Chapter 1380: Heavenly Curse Beast Injured! You Speak with Your Head Down!

Chapter 1380: The Celestial Curse Beast is Wounded! Speak to me, lower your head!

Boom!

In the exact center of the chaotic realm where Zhou Zhan and Fei Luo stood.

A massive hole, stretching over a thousand light-years in diameter, suddenly appeared within the swirling chaos currents.

From within the hole, a terrifying white-furred giant claw—over five hundred light-years across—flew out, directly aiming for the "Book of Divine Beings" held between Zhou Zhan and Fei Luo.

At the same time,

Divine beings from the Chaos Clan and other races emerged from all directions, surrounding Zhou Zhan and his companions.

"Die!"

Zhou Zhan looked up, his eyes fixed on the source of the white-furred claw.

Third-tier Supreme Divine Will Technique—The Million-Thousand Blades!

Initiate!

Before him, a hundred thousand million blades instantly coalesced within his realm of will, then shot forth toward the source of the white-furred giant claw.

Immediately, a shriek echoed—then the white-furred claw retracted, surging back with even greater speed.

"Wait?"

Zhou Zhan's brow arched, his expression tinged with astonishment.

The owner of that white-furred claw—without a doubt—was the chieftain of the Chaos God Clan, the legendary Chaos Beast God known as Tian Su, whose very essence was said to envy even the highest will.

Yet even if he were Tian Su, he remained merely a god of the upper tier of the divine hierarchy.

Previously, Zhou Zhan had only unleashed a fraction—one ten-thousandth—of the power of the Ten Million Blades, and that single strike had already caused the Chaos God to perish on the spot.

Now, facing an attack of merely one percent of his own divine might, the opponent hadn't fallen—but only sustained damage to his will?

'This Tian Su...'

"It seems rather unusual."

Zhou Zhan suddenly had a thought.

At that moment,

he saw something unexpected. Reaching out with his right hand, he felt an object fall into his grasp.

It was a white hair—taken from the arm of the Heaven-Cursed Beast.

He stared at the strand of white hair, his eyes flashing with divine light. Then, his pupils suddenly narrowed slightly.

"Perfect genes?! "

He exclaimed, stunned.

Perfect genes!

This concept, He learned from the Race Artifact—the Book of Life.

According to the information He had at the time, a being possessing perfect genes could, upon reaching adulthood, attain a physique equivalent to that of a Supreme God.

Almost capable of claiming the title of a pseudo-Supreme God.

And such a pseudo-Supreme God possessed a talent far beyond ordinary beings when it came to comprehending laws and grasping will.

In other words—

This pseudo-Supreme God could first elevate his physical form to the level of a Supreme God, and then, after achieving that, turn to studying laws and will!

Thus, through this path, he could become a true Supreme God.

One might say—

A being with perfect genes was, in effect, already walking a celestial path leading directly to the realm of Supreme Godhood.

Zhou Zhan had never imagined.

The Celestial Curse Beast possesses perfect genes!

Then suddenly, His brow furrowed slightly.

Something’s wrong!

Though he had only engaged in a mental clash from an infinite distance, he could still sense that the beast’s divine form had not ascended to the level of a Supreme God—no, at most, it was merely a top-tier Primordial God form.

Perfect genes, yet no evolution into a Supreme God form?

How is this possible?!

"Could it be… the curse of the Supreme Will!"

Zhou Zhan suddenly realized this.

Was it precisely because of the curse of the Supreme Will that the Celestial Curse Beast, despite possessing perfect genes, failed to evolve into a Supreme God form?

He immediately examined the white fur in his hands with meticulous care.

Now, He is not only a divine spirit bound by the Law of the Sovereign, but also one who practices the Supreme Body, in which the Supreme Will itself is being cultivated.

He and the Supreme Will are essentially of the same lineage, sharing a common origin.

Thus, even though He stands far removed from the level of the Supreme Will, upon close observation, He still senses the immense, towering power concealed beneath that white hair—the power of the Supreme Body.

And he faintly perceives that this force emanating from the Supreme Body is truly suppressing the perfect genes of the Heaven-Cursed Beast.

Once this truth dawned upon Zhou Zhan, he did not feel joy, but rather deepened confusion.

At the level of the Supreme Will, should it not be utterly simple to eradicate the Heaven-Cursed Beast?

Then why does He only suppress its evolution, rather than eliminate it outright?

Zhou Zhan pondered for a long time, yet could not fathom the reason.

In the end, he could only conclude that there exists between the Heaven-Cursed Beast and the Supreme Will a secret He does not understand.

He shook his head, deciding to cease further speculation.

Regarding the secret of such existence, it would be wiser not to harbor too much curiosity.

After all, curiosity can kill.

When knowledge is due, when it is possible, He will know it naturally.

Then, with a quiet mind, He glanced at the surrounding chaos deities and divine beings gathering around.

Upon closer inspection—

Oh, wow!

Over fifty chief deities had arrived, of which only about a dozen were chief deities of the Chaos Race, the rest being chief deities of subordinate races allied to the Chaos Race.

Among the true gods, there were no less than fifty thousand.

As for the divine beings, nearly one hundred million had come—most of them being alien deities, only about one-fifth being divine beings of the Chaos Race.

"Good heavens."

"Full mobilization!"

Zhou Zhan stared in amazement.

Yet he remained calm.

Then his expression turned icy.

"What are you doing?"

He spoke coldly.

"Imperial Sovereign of the People!"

A chief god of the Chaos Clan, ranked above the main gods, stepped forward.

His expression was stern, gazing down upon Zhou Zhan with superiority.

"You entered our Chaotic Divine Clan's territory without warning, and killed our chief deity within our very domain."

"You are provoking our Chaotic Divine Clan, aren't you?"

Zhou Zhan stared at him from head to toe, coldly stating,

"Who authorized you to speak to me, a supreme deity, from such a lofty height?"

"Arrogant!"

This chief deity of the Chaotic Divine Clan had never expected Zhou Zhan to say such a thing.

Having long held power, he instantly felt insulted and instinctively prepared to unleash a torrent of curses.

But before he could open his mouth, a thunderous boom echoed.

A pure white bolt of lightning suddenly pierced through the chaotic airflow, shattered the chaotic divine thunder, and descended directly upon the opponent, instantly reducing them to fine powder, dispersing into the chaotic currents.

The supreme and boundless presence descended upon this realm of chaos.

All deities lifted their heads at once.

Before them, suspended above the assembly of gods, emerged a pure white eye, radiating an overwhelming celestial might.

It was the mark of Supreme Will—the Eye of Supreme Power!

The Eye regarded the chaotic god army below with cold, unblinking stillness. As if a single misstep from them—any single wrong word—would be met by the next bolt of supreme thunder, striking them down and scattering their souls into the void.

The chief deity of the Chaotic God Clan felt a surge of terror at this sight.

They had only just now come to realize.

This human lord was no longer merely the former Emperor of the People—now he was also one of the four candidates for Supreme Lordship, a future inheritor of the Supreme Will itself!

To challenge him was to challenge the Supreme Will.

Realizing this, they silently turned their gaze toward the chief deity of the Chaotic Clan who had just been struck down by the Supreme Thunder.

Your death—this way—we cannot even help you.