Chapter 138: The Lord of the Divine Kingdom! I Am the Rules!

“President!”

Zhang Daniu’s roar was deafening. The door-panel great axe in his hands ignited with surging qi and blood as he charged recklessly toward that “Kong” body, wanting to hack into pieces the bastard who had dared to launch a sneak attack on the President.

In the distance, the trace of schadenfreude on Feng Zhiruo’s face had not yet fully faded. She was just about to speak, to mock Chu Feng’s overestimation of himself.

However, in the very next moment, everyone’s movements froze.

Chu Feng slowly raised his hand toward that “Kong” body which had already lost its soul, as well as toward the charging Zhang Daniu, and gently spoke a single word.

“Stop.”

Words spoken, laws followed!

Time seemed to have had the pause button pressed at that instant.

The “Kong” body that was maintaining its possession posture instantly stiffened in place, unable to move.

And Zhang Daniu’s unstoppable, mountain-splitting great axe halted abruptly less than three chi away from Chu Feng.

It was not that he wanted to stop, but that he discovered his body, his axe, seemed to have been completely bound by an invisible yet irresistible mighty force. He could not move even a single finger!

“Pres… President?”

Zhang Daniu’s face was filled with shock and confusion.

“It’s fine, one of our own.”

Chu Feng patted his shoulder, and that binding force vanished instantly.

He turned around, his gaze passing over the chaotic battlefield, calmly landing on that once-arrogant Nascent Soul Ancestor, Uncle Feng.

At this moment, Uncle Feng was being besieged by three Soul Kings. Although he looked battered, the foundation of a Nascent Soul cultivator still remained. He was preparing to use a trump-card secret technique to force a breakthrough.

“Here, I am Heaven.”

Chu Feng’s voice was not loud, yet it clearly entered the ears of everyone present, carrying an unquestionable authority.

“I declare that your spiritual power is invalid.”

The instant the words fell, Uncle Feng’s expression changed drastically!

In terror, he discovered that the Nascent Soul mana within his body, which had surged endlessly like rivers, was, at this moment, like a stream whose source had been cut off—instantly drying up, turning into dead silence!

His connection with the spiritual qi of heaven and earth was forcibly severed!

The Nascent Soul he had taken such pride in became, within his dantian, a dull gray stone that could no longer be mobilized to exert even a trace of power!

“No! This is impossible! My mana! Where is my mana?!”

Uncle Feng let out a howl of utter terror.

From a lofty Nascent Soul old monster who held life and death in his grasp, to a powerless mortal unable to truss a chicken—this enormous plunge from the clouds into the mire nearly shattered his Dao heart!

“Roar!”

A Soul King seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Its sharp ghostly claws viciously lunged toward his defenseless chest.

“Get lost.”

Chu Feng glanced over indifferently.

That ferocious Soul King, as if hearing a divine edict, had its massive body abruptly stiffen. A trace of fear actually appeared in its crimson eyes, and it obediently withdrew its claws, retreating to the side.

Not only it—within the entire cavern, all the rampaging Soul Kings quieted down at this moment. They lowered their heads, as if welcoming their new sovereign.

The whole world, within a single thought of Chu Feng, changed from a raging hell into a silent hall.

This inconceivable scene completely crushed the psychological defenses of everyone from the Feng Family.

Feng Zhiruo stared blankly at the man walking toward her step by step. Her proud family background, her Golden Core Peak cultivation, the Nascent Soul protector at her side—all of it, at this moment, seemed so laughable, so pale and powerless.

This was already beyond the scope of cultivation levels and magic treasures.

This was… suppression at the level of rules!

Chu Feng walked up to her. Without looking at her, he reached out and steadily removed the Nine-Orifice Soul-Nurturing Jade, holding it in his hand as if admiring an ordinary work of art.

“The quality is decent, and the presentation is good. It can serve as the core material for our Group’s next flagship product.”

He commented casually. Only then did he lower his head, looking down at that stunningly beautiful face that had turned deathly pale from shock and fear.

“Miss Feng, now I think we can renegotiate the details regarding ‘cooperation’.”

Chu Feng’s smile remained warm, yet in Feng Zhiruo’s eyes, it was more terrifying than a devil’s grin.

“Our side, as the ‘owner’ and ‘rule-maker’ of this project, will provide the venue, the technology, the rules, and the final right of interpretation.”

“And your side, the Feng Family,”

Chu Feng’s tone turned playful,

“now has two choices.”

“First, sign a ‘Deep Strategic Cooperation Agreement’ and become our Ascension Group’s ‘strategic partner’ in expanding the top-tier force market of the mortal world. I can guarantee that what you obtain will be far more than this tiny piece of jade.”

He paused, his smile turning icy.

“Second, refuse to cooperate. Then, as punishment for your previous breach of trust, you and your clansmen will have the honor of becoming… the first batch of nourishment for the revival of this Divine Kingdom.”

As soon as his words fell, the dozens of Soul Kings that had quieted down all raised their heads in unison. Their crimson gazes locked greedily onto the Feng Family members, their throats letting out eager, low growls.

Humiliation! Unprecedented humiliation!

Feng Zhiruo’s body trembled slightly. As the proud daughter of the Feng Family, when had she ever suffered such coercion!

But as she looked into those calm yet unfathomably deep eyes, she knew the other party was not joking.

In this world completely under this man’s control, their lives and deaths truly rested on a single thought of his.

At the side, Wu Hao had, at some unknown point, already taken out a blank jade slip and begun writing furiously, muttering as he went:

“Divine Kingdom Cooperative Development Agreement. Party A, Ascension Group.”

“Party B, the Feng Family. Cooperation content: Party B must unconditionally cooperate with all of Party A’s strategic deployments, providing intelligence, resources, and network support… As for profit sharing, President, I think a one-nine split is good. We take nine.”

Hearing this, Feng Zhiruo was so furious that she nearly ground her silver teeth to dust.

In the end, before absolute power and rule suppression, this proud young miss of the Feng Family slowly, humiliatingly, lowered her noble head.

“…I’ll sign.”

…

At the very moment Chu Feng successfully absorbed the Feng Family and became the new lord of the Divine Kingdom.

Outside, in the Black Wind Mountain Range, at the Nirvana Zen Monastery.

Upon the ritual altar built from countless skulls, the Abbot’s true body, which had been seated in meditation for a thousand years, suddenly opened his eyes!

“Pfft!”

A mouthful of black reversed blood sprayed out as his gaunt face was instantly filled with disbelief, shock, and fury!

“My soul clone… my soul clone was actually devoured!!”

“No! Not just the soul clone! Even part of my control over the Ten Thousand Souls Cavern has been taken away!”

He sensed that the “backdoor” belonging to him had already been completely sealed shut, replaced by a brand-new will that he could not comprehend at all—overbearing to the extreme!

“Brat! How dare you seize my opportunity!”

The Abbot let out a beast-like roar, his eyes flashing with frenzied venom.

He had planned for a thousand years, waited for a thousand years, all for the sake of, during this period of slumber, using the soul clone to completely refine that thing and thereby break through to the Divine Transformation realm!

Now, everything had turned into bubbles!

“If I can’t have it… you won’t get it either!”

“Let this broken Divine Kingdom, along with you, you damned ant, together return to utter annihilation!”

A trace of resolute madness flashed through the Abbot’s eyes. He formed an eerie hand seal with both hands, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of his natal essence blood onto the skull altar before him!

“Using my three thousand years of lifespan as a sacrifice, blood to feed the foundation of the Divine Kingdom, ignite…the source of ten thousand souls!”

“Rumble—!!!”

The entire Ten Thousand Souls Cavern, this broken Divine Kingdom that had slept for countless ages, let out an overburdened wail at this moment and began a violent, irreversible… collapse!

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