Lucifer's wings, which had been torn off by the God of Darkness, had already grown back.
But their color was neither pure white nor pure black; instead, it was a chaotic gray.
Surya's pupils trembled slightly, as if he had witnessed something slipping completely out of his control. “The power of chaos...”
“What are you so surprised about?” Lucifer spread his wings, showing off in front of his old father like a peacock displaying its feathers. “Are you afraid?”
Surya's brow furrowed deeply. “How can you use the power of chaos?”
Lucifer smiled and said, “You don't need to worry about that.”
He had once been the radiant morning star, only to fall into the eternal night later.
God had divided the world into light and darkness, yet he insisted on being a king of neither.
Ning Busan instantly perked up.
One look was all it took—this was an ally!
Surya said softly, “If you still wish to see Phoenix, do not stop me.”
Ning Busan's heart instantly went cold.
Lucifiel and Phoenix shared such a deep bond; would this ally suddenly turn into an enemy?
But his worries were unfounded.
Lucifer blocked the way in front of Ning Busan, his twelve massive wings spreading wide to whip up a wild tempest.
“Speaking of pride, you are far more arrogant than I am,” Lucifer sneered. “Just as I am unwilling to change back into Lucifiel, what makes you think Phoenix wants to return to your side?”
“Have you forgotten? Back then... you were the one who abandoned us first.”
Surya possessed extraordinary patience with his eldest son, but too many misunderstandings lay between them, far too many to be cleared up in a few words.
So, a good beating was the only option...
Lucifer and Surya locked in a fierce battle. Black chains and the Dawn Holy Sword clashed and tangled, while the powers of light and chaos collided, nearly swallowing the entire Divine Realm into a warped dimension.
Ning Busan did not idle either, gradually eroding the laws of light within the Divine Realm.
He couldn't help but marvel in his heart—the God of Light was truly formidable!
Even while injured, he still held his ground in a two-on-one fight.
Oh, wait. Now it was three-on-one.
In a situation like this, how could Hecate possibly miss out on the fun?
A tearing pain flared from Surya's third rib. Pitch-black patterns twisted and squirmed, like countless insects gnawing at his flesh.
He frowned, his aura weakening slightly.
Sensing the shift in Surya, Ning Busan and Lucifer naturally intensified their onslaught.
Surya's previous composure vanished, replaced by a flicker of gravity in his eyes.
Ning Busan felt that Surya was in a truly miserable state.
Because the people attacking him now were all those who had once been closest to him.
Talk about being utterly deserted by everyone.
Although the victor had yet to be decided, no one would benefit if this continued.
Ning Busan asked, “Are you still going to stop me?”
Surya fell silent.
No matter how perfect a plan was, accidents and errors were bound to happen. They were inevitable and usually harmless.
But when these mistakes and mishaps piled up all at once, they often led to catastrophic consequences.
Ning Busan had obtained the authority of creation ahead of time.
Without Surya's knowledge, Lucifer had somehow mastered the power of chaos.
Surya himself had been injured in the Ruins Beyond the Boundary, and Hecate's violent stirring was enough to give him a headache.
The situation had completely spiraled out of Surya's control.
If he wanted to force Ning Busan to stay, he would have to pay a steep price, and success was far from guaranteed.
Surya said, “You may leave...”
Ning Busan smiled and said, “Then thank you for showing mercy.”
He was always like this, gloating after getting a sweet deal.
Surya stared at Lucifer, his voice sounding exceptionally weary. “You cannot control the power of chaos. In the end, you will only play with fire and get burned.”
“Play with fire and get burned?” Lucifer's crimson eyes swam with a sticky, dense malice, cold and violent. “Before I am consumed by the flames, I will definitely drag you down with me first.”
Ning Busan pulled back Lucifer, who looked ready to keep fighting, wanting nothing more than to leave immediately. “Let's go, let's go!”
They needed to leave Heaven first.
Still, Ning Busan was truly curious about one thing. “The Silver-Crowned God divided chaos into light and darkness, so chaos should only exist in the Ruins Beyond the Boundary. Lucifer, how can you use the power of chaos?”
“Someone taught me.”
“Who?”
“That's a long story. Back when I was in Hell...”
Ning Busan cut him off. “Wait!”
“What is it?”
Ning Busan stopped in his tracks.
Because he saw another version of himself.
That “Ning Busan” looked exactly like him, as if cast from the same mold, but stood with a stiff posture, resembling a puppet on strings.
Lucifer's eyes widened in shock. “What's going on here?”
Ning Busan's face darkened. “An impostor.”
Without a doubt, this thing had to be the clone he had left in the Ruins Beyond the Boundary.
Hadn't the God of Light already dealt with this clone?
Upon hearing Ning Busan call it an impostor, Lucifer's chain immediately impaled the other “Ning Busan's” body.
The fake “Ning Busan” collapsed.
Lucifer retracted his chain and checked the fake “Ning Busan's” breath, looking highly suspicious. “He died that easily?”
In the next second, the fake “Ning Busan” grabbed Lucifer's hand and slightly curled his lips into an unnaturally stiff smile.
Meeting those pitch-black, cold eyes, Lucifer felt a chilling shiver run up his spine, making his scalp tingle.
He took two steps back, his chain piercing the fake “Ning Busan's” body once more.
But it was useless.
The fake “Ning Busan” was like an immortal monster; his wounds quickly healed again.
Ning Busan clicked his tongue and drew the Jinge Sword, severing the fake “Ning Busan's” head with a clean slice.
To prevent this guy from resurrecting again, Ning Busan sliced him into pieces, then used flames to completely incinerate the remains and any lingering spiritual essence.
If he could still come back to life after this, it would truly defy all logic!
Only after Ning Busan made absolutely sure that the clone was dead and would not rise again did he finally let his guard down.
He thought it was over.
His vigilance gradually waned.
He let out a long sigh of relief.
However...
A sharp pain suddenly exploded in his chest.
Ning Busan looked down and saw a segment of pitch-black chain protruding from his chest, bright red blood slowly dripping from the cold metal.
He could even hear the faint tearing sound of his heart being impaled.
Time seemed to freeze at this very moment.
Ning Busan turned his head with great difficulty. “Lucifer?”
He had been completely off-guard!
This backstab had truly caught him completely by surprise!
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