Chapter 163: Julian the God-Desecrator

The Roar of the Twelve Zodiacs!!

Centered around Feng Zhe, the battle formation of the twelve holy flames gathered, and his Cosmo burned fiercely, instantly pushing his Seventh and Eighth Senses straight to the peak of the Ninth Sense.

Under the enhancement of the Ninth Sense, the Altar Cloth turned entirely gold, its durability now rivaling that of a Gold Cloth.

Accompanied by the echoing roar of the Twelve Zodiacs, a colossal wave of energy erupted from the center of the formation and blasted straight ahead.

Apollo, the Sun God, who had initially looked down upon him with disdain, was forced to use both hands to take the brunt of this ultra-powerful energy wave.

If Athena's Exclamation was a trinity battle formation, then the Roar of the Twelve Zodiacs was unquestionably the ultimate ultimate technique that Gold Saints could ever unleash.

The formidable shockwave caused the Solar Gates to shudder. Even Apollo's God Cloth began to emit white smoke, a clear testament to the immense power of this energy.

Just as Apollo thought victory was his, Feng Zhe let out another soft shout.

Interdimensional Barrier!!

The soul of the Sun God Apollo seemed as though it was about to float right out of his God Cloth, when a massive pulling force violently yanked him out.

The moment Apollo's soul emerged, it laid eyes upon a portal—a gateway capable of banishing even gods to another dimension.

Only when the brilliant light faded and the interdimensional portal closed did Feng Zhe let out a long sigh of relief.

Executing two consecutive ultra-powerful ultimate techniques had completely drained Feng Zhe's Cosmo; the situation moments ago had been terrifyingly close.

Had he not pushed his Cosmo to the peak of the Ninth Sense, Feng Zhe would never have been able to pull off such a feat.

Yet at that very moment, Apollo's soulless physical body suddenly twitched, followed by a low, cold chant.

Ultimate Solar Flare!!

Before Feng Zhe, the scene suddenly erupted like a exploding sun. The intense radiance caused the entire Heavenly Realm to shudder, forcing even Athena, far away in the Temple of Hera, to divide her attention toward the distant horizon.

Hera chuckled and said, "To push Apollo to such a state, Athena's mortal representative truly possesses extraordinary strength."

Athena attempted to use her divine power to intervene, but Hera's scepter had already struck...

In the midst of this gigantic solar explosion, all techniques were rendered useless; this was an absolute force capable of destroying even deities.

Time Stop!!

Time Severance!!

Dimensional Leap!!

Executing three divine powers of time in rapid succession, Feng Zhe tried to escape, only to find the shadow of the sun enveloping every direction.

"It is futile! Even a god is as fragile as an ant before this kind of attack. God-slayer, prepare to meet your end!"

Apollo's voice echoed like the tolling bell of a terminal judgment.

Nearby, Prometheus, who had been quietly watching the battle, knew that the god-slayer before him was doomed.

Just as he turned to leave, his body suddenly jolted, locking up as if he had lost all ability to move.

The next instant, his divine vessel was violently dragged directly into the epicenter of the solar explosion.

"What?! No!!"

Following the cataclysmic solar explosion, Prometheus, the strategist of the Heavenly Realm, was blown to absolute smithereens.

Meanwhile, Feng Zhe materialized right where Prometheus had been standing, cold sweat dripping down his face.

What Feng Zhe had just employed was his ultimate trump card—an absolute technique he had only ever used once before: Death Transfer!

The execution of this supreme technique came with a strict condition: the target's divine power had to be roughly on par with Feng Zhe's, or rather, it could only substitute his physical divine vessel.

By pure coincidence, Prometheus happened to be within his line of sight, allowing him to forcefully yank him over using his divine power.

Apollo was clearly caught off guard, never expecting that the god-slayer, cornered in certain death, would manage to substitute himself out.

"Your good fortune ends here."

The next moment, the entire Temple of the Sun burst into roaring flames.

Feng Zhe knew he had been trapped within the domain of the Sun God Apollo; even his dimensional leaps were now rendered impossible.

An unprecedented crisis descended upon him, leaving Feng Zhe truly trapped with no wings to fly.

Right at that critical juncture, the voice of Julian, the Emperor of the Sea, rang out.

"Feng Zhe, I can help you survive this crisis. In return, however, you must do me a favor."

Feng Zhe paused for a fraction of a second. With no other options left, he blurted out, "Whatever it is, I agree."

"Straightforward!"

Instantly, the entire burning Temple of the Sun was suddenly overwhelmed by an oppressive surge of ocean pressure.

Apollo frowned, immediately witnessing an endless torrent of seawater pouring forth from the Marine Domain.

"A mere Emperor of a mortal world dares to meddle in my affairs!"

Yet, before Apollo's divine might, the endless waves of seawater evaporated rapidly. Despite the torrential deluge, not a single drop could breach the Temple of the Sun.

At that moment, Julian, the Emperor of the Sea, materialized directly before the Sun God Apollo. With a gentle touch upon Apollo's body, he caused the god's pupils to contract violently.

Vector Control!!!

The formidable Sun God Apollo watched in horror as his physical body began to rapidly undergo irreversible death.

"This... this ability?!"

Feng Zhe instantly recognized the technique. Wasn't this the supernatural power of Accelerator from A Certain Scientific Railgun?

Any body touched by this power would instantly suffer death—a terrifyingly lethal ability.

Could this ability truly kill a god?

As Apollo's body succumbed to an irreversible death, his powerful soul was forcefully driven out.

"So you are also a god-slayer?!"

Only then did Apollo realize that the truly formidable god-slayer was not that Altar Saint, but the Sea Emperor Poseidon standing before him.

No! Julian, the Emperor of the Sea.

Julian smiled gently at him and said, "Go back and tell the others to wash their necks and wait. The Lord of Demons has returned, and your good days are coming to an end!"

"The Lord of Demons!!"

Terror washed over Apollo's face as if confronted by his greatest nightmare.

With a single punch, Julian shattered Apollo's physical body to pieces, leaving behind only the empty Sun God Cloth.

As the dust settled, Feng Zhe asked with lingering curiosity, "Who is the Lord of Demons?"

Julian chuckled softly, "Number One. That is his codename—the Lord of Demons!"

"Then what is your codename?"

"Just the Sea Emperor."

Seeing Feng Zhe's continued incomprehension, Julian smiled, "When you truly ascend to godhood, you will naturally understand."

Julian then added, "Let me give you a piece of advice: never invest genuine emotions within the Demonic Realm, or you will never be able to escape from it."

With those words, Julian vanished from the Temple of the Sun.

"No genuine emotions?"

Feng Zhe instantly grasped the implication. The reason one had to enter the Demonic Realm was to harvest faith and augment divinity in pursuit of an early ascension to godhood.

If one were to develop genuine emotions, karmic bonds would form, shackling one's hands and feet. How could a god ever ascend under such burdens?

Feng Zhe's eyes suddenly transformed into the two-tomoe Sharingan, spinning back and forth.

"That world values bonds above all else. Julian was unwilling to become deeply entangled, which is why he made this trade with me."

Just as Feng Zhe was about to move forward, he realized he had forgotten to ask Julian what exactly he wanted him to do.

This favor was going to be difficult to repay!

Feng Zhe could only let out a heavy sigh.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Athena, having entered the Temple of Hera, was wounded by the powerful Queen of Heaven, Hera.

Hera gazed at Seiya from the earthly realm and attempted to taunt him further. Provoked to anger, Seiya prepared to charge at Hera.

Athena hurriedly stopped him, declaring that this battle belonged to her alone.

Drawing forth the Scepter of the Goddess of Victory and donning her God Cloth, she struck Hera down to the ground.

Without pausing, Athena and Seiya pressed forward, entering the Temple of Zeus where Zeus resided.

Hera had never wished to see Zeus and Athena engage in a bloody conflict between father and daughter, yet everything now seemed utterly inevitable.