

Shui Bing'er froze, stunned.

"It's him!"

Qian Renxue's heart trembled.

"Brother!"

Ning Rongrong cried out, eyes brimming with tears.

One day in the God Realm equaled one year in Douluo Star. Though it had only been half a day, it had felt like forever to Ning Rongrong.

Now, Bibi Dong lay in Ye Feng's arms, staring up at him.

Pfft!

Blood gushed from her mouth again.

She was only a Rank 100 Level-1 God. Compared to the ancient powerhouse that was the Golden Dragon King, her divine power was far weaker. The attack had severely injured her internal organs.

Despite the pain, Bibi Dong's gaze was soft and full of emotion.

"Feng… You finally came."

"Don't speak."

Ye Feng's voice was calm, but firm. "Save your strength. I'll handle the rest."

Sixth Divine Skill: Embrace of the Goddess of Life

At his command, the Nine Hearts Mysterious Tang spirit appeared. A surge of green light formed, coalescing into a towering three-meter-tall female phantom.

The spirit shadow opened her arms and gently embraced Bibi Dong.

Bathed in the emerald glow of life energy, her ravaged body rapidly began to recover. Her broken organs were knit back together by the healing light.

"Feng, hurry and save Yue Guan!" Bibi Dong cried out.

Yue Guan?

Ye Feng frowned, quickly scanning the battlefield—then he saw him.

Yue Guan lay motionless on the ground, a gaping blood hole in the center of his forehead.

His throne... had been shattered?

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed.

The rune at the center of the forehead was the symbol of divine authority. It housed the godhood of the deities. Now, with a blood hole where that mark once was, Yue Guan was no longer the Flower God.

Sixth Divine Skill: Embrace of the Goddess of Life

Ye Feng used the divine skill again, directing the healing energy toward Yue Guan.

"It's useless."

Yue Guan's voice was weak, frail like an old man nearing death.

"My Flower God power is gone... I'm finished. Don't waste your energy on me."

"Feng!"

Bibi Dong called his name again, looking at him with desperation.

She knew—if Ye Feng was willing, he could still save Yue Guan. But doing so meant breaking his own principles.

Ye Feng had the power of creation—power strong enough to alter reality. He could even defy death. If he wished for someone to live, they would live. Even if reduced to ash, he could recreate them, body and spirit.

"Your Majesty… don't force him," Yue Guan murmured with a sorrowful smile. "It's my greatest honor… to have followed you."

Bibi Dong bit her lip, tears shining in her eyes. She looked at Ye Feng but said nothing.

Huff…

Ye Feng let out a sigh, eyes filled with resolve.

"If I can't protect the people around me... if I can't even save them—then what's the point of this immortality or the power of creation?"

Whoosh—

Ye Feng raised his hand. A gray mist spiraled into the air, splitting into ten radiant streams of energy. The gray turned into a cascade of ten-colored light that enveloped Yue Guan, lifting him gently from the ground.

The divine light seeped into his broken body, stabilizing his crumbling life force.

"Ye Feng, you…"

"Feng!"

Yue Guan and Bibi Dong were both stunned.

He had done it. He crossed the line—just for them.

"The Power of Creation... and Destruction!"

A voice rang out in astonishment—from the mouth of the Golden Dragon King.

The original Dragon God had once nearly reached the realm of Ancestral Dragons, but war broke out in the God Realm. Under siege by the Supreme Gods, the Dragon God had been split in two.

The Golden Dragon King was one half of that divine being. It instantly recognized the energy Ye Feng used: the legendary power of creation… and its twin—destruction.

"Who are you?" the Golden Dragon King demanded, eyes flashing with fury.

Ye Feng turned to face it, eyes ice-cold.

"I didn't want to kill you. But you—just a lizard—dared to hurt my woman. That… is unforgivable."

Ye Feng raised his hand.

Boom—

Ten spirit rings erupted beneath his feet. A gray sword materialized in the air before him.

One side of the blade was engraved with the sun, moon, and stars; the other, with mountains, rivers, and flora. The hilt bore the arts of farming and animal husbandry on one side, and the strategies of unifying the world on the other.

"Lizard!!"

The Golden Dragon King roared, enraged.

"How dare you call me that?!"

Its golden body blazed with incandescent light.

Dragons have reverse scales—touch them, and death follows.

The Golden Dragon King wasn't a true dragon—it was a winged five-clawed subspecies, often mocked among the dragon clans. Real dragons sometimes ridiculed such creatures as nothing more than oversized flying lizards.

Now Ye Feng had said it aloud. The insult struck the Golden Dragon King like a spear to its pride.

Its eyes blazed with fury as violent divine energy erupted from its form.

Dragon Breath!

The Golden Dragon King opened its maw and released a torrent of golden flames.

This was no ordinary fire—it was a corrosive dragon breath that could obliterate gods. It was this move that had shattered Yue Guan's godhood and nearly killed him.

"Watch out!!"

Yue Guan cried out in fear.

Ye Feng's expression didn't change.

With a single swing of his sword, a gray sword light—hundreds of feet long—cleaved through the oncoming dragon breath.

Then the blade descended.

Straight for the Golden Dragon King's head.

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