Chapter 732 - 425: Queen Mother of the Western Heaven

To this day, Ink Ash Abyss had used the Path of Rebirth to possess others several times.

But he had never seen anything so inconceivable within someone’s sea of consciousness.

Especially since his own name was written on this Golden List...

"Congratulations, Brother Mo, for making the list!"

With victory in his grasp, Zou Feng went on the offensive and began to taunt Ink Ash Abyss.

Of course, while taunting him, Zou Feng was also getting down to business. He didn’t forget to seize the opportunity to attack Ink Ash Abyss with his own Divine Soul.

Zou Feng cultivated the Divine Soul Dao, one of the Nine Immortal Ascension Skills, and the strength of his Divine Soul was considerable as well.

When the List of Gods had just appeared, golden light spilled forth, leaving Ink Ash Abyss’s previously hidden Divine Soul with nowhere to hide.

Only when Ink Ash Abyss sensed Zou Feng’s attack did he finally snap out of his shock at seeing his name on the "Golden List."

Ink Ash Abyss let out a cold snort, about to show Zou Feng the true horror of the Divine Soul Dao and the Path of Rebirth...

But unexpectedly, just as he was about to cast his Skill, the List of Gods erupted in a brilliant golden light.

In particular, the three words for Ink Ash Abyss on the list began to warp and twist within the golden light.

Ink Ash Abyss let out a muffled grunt, as if he had suffered some form of invisible, devastating blow.

Simultaneously, the Skill he had been preparing to cast was completely interrupted, and even his Divine Soul itself was rendered immobile.

’This... How is this possible!?’

Ink Ash Abyss looked up at the Golden List again, his gaze now filled with utter despair.

With his experience, he couldn’t begin to fathom what level of treasure this Golden List was, or why it would appear in the sea of consciousness of a mere Golden Core Realm Cultivator...

Immobilized and unable to cast any Skills, Ink Ash Abyss could only watch helplessly as Zou Feng subjected him to all manner of torment.

With the List of Gods backing him up, Zou Feng treated Ink Ash Abyss like a punching bag, beating him mercilessly.

After tormenting the Divine Soul until it was incredibly weak, it was naturally time for the Refinement and devouring stage.

At this point, Zou Feng was actually quite pleased that Ink Ash Abyss had come to serve himself up on a platter.

This old bastard cultivated the Path of Rebirth, which just so happened to be one of the Immortal Ascension Skills he had yet to learn.

Presumably, after the Refinement of this sliver of Ink Ash Abyss’s Divine Soul, learning the Path of Rebirth would be no problem at all.

’I can finally complete the set of Nine Immortal Ascension Skills.’

As he felt his Divine Soul being continuously put through Refinement, Ink Ash Abyss naturally let out a string of miserable screams.

Damage to the Divine Soul was, in many cases, far more agonizing than torture inflicted upon the physical body.

"You little bastard... don’t get cocky... This treasure is fundamentally beyond your ability to control..."

"Just you wait... Sooner or later, this treasure will turn on its master... and you will die without a grave..."

As this sliver of his Divine Soul was about to perish, Ink Ash Abyss didn’t forget to make one last, serious attempt to sow discord and disturb Zou Feng’s mind.

Zou Feng, however, couldn’t be bothered to pay him any mind.

Though, at first, he was a little worried that even if this sliver of Ink Ash Abyss’s Divine Soul was destroyed, it might still be able to transmit the scene it had witnessed in his sea of consciousness back to the main body.

But now, seeing how effective the List of Gods was, rendering even a Nascent Soul Realm’s Divine Soul completely powerless, Zou Feng was able to put his mind at ease.

At least within his own sea of consciousness, the List of Gods was so absurdly powerful that it would be impossible for Ink Ash Abyss’s sliver of Divine Soul to transmit any information.

So, there was no need to worry about the existence of the List of Gods being exposed...

「Meanwhile, at the location where Ink Ash Abyss’s main body was hidden.」

"PTOO—"

A mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed out. Ink Ash Abyss clutched his chest, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Without bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ink Ash Abyss glanced around in alarm and uncertainty.

He knew, of course, that his sudden injury meant that one of his Divine Soul slivers had been obliterated.

But the problem was, Ink Ash Abyss had received absolutely no feedback from that sliver of Divine Soul.

It was as if it had been obliterated without a trace.

The thought sent a chill down Ink Ash Abyss’s spine.

’For such an anomaly to occur, the most likely explanation is that a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect has made a move...’

How could Ink Ash Abyss dare to remain? He forgot all about possessing Zou Feng with the Path of Rebirth, hastily recalled his other Divine Soul slivers, and immediately fled...

Back on the other side, Zou Feng had completely finished the Refinement of Ink Ash Abyss’s sliver of Divine Soul.

Ordinarily, a Divine Soul from the Nascent Soul Realm was far too powerful to be refined and devoured by Zou Feng so easily.

But this Refinement was conducted within his sea of consciousness, where the List of Gods had sealed all of the Divine Soul’s abilities. That was what allowed Zou Feng to accomplish it with little effort.

Needless to say, the all-encompassing benefits of refining this sliver of Divine Soul were immense.

What pleased Zou Feng the most was that he had finally collected all of the Nine Immortal Ascension Skills.

Although he had yet to formally begin Cultivation for several of these Immortal Skills, and his Realm and progress with them were severely lacking, after gathering all of the Nine Immortal Ascension Skills, Zou Feng genuinely felt an ethereal, transcendent sensation.

The next moment, Zou Feng felt his Divine Sense leave his body of its own accord and begin to continuously "ascend."

His Divine Sense drifted to some unknown place. Before long, he saw an utterly beautiful vista appear above the clouds, a place that gathered the spiritual grace of heaven and earth and the essence of the Great Thousand Worlds.

In truth, the region where the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect’s gates were located was already a bona fide Immortal Realm.

But the vista that appeared now was even more breathtaking, as if a dreamlike filter had been laid over everything.

Of course, the most conspicuous feature in this beautiful landscape was a pool of water.

The water of the pool seemed boundless, yet it was as tranquil as a mirror—the perfect embodiment of aquamarine jade.

And just as Zou Feng was staring blankly at the pool, the water’s surface began to ripple. A moment later, a voluptuous woman who appeared to be over thirty feet tall slowly emerged from beneath the water.