Chapter 225: The Seventh Layer of the Primordial Spirit Deity

“Shui Miao is actually this powerful.”
Chen Xiao sat quietly in the void, healing his wounds while reflecting on what had just happened.
Montsta’s strength was undoubtedly at the level of a true Supreme God. Even Chai Yunkē, who was also at the Supreme God level, was sent flying by a single strike from him, who even unleashed a terrifying Cursed Spear to kill Chai Yunkē from afar.
But Shui Miao was just a Spatial Spirit—Chen Xiao had never sensed any strength in her before. Yet this time, she not only shattered Montsta’s attack with one strike but also ripped off a corner from a Supreme Divine Artifact.
What kind of strength was this?
The durability of Supreme Divine Artifacts even exceeded that of a Supreme God’s body. Could Shui Miao’s strength also be at the Supreme God level?
And what was that Primordial Spirit Flame Montsta mentioned earlier? Was it the ice-blue flame within him?
Who were those people? The common enemy of all gods…
At the thought of this, Chen Xiao couldn’t help but shudder. A deep sense of crisis arose in his heart.
The ice-blue flame within him, along with that Heavenly Map, were both taboos, forbidden by the gods. Now that Montsta had escaped, if he reached the Land of Origins and spread word, Chen Xiao would surely meet a death without even a grave.
It seemed he could no longer appear in front of the world. Fortunately, his relationship with the Glory Temple had never been exposed.
But Chen Xiao wasn’t worried about Liu Lou and the other two at all. After all, the three of them had sworn a Soulblood Oath under the rules—should Chen Xiao die, they couldn’t betray him, or else they would face punishment from the rules and die without a grave.
Of course, Chen Xiao didn’t know that at that moment, the Dark Supreme God Montsta had already been pulled into the sun by the Fire-colored Qilin above the sun, far beyond Earth. He was likely in grave danger.
Only then did Chen Xiao’s mood calm down slightly. Thankfully, only the four of them knew about their alliance.
“From now on, I must be extra careful. The power of a Supreme God is too terrifying. If I weren’t in this Supreme God’s space, even a slight breath from him could kill ten thousand like me.”
Chen Xiao dismissed his distractions and began slowly healing his wounds.
At this moment, his flesh seemed to be transforming into void-like energy and merging into the ice-blue flame. Yet the Heavenly Map emitted a warm, gentle light, turning his flesh back into normal tissue.
However, his originally red blood now sparkled with golden light.
Chen Xiao’s strength had now reached the Origin Realm. The restrictions of the Supreme God’s space were lifted again, and the time he could stay there was no longer limited. The time outside now synchronized with that of the Supreme God’s space.
In other words, if Chen Xiao stayed in the Supreme God’s space for 24 hours, 24 hours would pass in the outside world as well.

The previous restrictions were due to Chen Xiao’s extremely weak strength, a form of protection for him. Now that he has broken through the barriers of those with supernatural abilities and attained a state where he has sufficient self-protection capabilities, the time in the Main God Space has also returned to normal.

Moreover, his divine disciples outside can now exert the power of Virtual Gods, though they are still subject to slight limitations and cannot reach their peak potential. However, Chen Xiao’s mindset has changed—even in the Main God Space, he is not invincible. A single Main God who entered here nearly killed him, suggesting that the Main God Space is not entirely reliable. This Montsta is merely a Main God with severely weakened strength; if it were at its peak, it could likely destroy him with a single move. The Main God Space and its divine disciples are ultimately external forces that can be utilized but must never be relied upon.

A faint blue flame flickered in Chen Xiao’s eyes, as his wounds healed rapidly under the power of the laws in the Main God Space. After what seemed like a long time, Chen Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up from the void. “Here, my strength is fixed. I can only recover—it’s impossible to improve even by a fraction, even after ten thousand years of cultivation.”

Chen Xiao had already realized the characteristics of the Main God Space: no possibility of cultivation. Once he entered here, the laws of this place became fixed, leaving no room for improvement. If he wanted to cultivate, he had to go outside. “It’s just a little short. If I could comprehend the laws of the soul and reach the level of a cultivator, I could immediately break through the barriers of this world and absorb its faith energy.”

Chen Xiao stood up, and his body instantly left the Main God Space. But at this moment, his appearance changed again, returning to that arrogant look of Shang Weiting. “Hm?”

When Chen Xiao arrived outside, he noticed something was wrong—half a month had passed outside. There were very few cultivators left, aside from those nobleborn with divine bloodlines and a few peak-level Virtual Gods. The rest were either dead or gone. But instead of fighting among themselves, they gathered together, watching cautiously ahead.

After the dark giant ship left, a huge formation appeared on the previously empty ground. Above it floated a dim green light, surrounded by seven layers of hazy halos. It was the divine essence of the seventh-level Yuanling! Chen Xiao recognized it instantly. In front of this divine essence were forty-two figures, blocking the way to it.

“So it’s for this…” Chen Xiao hid in the shadows, closely observing the situation. He recognized those forty-two figures as forty-two of the original 108 Beast Gods from the Tianlong Secret Treasury. They had all regained their full strength and possessed the power of Yuanling Gods.

“Damn it! Where did these guys come from?” Mo Changqi’s eyes burned with anger as he cursed under his breath. “Changqi, let’s leave. Earth and the world of supernatural abilities aren’t as simple as you think. The strength here is even comparable to that of the depths of the Origin Continent.”

By Mo Changqi’s side, there was now another person—Mo Changli. It seemed that Mo Changli had lifted some kind of seal from himself, revealing the power of a Void God.
“You traitor of your family don’t even deserve to speak in front of me,” Mo Changqi said impatiently, glaring fiercely at Mo Changli. “If I can obtain the divine essence of this Primordial Spirit God, I will surely bring great glory to our family. There will be countless rewards, and it won’t be long before I break through to the ninth realm and become a Void God.”
Mo Changqi was already a peerless genius in his family, having reached the eighth realm at just eighteen. Naturally, he had every right to be proud.
“Sigh…”
Mo Changli merely let out a soft sigh. He glanced at Lou Yu and Xuanyuan Po before slowly fading away from the scene.
“What should we do now?” Mo Changqi was indecisive. Although there were forty-two Primordial Spirit Gods before him, there were also many descendants of gods blessed with Primordial Spirit energy. If they united, along with these peak Void Gods, they might still have a chance.
“Leave, or die.”
Among those forty-two Primordial Spirit Gods, the leader was a tall man with a green face. A three-foot-long unicorn horn grew from his forehead. His gaze was clear, without much murderous intent—seemingly, he only wanted to drive these people away.
The Void Gods stepped back slightly, pushing the noble descendants of gods to the front.
“Hand over your divine essence, or die.”
A young man at the peak of Void God status, surrounded by three layers of Primordial Spirit auras, stepped forward slightly. With his status as a peak Void God and the blessing of Primordial Spirit energy, combined with his bloodline perfectly harmonizing with the energy, he could almost rival a true third-tier Primordial Spirit God.
This was the advantage of the descendants of gods. Once blessed with Primordial Spirit energy, they would possess the power of a true Primordial Spirit God—though this energy had a time limit and couldn’t be used indefinitely.
But at the peak of Void God status, possessing the essence of a Primordial Spirit God meant one was already a true Primordial Spirit God.
Behind this silver-haired youth were three layers of Primordial Spirit energy, and above his head floated a scroll-like shadow emitting a faint earthy glow. Vast earthly divine power continuously emanated from this scroll.
“The shadow of a True Spirit Divine Weapon…” The unicorn-horned man’s vertical pupils contracted slightly, his voice turning icy.
True Spirit Gods were even more advanced than Primordial Spirit Gods, ranking only below the Supreme God. They were also known as the Kings of All Gods. All the divine weapons belonging to True Spirit Gods were known as True Spirit Divine Weapons.
Now, even the shadow of a True Spirit Divine Weapon was beyond the power of a Primordial Spirit God to resist.
The green-faced man stepped back half a step. A glow appeared in his hand, and a massive axe appeared—this was a True Spirit Divine Weapon.
“Our duty is to protect this Primordial Spirit Divine Essence. If anyone tries to take it, they must step over our corpses first.”
This green-faced man was the first god to be revived from the Tianlong Secret Treasures. After years of study, he had fully understood that the downfall of the 108 Beast Gods and the degradation of their divine essences were entirely due to this Primordial Spirit Divine Essence.

This Primordial Spirit Deity was not left behind by the fall of a Seventh Primordial Spirit’s deity; it was actually a powerful existence that absorbed the power of their deities and naturally formed such a deity! The moment they saw this deity, they received an invisible command to protect it—should this deity be lost, they too would perish! This Seventh Primordial Spirit’s deity was actually composed of the life imprints of 108 Beast Gods. Beneath this deity, there was also a massive living entity; once this entity was born and absorbed this deity, it would immediately reach the realm of the Seventh Primordial Spirit. “That thing below…” Through his connection to this space, Chen Xiao clearly saw the living entity beneath the Primordial Spirit Deity. He was slightly stunned—“It’s actually a congenital spiritual body?”