After leaving the world of all NPCs

The background of this terrifying furnace is the strange outline formed by the entire galaxy being forcibly twisted and forged.

At the core of the furnace that burned the heavens, a figure stood tall!

His body was stout and burly, his chest covered in scorching flames and sweat, his knotted muscles covered with flowing veins of divinity.

In his right hand, he tightly grasped a forged hammer that was heavier than a mountain.

It crashed down onto the fiercely burning embryo in the center of the furnace, causing the galaxy to tremble.

Ding——! Ding——!! Ding——!!!

The heavy and grand roar penetrated billions of spatial barriers and forced its way into this dark world.

"God-killer...Drifting King! I will tear you into pieces! Tear you into...Ten thousand pieces!!!!!"

Ye Zuochen uttered an "oh" and felt the other party's hatred coming towards him: "Oh, do you and I have any grudges?"

The God of Craftsman suddenly raised the forged object in his hand high up.

It was a platinum-colored stick that had begun to take shape.

Vulkan didn't even cast a glance to confirm the completion of this magic weapon. His eyes were fixed on the scene beyond this distant time and space. All his hatred and rage were melted into this throw!

"How dare you take away the gold chain I gave to my wife, a symbol of love and power!"

He roared, as if using up all his strength, and threw the burning platinum stick in his hand towards the direction where this tributary of destiny appeared.

Woo——!

The heir of the golden cudgel tore through space, carrying Vulkan's immense hatred, with kinetic energy enough to penetrate the stars and terrifying high temperatures that could melt through the continents. Like the core of a falling sun, it slammed heavily towards the dark and silent chessboard below. The shock wave it created had forced cracks into the ground of the chessboard!

Sun Wukong, who had been concentrating on the platinum iron stick, suddenly stomped his foot.

"what!"

He took a step forward, and the residual clouds and mist gathered under his feet exploded instantly. The whole person turned into a divine shadow of molten gold in the scorching sun, and shot up towards the falling platinum giant stick. He stretched out his hand without any tricks and gently grasped it.

Clang——!

The blazing white light seemed to have met its nemesis and suddenly converged inward, and the terrifying divine power around the stick subsided in an instant.

"Good darling, good darling, to have such a handy weapon!"

Sun Wukong landed back on the ground, holding his new weapon.

With a flick of his wrist, two extremely smooth stick flowers were instantly swung out.

Wherever the stick passed, two traces of burning, long-lasting flames were left in the space.

"Melting the essence of the stars, tempering the wrath of the divine craftsman! Although it was hastily made, it is also powerful, heavy, straight, and fierce! It is worthy of me, Old Sun, to attend this meeting! Good! Very good!"

The projection of the God of the Furnace roared furiously, his distorted face blurred by extreme rage, the furnace fire around him exploded completely out of control, and his broken roar was heard in the vortex of fate.

"Godslayer... Godslayer! I will make you..."

Fury brewed in the Forge God's throat.

Ye Zuochen's fingertips pointed to his side and rear without any surprise.

A gray-white stone platform is scattered on the black and white squares on the ground.

The originally pure black background of the few squares around the stone platform was now stained with a shocking divine blood.

At the edge of the pool of blood, a few pieces of broken cloth were scattered randomly.

Golden blood, rubble, wreckage, and ruins depict the scene of a fierce battle that took place not long ago.

Sun Wukong's molten golden pupils swept in the direction Ye Zuochen pointed, and his flaming eyes instantly saw through all the information in the bloody remains.

This is the [Realm of Destiny], which is also a corner of the underworld. For gods like them, it is too easy to know what happened here unless it is deliberately hidden.

[Void Memory] emerges.

The Monkey King's gaze lingered for only a moment, and a rare flash of astonishment crossed his face.

"Hahaha, as expected of a Godslayer, he can actually defeat the goddess of love and beauty in this way!!"

Sun Wukong gave Ye Zuochen a thumbs up of admiration.

In the vortex of fate, Vulkan also saw it.

The projection of the divine body fluctuated violently, like the surface of a lava lake into which a huge rock was thrown, twisting violently and almost exploding from the inside.

“Kill! Kill! Kill—!!!”

"I will burn your soul with divine fire for eternity... Using the stars as anvils and the universe as hammer... I will forge you for eternity... Let your body melt through eternity... Let your bones be shattered for eternity—!"

"God-killing maggots! God-killing maggots!"

"Filth...filth...filth!"

"Venus...ah--!"

The roar was as shrill as the wailing of the entire galaxy, containing pain and shame that the gods could not express in words.

“My divine heart…will bleed for you…throughout eternity…without…rest…Ah——————————!!!!”

The fragments of fate's torrent vanished like rain, and all scenes disappeared.

The final echo of Vulkan's curse reverberated over the cold chessboard, carrying with it the eternal heat of a furnace and the lingering sound of a god weeping blood.

"I'm sorry, Monkey Brother," Ye Zuochen's voice was filled with genuine apology, his eyes falling on Sun Wukong's empty hands, "Your golden cudgel broke in my hand."

Sun Wukong's molten gold eyes glanced at him, and he weighed the platinum club he had just forged from Vulcan's wrath. "Hey! Whether the incredible skills you gave away are treasures or scrap metal is your own fate! I, Sun Wukong, don't care. But if you use it to fight against a worthless weakling, it will truly tarnish my reputation, and even the value of this new club will be reduced!"

"That's not true."

Ye Zuochen chuckled softly, and the next moment, his raised arms suddenly burst into dazzling light.

Wings of light suddenly spread out behind him.

The shape of his arms changed dramatically, and they were instantly covered with fine and tough silver scales. His claws were as sharp as divine weapons, and surging power was flowing under his skin. The arc of his stretched muscles contained a terrifying force that was enough to shatter thousands of feet of mountains and build up a vast ocean!

boom!

Ye Zuochen's figure had transformed into a silver-white comet that tore through the void, and he pounced fiercely towards the Monkey King clad in golden armor.

The fists rotated, without any complicated moves, just pouring out strength.

As the fist blew past, the space groaned as if it could not bear the weight, and the black and white chessboard was squeezed into cracks by the invisible pressure.

"Well done!"

Sun Wukong roared wildly, and the platinum stick in his hand swelled up in the wind, turning into a burning white galaxy, and smashed down hard towards the silver dragon fist without any fancy moves.

clang--!

The materialized shock wave swept across the world like a destructive hurricane. The ground of the chessboard was no longer cracked, but shattered into large pieces and turned into powder.

The aftermath of the first attack had not yet dissipated, and two figures were already fiercely fighting each other in the center of the explosion!

The silver-white fist shadow and the burning platinum stick shadow intertwined and collided wildly.

Sun Wukong's movements were as fast as lightning, and the shadow of his stick could not penetrate even water. Sometimes it was as heavy as a mountain pressing down on one's head, and sometimes it was as nimble as a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

The silver scales covering Ye Zuochen's arms flew out dazzling sparks with every collision. His strength was unparalleled, his fists opened and closed wildly, and he used the most brutal posture to confront the divine weapon that was a fusion of the essence of the stars and the hatred of the master craftsman.

Clang clang!

The air was repeatedly struck, erupting in a series of thunders, and the spatial structure of the chessboard wailed under the sheer violence of these two beings.

In a blink of an eye, thousands of clashes have completely transformed this area into a boiling furnace of divine power.

"Great! This kid really didn't let me down!" During the fierce fight, the molten gold fire in Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly surged, and he let out a long roar that shook the world, "Change!"

Golden light surged, and in an instant, a golden statue with three heads and six arms suddenly appeared, standing tall and upright.

The three faces all had blood-red eyes that looked like molten gold, their eyes wide open with anger, looking down upon the world.

Six muscular arms danced like wind and thunder, and six big hands were tightly holding six platinum sticks burning with the same hot white flames.

Six giant sticks stirred up the wind and clouds, instantly weaving an impenetrable web of destruction.

The shadows of the sticks overlapped like six roaring white lava pythons, completely blocking all the space around Ye Zuochen in all directions, up and down, left and right.

One hit kill!

The Steel God's power, which he uses specifically to kill his enemies, emerges.

If you touch it, you will be injured; if you touch it, you will die.

Endless destructive blows poured down like a galaxy, crashing down towards Ye Zuochen in the center.

The chessboard space of a hundred feet in radius was completely turned into a chaotic paste, and no rules existed.

Facing this terrifying stick formation, a golden thread appeared in Ye Zuochen's heart.

"--May the broken blade protect him and grant him the decisive moment--"

Sakura's projection appeared, and her golden elixir instantly became enlightened, slashing out with a knife that froze the space.

Om-!

Ye Zuochen appeared out of thin air high above the majestic three-headed, six-armed image of Sun Wukong.

[Qingming Creation Talisman] returned to his body, and his body was filled with blue-gold flames, and a sense of absolute freedom emerged from his body, not being bound by gravity or space.

The silver arms were raised again, and with clenched fists, he fiercely attacked the six-armed golden body that was stirring up the wind and clouds below!

"Hey! You're so quick!"

The head in the middle of Sun Wukong grinned, and the six arms continued to swing their sticks without stopping, while the other two heads suddenly spewed out an extremely hot golden-red breath into the air.

The moment the breath left his mouth, the countless golden hairs attached to it stood upright as if they had life.

Puff puff puff puff——!

The sound was as dense as a sudden rain hitting banana leaves, and every hair was changing at the moment of separation. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of "Monkey Kings" who were exactly the same as Sun Wukong, holding burning platinum sticks, densely packed the entire sky.

Each of them exuded a strong fluctuation of divine power and a rebellious fighting spirit, turning into a surging golden-red frenzy, crushing towards the only silver-white figure in the air.

The shadows of sticks were like a forest, and murderous aura filled the sky, trying to completely submerge Ye Zuochen.

"—Wherever my arm strikes, the stars shatter like glass. This is the iron hammer that punishes the heavens for those who betray the gods—"

Facing the sudden influx of monkeys, Ye Zuochen's arm changed instantly, turning into a huge white dragon head that suddenly emerged from it!

As soon as the arrogant head appeared, he brought with him a terrifying momentum that could shatter billions of stars and crush the eternal sky. He completely ignored the external stick shadows that were pouring in from the sky, and rushed forward fiercely towards the densely packed golden and red figures with an extremely brutal attitude.

Click!

The space was like a fragile glass mirror, shattering into pieces in front of the Head of Arrogance.

Countless bodies did not even utter a scream. Once they came into contact with the destructive impact range of the dragon head, they were like hot wax thrown into a furnace, instantly vaporizing and disintegrating.

The dense explosions merged into a suffocating roar, and the golden and red figures disappeared in groups like waves of wheat crushed by an invisible giant wheel.

All the stick shadows in the sky turned into empty spots of light!

boom!

The arrogant dragon head, determined to crush everything, continued to charge towards the three-headed, six-armed body of Sun Wukong with the remaining power to destroy the world.

"Break it for me!"

The six arms holding the giant platinum stick suddenly closed together at the critical moment.

The muscles in Sun Wukong's six arms surged like mountains, all his strength and divine power were poured into the burning platinum stick in his hands, and then - swept it out!

The stick comes out!

A platinum light streak, so brilliant and destructive that it is impossible to describe in words, split the chaotic battlefield, ignoring the close distance, as if it had existed since the beginning of the world, and slashed fiercely at the arrogant head that was crushing it!

Click!

The arrogant head, which condensed the power to crush stars, was like an ice block thrown into the core of purgatory the moment it was struck by platinum lightning. Starting from the point of contact, dense white cracks like spider webs emerged.

The cracks spread rapidly, instantly covering the entire huge dragon head.

The next moment, it was like billions of pieces of white glass shattering at the same time, and the head of arrogance exploded.

Sun Wukong's huge three-headed, six-armed form was pushed back several steps by the recoil force, plowing deep grooves on the melted chessboard ground.

"Hahahahaha! So satisfying! So satisfying! Boy, I, Sun, acknowledge your skill! But I traded my Dinghai Shenzhen Iron for these three axes of yours? You killed a god and snatched this little...skill?"

The huge stick head pointed at Ye Zuochen from a distance.

"Of course...it's more than that."