Chapter 3164: Not Enough, Still Not Enough

In the divine mountain to the east, there is a sacred pool, unique in the God Realm. Don't forget to take it when we leave.

That tree of immortality belongs to me.

Shh, keep it down. If people don't know better, they'd think we're a pair of bandits.

In the subspace of the divine temple, conversations continued nonstop.

It was still those two fools bantering back and forth, chatting away like old friends, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Geniuses of the universe level, when gathered together, were indeed something else—one acting utterly serious, the other perfectly proper, seeming harmless on the surface, but deep down, neither was a well-behaved kid.

Right now, before even breaking the seal, they were already plotting to divide the treasures.

Wu Wang Mo Zun opened his eyes several times, stood up several times, and approached the altar several times, squinting his eyes as he examined it closely. The seal was flawless! But these two eternal beings acted as if nothing was wrong.

You two seem quite relaxed.

Wu Wang Mo Zun smirked faintly and approached the altar again, circling around the pair.

People who do too many bad deeds will eventually get struck by lightning.

Ye Chen tucked his hands behind his back, while Zhao Yun stroked his beard.

For a long while, Wu Wang Mo Zun said nothing.

His gaze was sharp and profound as he meticulously checked the altar's formations and the eternal seals from start to finish, confirming there were no issues and that the two couldn't break the supreme restraints.

Ye Chen and Zhao Yun ignored him completely, having no time to bother with this guy.

Checking the seal alone was useless. Once the two types of eternal power were sufficient, no restraints would hold.

The interweaving of eternals is interesting.

That Wu Wang kid from Shen Xu is probably in for trouble; he's still completely unaware.

Eternal beings are truly extraordinary.

In the void, faint words seemed to echo.

These must be from the legendary supreme gods, and not just one—gathered and chatting, observing from a godlike perspective, looking down on the divine temple's subspace. Wu Wang Mo Zun couldn't see it, but they could clearly witness two types of eternal forces interweaving and dancing, nurturing a more terrifying divine power.

Wu Wang Mo Zun had already left, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Ye Chen and Zhao Yun quieted down as well, sitting steadily and continuing to gather their eternal power.

The subspace fell silent once more.

While it was peaceful here, the outside world was extraordinarily lively. The four supreme inheritances had immense influence, drawing out countless terrifying ancient gods. At that moment, they were scouring the entire God Realm for Ye Chen.

For this reason, many supreme beings had even gone to the lower realms to search.

Unfortunately, there was no trace of him. That half-dead outer universe supreme seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Helplessly, the four inheritances regrouped and returned to Shen Xu.

Rumors said that when the five supreme divine artifacts gathered, they could unleash unimaginable power, such as locating someone.

On this second visit, they were met with the door shut once again.

They arrived but didn't even see Wu Wang Mo Zun show his face, leaving Luo Hou so furious he nearly demolished the divine temple.

By now, three days had passed.

The four inheritances were anxious, and the mindset of Yue Shen and the others was under immense strain. The gods from their own ranks had basically all assembled outside Shen Xu, waiting to provide support. Yet, three days had gone by without any sign of movement.

Not enough, still not enough.

In the divine temple's subspace, a voice murmured, audible only to Ye Chen and Zhao Yun.

Although they had gathered a considerable amount of interwoven eternal power, it was far from reaching the limit needed to break the seal.

The opportunity was only once, and the two were patient enough to wait.

Looking up, streaks of refined divine light continued to rain down. The Wu Wang divine blade suppressed the heavens and earth, the altar formations maintained the laws, and the Dun Jia heavenly characters hovered like brilliant stars.

When I become the Huang Emperor one day, I must visit the Eternal Immortal Domain.

Ye Chen murmured to himself, not for the first time glancing up at the Dun Jia heavenly characters.

I'll go with you.

Zhao Yun smiled, his gaze on the heavenly characters even deeper than Ye Chen's. Each dazzling heavenly character was refined from the universe itself. If Ye Chen hadn't said it himself, Zhao Yun wouldn't have believed it.

Such immense divine ability—who could have performed it?

Since it involved the Eternal Immortal Domain, they had to go and see for themselves. After all, the unknown was too mysterious.

Boom! Rumbling!

In the void, muffled sounds echoed—inaudible to the world or even to the gods.

It was the two types of eternal forces interweaving and dancing.

From a godlike perspective, it was a shocking and absurd sight: eternal light shot wildly, and within each beam, one could glimpse vast realms with mountains, rivers, and all laws.

Truly extraordinary.

The supreme gods murmured continuously, watching from beginning to end, their minds lost in a trance.

And so, another nine days passed.

The subspace remained peaceful, but the God Realm was still lively.

From some unknown moment, the gods began to feel a strange pressure, as if an unseen force weighed down the heavens and earth, making the cosmos feel stifling, and their minds equally suppressed.

Wu Wang Mo Zun felt this suppression too.

Today, his state of mind was particularly restless—the first time in many days he left the Sen Luo divine temple and stepped onto the peak of Piaomiao.

He strained his eyes to the limit, scanning the heavens and earth, his deep gaze flickering uncertainly.

Is a supreme god about to emerge?

Meng Mo was there too, tentatively asking the question, sensing the same suppression.

Wu Wang Mo Zun remained silent, sharing the same thought.

From the horizon, four figures appeared again: Bo Luo, Xian Zun, Fo Zun, and Luo Hou.

That's right, they were here again to pull Shen Xu into their alliance.

From afar, they saw Wu Wang Mo Zun standing on Piaomiao, unsure what he was staring at.

You have quite the airs.

Luo Hou snorted coldly, his eyes harboring suppressed anger.

He had every right to be angry.

Recalling the past, when Wu Wang Mo Zun borrowed the Slaughter God Sword, how readily he had agreed. Yet, when Ye Chen seized it from Meng Mo, Luo Hou hadn't pursued it, but now he'd been turned away twice.

How strange—borrowing your family's divine artifact is this difficult!

Third time's the charm.

Xian Zun said flatly, his words cold and desolate. Looking at Bo Luo and Fo Zun, their expressions were similar, implying clearly: if you don't lend the artifact, we'll cause chaos in Shen Xu today.

The divine artifact suppresses the forbidden zone's heavens and earth; it cannot leave Shen Xu.

Wu Wang Mo Zun spoke leisurely, his words evasive, essentially showing no face at all.

This statement wasn't entirely false.

His supreme divine artifact was suppressing two eternal beings, so how could it be lent out?

This remark made the atmosphere instantly oppressive to the extreme.

I haven't sparred with you in years; today, the weather is just right.

Luo Hou said indifferently, stepping onto Piaomiao without further nonsense, and struck with a palm that covered the sky.

How dare you act recklessly in my Shen Xu?

Wu Wang Mo Zun snorted coldly and raised his hand to manifest Dao laws, drawing a star river in the void.

Instantly, the sky-covering palm was effortlessly sliced apart.

Luo Hou actually stepped back half a pace, a hidden light flickering in his eyes.

Eternal?

Bo Luo murmured deeply, his eyes narrowing into slits. From Wu Wang Mo Zun's star river, he detected an eternal aura. Otherwise, it couldn't have broken the palm so easily.

It's just the form, without the essence.

Xian Zun spoke, surprised but not shocked.

Thinking about it, Wu Wang Mo Zun had captured Zhao Yun five hundred years ago. In that time, he hadn't wasted a moment—at least, he'd learned a thing or two.

Wu Wang donor is truly astonishing through the ages.

Fo Zun smiled slightly, though his smile hid desire and wariness.

Not just him—Bo Luo, Xian Zun, and the God of Slaughter shared similar expressions.

They coveted the eternal power too. If Shen Xu weren't so hard to invade, they would have robbed it long ago.

Today, they viewed Wu Wang Mo Zun with new respect and couldn't let him continue unchecked. Ye Chen was troublesome, but Shen Xu seemed equally so. If Wu Wang Mo Zun truly refined Zhao Yun and gained his eternal power, it would be a massive disaster for the four inheritances.

See them out.

Wu Wang Mo Zun's words were authoritative; in that exchange with Luo Hou, he had emerged victorious.

Since it was a spar, he had already won.

What's the rush?

Luo Hou smirked, etching a divine pattern on his forehead. His body hummed with sword vibrations, and a supreme pressure emerged—the power of the Slaughter God Sword. Having lost the first move, he needed to regain face, and most importantly, he couldn't let Wu Wang Mo Zun have it easy. Even if it meant being shameless, he had to fight.

Wu Wang Mo Zun's expression darkened instantly.

Or perhaps, he had seen through it: these four hadn't come to borrow the Wu Wang divine blade; they were here to cause trouble. It made sense—if it were him, he'd do the same.

Come on.

Luo Hou shouted, shaking the immortal dome, and struck again with a palm, his fingers etched with demonic patterns.

You're asking for it.

Wu Wang Mo Zun didn't move, once more manifesting Dao laws with one hand.

Suddenly, the heavens changed color.

As Wu Wang Mo Zun pointed remotely at the sky, Shen Xu's heavens and earth were stirred. Countless god-level array patterns materialized from the void, streaking across in dense lines, transforming into Wu Wang sword energy that surged upward.

In essence, he was borrowing Shen Xu's power.

There was no choice—Luo Hou wielded the Slaughter God Sword, while his Wu Wang divine blade was suppressing Ye Chen and Zhao Yun, so he couldn't move it. He had to use Shen Xu's heavens and earth to counter; he couldn't just stand there and take hits.

Boom!

A direct clash erupted, spreading waves of annihilating light.

If this were anywhere else, such light waves would cause chaos, at least flattening many mountains and collapsing countless ancient cities. Such bloody examples were all too common.

However, this was Shen Xu.

Shen Xu's heavens and earth were intact, and the so-called destructive light waves, as they spread, were forcefully crushed into nothingness by a terrifying power—one originating from Shen Xu's heavens and earth.

Boom!

Luo Hou's palm was broken once more. The Slaughter God Sword was domineering, but Shen Xu's heavens and earth were no pushover.

Good, very good.

Luo Hou sneered, drawing the Slaughter God Sword from his body and gripping it as he advanced through the sky.

Is that how you want to die?

Wu Wang Mo Zun shouted resoundingly, etching a demonic pattern on his forehead and instantly merging with Shen Xu's heavens and earth.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The two great gods erupted into battle, with booming sounds echoing throughout Shen Xu.

In the Cang Miao, destructive visions unfolded.

The Shen Xu, once bathed in immortal light, turned dark in an instant, every burst of light piercing the eyes.

Quite the spectacle.

In the subspace, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun both looked up, still with their hands tucked behind their backs.

This time, they were truly like lords, merely spectators.

The power is sufficient now.

Zhao Yun watched the battle and chuckled.

His words were clear: as long as they wished, they could break the seal at any moment.

No hurry; let's wait for the four inheritances to leave.

Ye Chen smiled. This free show was worth watching.

Great minds think alike.

Zhao Yun stroked his beard. Breaking the seal now would be foolish; they'd face a group attack upon escaping. It wasn't that they feared these supreme inheritances, but a fight would be troublesome.

Better to deal with them one by one once out.