Doomsday Code

Chapter 1032 Divine Descent

However, at this moment he seemed to have entered a dead end. If he wanted to kill a god, he had to use power of the same level, otherwise he could only seal it.

He couldn't directly kill Chen Cheng, so he needed to suppress Chen Cheng's divine power and turn this new god, who had no sect or faith, into a human.

However, this left him without the power to kill Chen Cheng.

"Old man, have you run out of tricks? If you have none, then come and die."

Chen Cheng snorted coldly, then sheathed his sword, hunched his shoulders, and exhaled, his entire body rumbling with a powerful groan.

In an instant, Chen Cheng's demeanor transformed from that of a scholar into that of a fierce warrior.

Don't forget how Chen Cheng ascended to godhood; his method was derived from traditional ancient martial arts.

Although the existence of extraordinary powers in this world meant that ancient martial arts techniques had not been demonstrated before.

However, this does not mean that Chen Cheng is just an ordinary person without his extraordinary powers.

To Elder Ying and his ilk, he is still considered a near-Core Formation Realm expert.

With a leap and using the strength of the tall trees, Chen Cheng jumped from the ground to the treetop a hundred meters high in just a few swift movements.

The branches beneath his feet swayed slightly. Chen Cheng gathered his energy, leaned forward, and stood in a "two-character clamp sheep horse" stance to stabilize himself, while also preparing to unleash his power at any moment.

If there were any martial arts practitioners here, seeing Chen Cheng climb the tree and stand still in those few steps, they would know that Chen Cheng is definitely a master of ancient martial arts.

Lang Lang had never seen ancient martial arts. The martial arts of this world were still in their first stage, and their progress was interrupted by the emergence of extraordinary powers such as battle qi and magic when they were wrestling with wild beasts.

Therefore, in Lang Lang's view, it is simply impossible for Chen Cheng to be able to climb trees so easily and stand on the treetops as if walking on flat ground.

"How is that possible? You should have no power left. You should just be an ordinary person now. How can you still fly?"

In Lang Lang's view, Chen Cheng is flying, but he's just not flying high enough.

This is similar to what Chen Cheng saw on TV in his previous life: martial arts masters flying over rooftops and scaling walls. Many people didn't know the principle of leveraging force when they were young, and they really thought that martial arts masters could fly.

And that's exactly the situation Lang Lang is in now.

At this moment, Chen Cheng was not in a hurry to make a move, because even if he stood on this hundred-meter-high tree, he was still a long distance away from Lang Lang, and even if he could unleash his power in one place, he could not injure the enemy from such a distance.

Moreover, seeing Lang Lang's terrified expression, Chen Cheng came up with an even better idea.

He put his hands behind his back, looked at Lang Lang with a half-smile on his face, and swayed his body from side to side with the branches under his feet.

"You're too naive to understand my current situation."

At this moment, Chen Cheng said something very pretentious.

Chen Cheng knew that the sarcastic tone of those words was absolutely off the charts, and he would never accept it from Lang Lang, who was clearly a fanatic.

Once he gets close, that will be his death day.

As Chen Cheng predicted, Lang Lang's ambition to come alone to slay the god demonstrates just how arrogant he is.

In his view, from the highest gods to the lowest mortals, there was nothing in the world that could confuse him anymore.

But now Chen Cheng is repeatedly slapping him in the face. First, he used some unknown means to actually eliminate the power of divine punishment.

Then, even after confirming that his strength was sealed, he demonstrated extraordinary flight abilities, which was the biggest mockery and contempt for his confidence.

As Lang Lang's expression became increasingly distorted, he moved closer and closer to Chen Cheng, just as Chen Cheng had expected.

Chen Cheng suddenly exerted his strength when he was less than ten feet away from Chen Cheng.

With a snap, the branch beneath his feet broke as he exerted force, and the large tree beneath him also trembled.

Chen Cheng, on the other hand, moved like a flying arrow, his hands forming eagle claws as he reached for Lang Lang's neck and chest.

With Chen Cheng's current strength, dealing with a fragile mage like Lang Lang would mean there's absolutely no chance of survival if he gets hit.

At the same time, Chen Cheng was not entirely confident in his attack. He was prepared to press the pendant in his arms onto Lang Lang if the attack failed, forcibly severing the seal on him.

However, neither of the two scenarios Chen Cheng had envisioned occurred.

He easily grabbed Lang Lang by the neck, and with a sudden burst of strength, two snapping sounds were heard as Lang Lang's neck and sternum were instantly broken.

Just when he thought it was all over, Lang Lang's body in his hand turned into a bubble and instantly dissipated.

The real Lang Lang was on the treetop of another large tree less than ten meters away from him.

"How is that possible? You should have exhausted your power. How could you still use a clone?"

Chen Cheng, who was being controlled and levitated, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

At that moment, Chen Cheng truly panicked. He hadn't expected that Lang Lang had been acting all along. Could it be that Lang Lang was the kind of pervert who enjoyed torturing people and dragging them from hope into despair?

Otherwise, with his current strength, he could have easily killed me instantly.

No, Chen Cheng looked at Lang Lang's left palm. At this moment, a copy of "The Bible" appeared in Lang Lang's left hand. Chen Cheng could feel a familiar aura from this copy of "The Bible".

"Divine breath? How is this possible? You actually summoned the God of Light to descend."

Chen Cheng's description of "descent" should more accurately be described as possession, but Lang Lang used his identity as a divine messenger to borrow some power from the God of Light.

Although it sounds very powerful, Lang Lang could have easily used such a descent technique before.

However, invoking the gods in this way is not without its price, the most basic of which is lifespan.

Secondly, the longer the time passes and the longer the power descends, the weaker the proof of existence of the one who invoked the god will become, and it may even collapse directly.

The disintegration here is not a physical or spiritual disintegration, but rather the proof of his existence, such as other people's memories of him, which will also be dissolved along with it.

Because the power of the gods is too strong and their level is too high, the harm from direct contact would naturally be very serious.

Even someone like Smoker, who is so powerful that he is only one step away from becoming a true god, still needs to rely on divine artifacts to use his divine power, and dares not directly receive the infusion of divine power.

So Chen Cheng never expected Lang Lang to be so crazy. Even if Lang Lang killed him this time, it would be like killing eight hundred enemies while losing a thousand of his own.

Once word gets out that what happened here, he can forget about ever devouring his remaining Dharma body again.