82: Divine Weapons Return to Position

Above the Western skies, the Beast God Palace emitted its unique aura, connecting to a certain existence.

God Deceiver stood atop the palace, his roars growing increasingly high-pitched, echoing through the world with a certain ancient rhythm.

The sound pierced the clouds and reached the Nine Netherworlds, as if summoning something.

Roar—!

Another sky-shaking howl rang out; it was as if the former Beast Emperor had truly arrived in person, and the entire Western Land began to tremble slightly.

"What is he still yelling about? It sounds awful," Yuan Feng couldn't help but complain.

Qing Wu's expression tightened slightly, a sharp light flickering in his eyes.

"He isn't roaring pointlessly; this is the summoning call of the former Beast Emperor."

Just as he finished speaking, a pitch-black crack suddenly split open in the sky.

A baleful qi that made all living beings tremble emerged from the crack, and a pitch-black spear could be vaguely seen floating in the Void Realm.

"The God-Slaying Spear!" Yuan Feng's pupils constricted. "God Deceiver can actually summon this treasure to descend."

The God-Slaying Spear was a rare treasure of baleful slaughter, its grade no less than that of an Innate Supreme Treasure.

In terms of slaughter, it could be compared to the pangu banner and that ruler.

And as the first wielder of the God-Slaying Spear, Shen Ni naturally shared a connection with it.

Now that Luo Hou had transformed into the Dao, the God-Slaying Spear had once again become masterless, yet it was summoned by this wisp of the Beast Emperor's obsession within God Deceiver.

But though it had come, whether the God-Slaying Spear would acknowledge him was another matter.

God Deceiver's roars suddenly became rapid, and the Beast God Palace erupted with a sky-covering blood-red Evil Qi.

Countless Vicious Beast phantoms appeared, calling out toward the crack along with him.

At this moment, it was as if the Beast Emperor who commanded billions of Vicious Beasts had reappeared.

The pitch-black spear seemed to sense the call; its body trembled violently before suddenly transforming into a bolt of black lightning and streaking through the air!

Boom!

The God-Slaying Spear plunged heavily into the Void Realm before the Beast God Palace, the space around the spearhead shattering inch by inch. A terrifying dao rhyme of slaughter swept in all directions.

In the next moment, the numerous Vicious Beast phantoms dissipated, leaving only a black shadow slowly walking out of the palace. He picked up the divine weapon and wiped away everything superfluous from it.

"Old friend, I've finally waited for you."

The voice was incredibly clear, and the pressure of the Beast Emperor descended once more.

The God-Slaying Spear, which had been trembling incessantly, now became completely still, lying quietly in his hand.

"Here!"

After the black shadow finished comforting the God-Slaying Spear, he tossed it directly toward Qing Wu and walked back into the Beast God Palace without looking back.

"Shen Ni?" Seeing the God-Slaying Spear before him, Qing Wu suddenly called out.

The black shadow paused slightly but gave no response.

Afterward, the Beast God Palace slowly shrank and returned to Qing Wu's hand.

It was certain now; this fellow must have absorbed too much Evil Qi, Awakening some of Shen Ni's bloody nature—this wasn't good.

However, seeing that God Deceiver had no greed for the God-Slaying Spear and handed it over immediately after getting it, his attitude alone showed he was already submissive.

Having put away the Beast God Palace, the next step was to take the God-Slaying Spear for himself.

Yuan Feng found it troublesome and told Qing Wu to just refine it himself.

In any case, the two of them were inseparable, so it didn't matter who held it.

Instead, Yuan Feng was drawn away by a certain aura.

"Are these Fellow Daoists Yin Yang and Five Elements?"

Yuan Feng suddenly spoke toward a certain direction.

There, two strands of Origin Qi could be seen: one surrounded by Yin-Yang Qi, and the other flowing with Five-Colored Brilliance. These were the two Origins of Yin Yang and Five Elements that had escaped from the Zhu Xian Sword Array.

However, the two had fought from Chaos to the Great Desolation; now that they were dead and only tattered wisps of Origin remained, they still didn't forget to compete with each other.

One moment the Five Elements Origin suppressed the Yin Yang Origin, and the next the Yin Yang Origin directly swallowed the Five Elements Origin.

But the result remained the same—neither could do anything to the other.

At this moment, the two Origins discovered Yuan Feng's aura and instantly, like infants finding their mother, they flew toward her in a flash.

The two Origins spun around Yuan Feng incessantly, then twisted together and began fighting each other.

The Yin-Yang Qi sometimes transformed into a millstone to crush the Five-Colored Brilliance, and sometimes dodged as nimbly as swimming fish.

The Five Elements Origin constantly rotated through its cycle of generation and restriction; the five-colored lights of green, red, yellow, white, and black struck in turns, but were always skillfully dissolved by the Yin and Yang dao rhyme.

The trajectories of their struggle drew bands of light across the sky, yet they always maintained a delicate balance.

"What are they doing?" Yuan Feng asked, puzzled.

"I don't know. Maybe they're deciding who gets to be the boss," Qing Wu could only guess.

Although he couldn't understand what the two were actually doing, their struggle was quite interesting.

Suddenly, the two seemed to reach an agreement, stopping their fight simultaneously, and then tried to dive into Yuan Feng's belly.

"Dammit!"

But clearly, they failed and were easily restrained by Yuan Feng.

After all, they were just wisps of powerful Origin, with no Divine Abilities or cultivation to speak of.

If it were the original Yuan Feng, exhausted and heavily injured after the war of the three tribes, she might truly have been unable to deal with them for a time.

But the current Yuan Feng was at her peak; suppressing them was as easy as turning over her hand.

Yuan Feng handed over the two Origins and asked, "Which one do you want?"

"Which one what?"

Yuan Feng said with a slight smile, "One for each of us. We can refine them."

Qing Wu opened his mouth, hesitating to speak.

Truth be told, if he and Yuan Feng refined the two Origins, they might be able to master something like the Five-Colored Divine Light or the Yin-Yang Divine Light.

Or they could refine them into Spirit Treasures, creating a Five-Colored Divine Phoenix Plume or a Yin-Yang Divine Phoenix Plume.

Or simply combine the two into one, refining a Seven-Colored Divine Light, a Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix Plume... In short, the value of these two clumps of Origin was extraordinary.

Whether used for refining or using the Power of Creation to bring forth two beings with good foundations, they could play a significant role.

But after all, these two clumps of Origin were incomplete and each had its flaws; whether the beings created from them would have various problems was unknown.

The two clumps of Origin seemed to understand their conversation and were instantly struck with fear, trying to flee.

But they had come of their own accord, and now there was no way out.

Under Yuan Feng's restraint, the two Origins had nowhere to run and could only resign themselves to their fate, stopping their fussing.

"If you say that, they'll take it seriously."

Yuan Feng chuckled, "Who told them to be so rude just now?"

Yuan Feng reached out and took them into her palm, temporarily nourishing them with the Power of Creation, intending to handle them further after returning to the Immortal Volcano.