2: Chapter 2 You dare to humiliate me

The Asura God looked as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, the force gripping the man's neck tightening by a few degrees. "A mere low-level divine official who has just made a Breakthrough to level one hundred—this seat could crush you with a single finger."

He didn't take Qian Chongguang seriously at all.

In the eyes of this supreme God King, a newly ascended god was no different from an ant on the ground.

Crushing him to death would be as simple as raising a hand.

He didn't believe for a second that Qian Chongguang had any means to oppose a God King like himself.

"If you don't believe me, you are more than welcome to let me try."

Qian Chongguang wiped the divine blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. The purplish bruises on his neck still throbbed with pain, but there wasn't a hint of fear in his eyes; instead, they held a nearly insolent certainty.

Hearing this, the Asura God was first taken aback, then let out a sneer thick with malevolence. He truly didn't care about this newly ascended ant. Rather than crushing him instantly, it was better to see what kind of tricks this fellow—who had disrupted his tens of thousands of years of planning—could actually pull off.

His fingertips loosened, and the force capable of crushing a Divine Soul was suddenly withdrawn. Qian Chongguang was shaken by the aftershock, staggering back two steps before barely managing to stand firm on the White Jade Divine Platform.

"Fine, this seat shall grant you this chance to strike." The Asura God stood with his hands behind his back, his blood-colored robes snapping in the surging Divine Power, yet the slaughter pressure around him didn't diminish in the slightest. "I want to see what kind of earth-shattering ability you, this ant, are actually hiding."

Before his voice had even faded, two diametrically opposed divine lights suddenly lit up in Qian Chongguang's palms.

In his left hand was a holy golden light of extreme brilliance as a Sword of Light, engraved with the patterns of a Seraphim, slowly took shape. The holy power flowing along the blade was enough to purify all evil in the world—the most orthodox Light Origin of the Angel Clan. Meanwhile, in his right hand was an ink-colored abyss so dense it could swallow light; a Dark Sword entwined with shadowy patterns appeared simultaneously. The surging, annihilating Devilish Qi on the blade formed an eerie yet perfect balance with the extreme light.

The moment the dual swords were drawn together, the entire Stairway to Godhood was shrouded in the interwoven power of light and darkness.

The Asura God's brow twitched slightly, and a trace of surprise finally flickered through his originally indifferent eyes. He had wielded the Law of slaughter for tens of thousands of years and was accustomed to the iron rule that light and darkness were incompatible; he knew even better that the Light Origin of the Angel Clan had an extreme repulsion toward dark power.

Yet this Qian Chongguang before him could actually control the dual powers of light and dark with such harmony, even to the point of manifesting both swords at once?

But this surprise lasted only an instant before being replaced by deeper disdain. He sneered, his tone full of condescending contempt: "Light and dark dual swords? That's it?"

"Whether it can catch the God King's eye, you will know once you take a strike from me!"

Qian Chongguang laughed heartily. His feet suddenly shattered the white jade of the divine platform as his figure transformed into an interwoven afterimage of light and dark. Swinging both swords together, he unleashed a slash that tore through space toward the Asura God. The purifying power of light and the annihilating power of darkness were bound together, erupting with a potency that actually rivaled the full-strength strike of a Second-Class God, far exceeding the limits a newly ascended divine official should possess.

But before the supreme God King who wielded the Law, this strike was ultimately still not enough.

Facing the incoming slash, the Asura God didn't even raise his hand to summon a Divine Artifact; he simply flicked a finger casually. A streak of extremely condensed blood-colored Divine Power shot through the air, directly shattering the interwoven light and dark slash. The aftershock spread up the dual swords, splitting Qian Chongguang's grip and causing his hand bones to let out an overwhelmed cracking sound.

Before he could steady himself, the Asura God's second move arrived. He simply swept his hand casually, and an overwhelming slaughter Divine Power crashed down like a tsunami. Qian Chongguang didn't even have a chance to block before he was sent flying, smashing heavily onto the White Jade Divine Platform and carving out a crater several yards deep. Divine blood continuously overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and even his arms holding the dual swords were trembling slightly.

In just two moves, he was completely defeated.

The Asura God looked down with lowered eyes at the pathetic Qian Chongguang in the pit. The lack of interest in his eyes grew even stronger, and even his killing intent faded a bit, leaving only extreme mockery: "This seat thought you had some trump card to overturn the Divine Realm, but it turns out you only have this much skill? You don't even have the qualification to make this seat move a single finger."

Unexpectedly, Qian Chongguang in the pit didn't show the slightest sign of defeat. Instead, he suddenly burst out laughing. He used the dual swords to slowly push himself up, wiped the blood from his mouth, his laughter full of the mockery of a successful scheme. He tilted his chin and gestured toward the Asura God.

"Don't be so quick to jump to conclusions, Lord God King." His voice carried the rasp of injury, yet every word was clear. "Why don't you look down first and see what 'goodies' you're stepping on?"

The Asura God's brow furrowed as an ominous premonition inexplicably rose in his heart. He subconsciously lowered his gaze and looked down at his feet—

There, on that White Jade Divine Platform that had been dust-free for ten thousand years and couldn't be tainted by even a fraction of Divine Power aftershocks, around his God King combat boots that had stepped across the heavens and wielded the penal Laws of the Divine Realm, was a dense layer of yellow and white filth. That fishy, foul stench, which could penetrate even through a God King's protective divine light, was clearly the excrement of mortal creatures!

One must know that a God King's body has long since transcended the mundane. The protective divine light around them automatically isolates all the world's impurities; let alone such filthy things, not even the dust of the Divine Realm could land on him. But now, these most unbearable, most vulgar mortal filths were laid out so blatantly beneath his feet, and quite a few had even smeared onto his combat boots!

How was this achieved so silently and without notice?

Could the attack just now have been an illusion?

Silence.

After a deathly silence came a sky-toppling rage sufficient to overturn the entire Divine Realm.

The blood-colored Divine Power around the Asura God's body instantly exploded, grinding the surrounding sea of clouds into powder. The entire firmament of the Divine Realm surged with crimson thunderclouds at this moment, as deafening divine thunder exploded one after another, making even the incredibly stable Divine Realm continent tremble slightly. His blood-colored eyes were completely filled with rage, and the slaughter aura around him was so dense it almost solidified, as if to drag the entire Stairway to Godhood into a blood-sea Hell.

"Damned ant!"

His voice sounded as if it were squeezed through the teeth of the Nine Serenity Hell, every word carrying a hatred that could crush Divine Souls and incinerate all things.

"You dare use such filthy things to desecrate this seat, to desecrate the Divine Realm! This seat will surely crush your Divine Soul and cast it into the deepest part of the Nine Serenity Purgatory to suffer ten thousand years of torment by fire and blade, never to be reincarnated for all eternity!"

For ten thousand years, the Asura God had wielded the penal Laws of the Divine Realm, having seen seas of blood and mountains of corpses, and battles across the heavens. Even when facing the Dragon God War of the past, he had never lost his composure. But today, this most vulgar and unbearable humiliation from the mortal world was like a poisoned dagger, stabbing ruthlessly into the proudest core of this supreme God King.