Divine Throne of Primordial Blood (Web Novel)

Book 7, Chapter 97: Battle With Gods 1

The Temple of the Gods had finally appeared. With the door of the temple now open, the radiant glory of the gods was on full display.

In Su Chen’s eyes, however, this was a poor show.

Yes, poor.

Given how powerful the gods were supposed to be, it would have been more fitting for each of them to possess a temple.

The fact that they were all sharing one was a testament to how destitute they were.

Being trapped in Kun’s territory was likely quite suffocating for them.

Su Chen’s strategy was completely correct. The gods were indeed the weakest in this location.

As the temple opened, a brilliant golden light began to spill forth.

A god dressed from head to toe in golden armor stepped forth.

“Bloodbat!”

The god roared, his voice like the sound of many waters as he charged forwards, descending to the battlefield.

“Augusta. I didn’t think that you were still alive,” the Blood Ancestor sighed.

“This is?” Su Chen asked.

“The God of War, Augusta. My former master,” the Blood Ancestor replied.

Even the powerful leader of the Origin Beasts was no more than one of the gods’ pets.

“What will you do now?” Su Chen asked.

The Blood Ancestor chuckled. “I’m going to bleed him dry!”

As he spoke, the Blood Ancestor morphed into a colony of bats and flew into the air. “Come, Augusta. This has been a long time coming.”

The God of War replied, “Damned bat. I should have crushed you to death with my bare hands all those years ago!”

As Augusta roared, the very air itself began to tremble.

The God of War’s might was affecting space itself. In that moment, it was as if the whole world was under his control.

The Blood Ancestor, however, seemed totally nonchalant. “Your strength has regressed quite a bit.”

As he gently spoke, the colony of bats flew through the air. Miniature black ripples began to fill the sky, wearing away at Augusta’s power.

If both of them had been at their peak, the Blood Ancestor could not have defeated the God of War. After all, the God of War was one of the strongest gods. Tens of thousands of years of decline, however, had drastically lowered the gods’ strength. Their ability was now limited, and Augusta wasn’t able to gain an advantage against the Blood Ancestor in the slightest.

The black ripples of energy pushed back against the divine power, forcing Augusta to retreat repeatedly and howl with rage.

At that moment, another wave of divine power stealthily joined the fray as a figure appeared behind Su Chen.

Yormak, the God of Assassination.

Even though he was a god, Yormak’s behavior completely belied his status. Instead, he chose to attack from the shadows.

This time, he was attacking with his real body.

Pu!

The Abyss Dagger penetrated Su Chen’s back.

“Hehehehe,” Yormak chuckled with delight.

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No one could withstand a blow from his Abyss Dagger and survive.

Su Chen’s body began to dissipate into a cloud of smoke.

“Hm?” Yormak was stunned.

Targets killed by the Abyss Dagger would not die in this fashion.

“Whew! Thank goodness I was aware of your habits and prepared a clone.”

Yormak hurriedly spun around and found Su Chen talking to him from not far away.

Su Chen smiled faintly. “I must admit that your assassination techniques are first-rate. Unfortunately, this place is a battlefield......”

Bang!

A giant tree branch slammed viciously into Yormak’s body. The Tree Ancestor had made his move.

That branch was seemingly capable of extending an unlimited distance, pushing Yormak away as it extended its tendrils into Yormak’s body, devouring his divine blood.

Yormak howled in pain before suddenly dissipating and returning to the Temple of the Gods.

He jabbed his finger out, causing countless Flaming Hornets formed from divine power to rush forth.

The Tree Ancestor roared as its branches also burst forth into the sky.

In terms of brute strength, Yormak was far weaker than Augusta. His hornets were incapable of stopping the Tree Ancestor from easily breaking through.

But just as the Tree Ancestor’s branches were about to collide with the Temple of the Gods, a streak of moonlight appeared.

Shockingly, the branches began to turn into ash and withered away as soon as they came into contact with the soft moonlight.

Immediately afterwards, an array of feathers appeared in the sky. Though these feathers appeared to be extremely soft, they were actually filled with immense power.

Su Chen could clearly tell that these were the Divine Feathers he had found in the Mother Goddess Sect’s temple in the past.

The Harpies had treated these feathers like treasures.

Now, however, these feathers were filling the sky.

The Moon Goddess and the Mother Goddess had made their moves.

Thankfully, there were other Origin Beasts present to help.

The Mountain Origin Beast roared fiercely as it rose, while the Water Origin Beast turned itself into a massive cloud of fog and began to fly towards the sky.

These ancient and powerful creatures were all strong enough to cause the earth to quake and the heavens to tremble.

The amount of power they could collectively unleash was enough to kill every single living creature in the area.

Of course, the humans and Harpies weren’t dead.

Because they were in Sky City.

At this moment, Sky City was burning energy like there was no tomorrow. The barrier erected around it blocked wave after wave of attacks.

It was almost as if Sky City was withstanding attacks from the entire human race. Even so, these were merely the fluctuations of energy resulting from their battle.

“We should probably retreat a little, Sect Master,” Li Wuyi said.

Su Chen, however, continued to watch the battle unfold. “We didn’t come all the way over here just to watch.”

“But we will not be able to participate in this battle,” Li Wuyi replied helplessly.

A battle between characters as powerful as gods was too shockingly powerful. Each attack was powerful enough to shake the heavens. Even he, an Ultimate Emperor Realm cultivator, was filled with a sense of helpless dread.

“We will,” Su Chen calmly replied.

The battle continued to unfold. As more and more gods entered the fray, the battlefield became a more and more terrifying place.

Even so, this was as intense as it would get.

The reason for this was very simple: energy turbulence.

Even the gods, who possessed divine power and an innate comprehension of Method Power, had no choice but to use the energy around them. The gods were able to control far more power with much greater precision. In other words, they were capable of forcing the world to revolve around them.

But with so many gods present in one place, the limited amount of energy contained in their environment simply couldn’t keep up.

In actuality, when a god utilized as much Method Power as was available to them in their surroundings, the support of additional gods would only be of limited benefit.

This was not an issue with turbulent energy.

Turbulent energy was the result of too many cultivators being present in one place.

The gods’ issue was that they did not have enough energy at their disposal.

Of course, the gods had a certain degree of strength that belonged solely to them. However, this alternative was much less effective and much weaker. Even though more energy would rush in to fill the void, the amount of energy being supplied could not sustain more than a few gods at a time. A small garden hose could not satisfy the demands of a massive pool.

The Origin Beasts, on the other hand, appeared to be much better off. They relied not on Method Power but on their own physically powerful bodies.

In this area of limited space, the gods were actually the ones at a disadvantage.

A lack of faith was beginning to weaken them, and the environment was starving them. The gods found that their strength was being severely restricted. If it weren’t for the fact that there were twenty-three of them and only eleven Origin Beasts, they would have been defeated a long time ago.

Live by the numbers advantage, die by the numbers advantage.

Once the Desolate Beasts also joined the fray, the gods found that they had bitten off more than they could chew.

There were far more Desolate Beasts than Origin Beasts. Even though they were weaker, there were hundreds of them, and they were also not affected by energy availability restrictions. Origin Energy only affected their ability to survive, not their strength. The gods, on the other hand, were the complete opposite.

The sky was filled with glowing divine power, but that alone was not enough to stop the Beasts’ attacks. The horde of Beasts roared and howled viciously, unleashing all kinds of attacks at the Temple of the Gods and causing the golden divine power light to tremble violently.

By now, these bursts of multicolored light were flying in all directions, forcing the divine light to retreat again and again.

The surrounding space itself even began to rumble due to the violent collisions between Method Power and the Beasts’ primal physical strength.

The amount of damage being done by their constant clashes wreaked havoc on the space itself, but with the Barrier’s projection, it would never fully collapse. As such, all that happened was that the natural energy in the environment began to drain away.

That was when Su Chen understood that the gods were experiencing a shortage of faith not because their worshippers were inefficient but because of the realm itself. The gods’ constant fighting amongst each other had caused irreparable damages. As such, the realm was full of holes even though it refused to collapse altogether.

The current battle was even further devastating the realm’s sustainability.

“I should have just destroyed the realm itself instead of trying to disrupt their system of faith,” Frost muttered to himself.

Of course, he was just saying this to complain out loud.

Battles between such strong characters rarely happened, and they didn’t usually last long.

The gods were not idiots. Upon realizing that they were actually at a disadvantage, they began to switch tactics.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Strange floating lands began to appear in the sky.

Each formed a perfectly self-sustaining microcosm. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding space had become extremely full.

The divine lands!

The gods realized that they were losing, so they ended up summoning their own lands.

The divine lands were the roots of the faith being supplied to them, but they could also be used in battle.

The combat power of the citizens of the divine lands would be a big support to the gods’ overall combat power.

Because of space restrictions, however, the gods could not recklessly recruit disciples. This was why they did not easily summon these lands.

But now that the situation had grown quite serious, there was no longer any time to still remain cautious.

“Kill them. Once we return to the Origin Realm, we will possess unlimited wealth!”

“Go, my loyal disciples. Slaughter my enemies for me.”

“The time to demonstrate your piety has come!”

“For the mighty gods!”

“Kill the foreign invaders!”

Enraged roars filled the skies as the inhabitants of the divine lands opened the gates to their kingdoms. Waves of soldiers of all kinds poured out, charging towards their opponents.

“Now is the time for us to make our move,” Su Chen calmly said.

“How are we to fight?” Iron Cliff asked.

“Apart from that one, take aim at any of the divine lands...... We’re going to smash our way through.”