Ch 227: Exploding the North American Pantheon’s Gold Coins!

Quetzalcoatl is roaring and howling, his body emitting a tangible solar radiance, constructing a strange domain that forcibly disperses the other native gods.

Although suppressed, Quetzalcoatl’s essence is still far superior to the other native gods, just like Vast Heaven in its prime was to the other Heavenly Court deities, almost like two different life forms.

If Quetzalcoatl were to strike decisively, he could naturally sweep through…

However, the native gods ultimately submit to the power of his North American pantheon… In this situation, the more conscious he is, the less likely he is to strike, and the more painful it becomes.

After several rounds of contention, Quetzalcoatl let out a mournful cry, then soared into the heavens, with wisps of divine light flickering.

“…Preparing to enter the North American pantheon’s divine realm?” A hint of joy appeared in Chu Mo’s eyes. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. The Space Ancestral Sorcery was activated to its limit at this moment, capturing that spatial coordinate.

Subsequently, a terrifying divine light bloomed from Chu Mo’s body. He took a step, following the disappearing Quetzalcoatl, and directly arrived at a mystical world.

Here, ancient trees stood thousands of meters tall, more like wooden mountains than trees, with lush branches and leaves that blotted out the sky.

“Roar!” Quetzalcoatl sensed Chu Mo’s aura and, enraged at this moment, issued a sharp cry to the sky, as if summoning something.

Streams of terrifying divine auras rapidly swirled toward this place.

Those are the top gods of the North American pantheon!

Chu Mo had already noticed that the gods in the lower realm were not very strong. The essence of their power, at most, was only at the Heavenly Immortal First or Second Realm, or even Earth Immortal Eighth or Ninth Realm… Perhaps because even if they fell into the mortal world, they would be suppressed to the Earth Immortal Fifth Realm anyway, so the top ones, except for Quetzalcoatl, didn’t bother to go down.

But entering the Heavenly Realm is a different matter. Especially with Quetzalcoatl, as the main god of North America, issuing a summons!

“Then! I should also get a little more serious.” Chu Mo stretched his body, and violent energy was unleashed at this moment, as if the entire world had turned into a golden ocean.

That is the power of the White Emperor. Perhaps because it was tainted with some of Day’s attributes, Chu Mo felt that when this power returns to the main world and condenses into a Heroic Spirit Skill, it would most likely become Heavenly Gold-level.

With Chu Mo’s foundation at this moment, the terror of unleashing such a decisive move is unimaginable.

Quetzalcoatl issued another sharp cry, but now, only fear remained in his voice. He transmitted divine thought fluctuations, “…Run!”

However, it was already too late.

The power belonging to Day is spreading… Like a dimensionality reduction strike, these top North American gods have no power to resist.

One god after another falls at this moment. Like smoke, like rain!

Chu Mo breathed, his expression unchanged. At this moment, he awakened the Heroic Spirit and used the God-Seizing Method. One divine authority after another merged into his body. At the same time, countless souls merged into the Blood River faintly visible behind him…

His Doors of Time’s lifespan balance is rapidly soaring.

“…Allocate points!”

【In the tenth year, you successfully digested a large number of divine authorities, you awakened the Supernatural Power: Earth Dragon, you awakened the Supernatural Power: Indian Mountain God, you awakened the Supernatural Power…】

【In the hundredth year, you successfully digested Quetzalcoatl’s authority, you awakened the Great Power: Sun.】

“…It actually only took such a short time?” Chu Mo retracted the golden divine light into his body, dispelled the Heroic Spirit Transformation, and was somewhat puzzled. Before, digesting and merging took thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

After closing his eyes and sensing for a moment, realization dawned in Chu Mo’s heart. “I see, compared to the Divine Province pantheon, the North American pantheon… their authorities are simpler, even if their essence is strong… so digesting them is also easier!”

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“Although, according to what I knew in the past, by the time Europe came to North America… Quetzalcoatl’s pantheon would either be destroyed or barely survive… But, I’m afraid that even in its prime, if it really fought against those European pantheons, it would be defeated.”

Chu Mo was filled with emotion. Even if the energy scale is the same, fighting would be like fully armed armored soldiers fighting unarmed savages. They only have energy left… without all kinds of methods to push that energy to its limit.

“However, there should still be other gods in the divine realm!” After a little thought, Chu Mo entered the Heroic Spirit Transformation state again, summoning Quetzalcoatl and the other North American gods he had killed, “Go… go find the gods still in this divine realm! Let them bow to me… or, you bind them, and I will grant them death.”

Quetzalcoatl nodded expressionlessly, issued a sharp cry, and rushed toward the surroundings. Many gods followed closely behind…

It is very clear that Chu Mo has stripped the minds of this group of North American gods, purely using them as puppets…

With a thought, Chu Mo returned to the mortal world again, muttering softly, “But speaking of which… I can’t maintain the Heroic Spirit state all the time to give them energy support, so if they fight… Well, they probably won’t experience any intense battles in the divine realm? Then I estimate that replenishing them once every ten days or half a month should be enough! And it should only need to be replenished once or twice, and the divine realm should be clean.”

He glanced at the many gods who were still roaring and fighting, bewitched by Buddhist teachings. He activated the Heroic Spirit state, then killed them all… allowing his lifespan to soar again.

“…A wave of sudden wealth.” Chu Mo looked at his lifespan, which had exceeded seven billion, and smiled happily, but he didn’t feel too surprised.

If he were to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Court’s divine realm as well, he believed that he could obtain a lifespan far exceeding this number. After all, the Divine Province pantheon’s gods, whether in terms of power or number, far exceed the North American pantheon…

However, if those people submit to him, he wouldn’t have to do such a thing…

Not to mention that he is already at the peak of the world, and the marginal effect of a huge lifespan will gradually decrease for him… Just talking about it, really offending a large number of gods like this, and then returning to the main world to awaken Heroic Spirits… the consequences are simply unimaginable!

North America… anyway, it’s far away! Not a big problem. Or rather… by the time the North American gods really come knocking, he will probably have grown to the point where he can sweep through those gods…

“Next…” Chu Mo continued eastward. His next target is naturally the European pantheon.

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Several days later.

Chu Mo, who had crossed the Atlantic Ocean and was standing on the earth again, frowned tightly. He turned his head and stared at the pitch-black ocean.

“I don’t know why… Even though it’s far smaller than the Pacific Ocean, it gives me a very bad feeling! Even though the Pacific Ocean…”

Of course, Chu Mo, who had sensed something wrong before, naturally sensed and tested it as soon as possible, but in the end, he didn’t detect any problems. However, in Chu Mo’s eyes, this seemed even more abnormal!

“Forget it!” Shaking his head, Chu Mo remained expressionless. If he couldn’t figure it out, he wouldn’t think about it.

He stretched his body and released a terrifying aura. The void was distorted. This was a provocation.

However, after a long time, not a single European god manifested before him.

“???”

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