Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

"You probably haven't fought with the Dark Night and Concealing God, have you?"

"I clashed with the Time and Space God, but I never found traces of the Dark Night God."

"So you mean, you've never fought each other?"

"No. Since there is no way to find him, how can we determine who is stronger?" Celeos said, with a hint of regret.

Guang Tongchen nodded:

"So, it's actually possible that you can't defeat the Dark Night and Concealing God."

"..."

The conversation between one person and a demigod shifted control imperceptibly.

Celeos stated:

"My strength is not inferior to any of the old gods, except the Time and Space God."

In Celeos's view, this was the truth. When he had challenged the universally acknowledged strongest of the old gods, the Time and Space God... he was still a demigod body.

But his performance was already not inferior to many of the new gods who had completed their Divine Endowment.

Even old gods like the God of Strength and Destruction might not have performed better in their first challenge against the big brother.

Once he completed his Divine Endowment, Celeos would grow even more powerful. Moreover, after the twilight of the gods, his understanding of "cutting" had dramatically improved.

His realm had already advanced to a height many new gods could only dream of.

Therefore, once he finished Divine Endowment and officially became the "God of Blade and Cutting," Celeos's strength would be truly immeasurable.

"But how can you prove it?"

Guang Tongchen gradually found the feeling of Zhou Baiyu.

That shameless feeling, really quite refreshing.

Previously, when a strong person imparted skills to a weaker one, the latter had to kneel and accept.

But now, if it were Zhou Baiyu, he would probably act like an interviewer, posing various questions:

"How do you compare to the God of Differences and Entertainment in terms of competitive advantages? How do you think you can help me rise in the next few years after replacing him? Are you willing to work overtime to guide me?"

"Do you mind if I seek out several gods at the same time? Can the Divine Imprint be custom designed by followers?"

"Do you support a probationary period? Is this black long sword a secret treasure of the gods? Would it be possible for my company to use it for three months?"

"Why did you abandon your last follower? What qualifications do you expect from a follower? How much progress should one make each month?"

For some reason, perhaps because the imitation was too deep.

Guang Tongchen seemed to have imagined the experience of Zhou Baiyu interviewing Celeos.

Very cheeky, but useful.

Guang Tongchen couldn't be that cheeky, but he had clarified a principle:

"If you have never clashed with the Dark Night and Concealing God, then who is stronger between you two remains an unknown."

He boldly stepped forward, confronting the cut hanging over his head from Celeos.

This cut seemed unable to fall any longer.

Guang Tongchen defiantly said:

"If that's the case, how can you be sure that by abandoning my path of inheritance and embracing your path of faith, I would definitely become stronger than before?"

"Just because you are currently the strongest in this world? But this world does not have gods."

If this was said to someone else, it might not be effective.

But for the proud Celeos, known as the strongest under heaven, these words were useful.

Yes, this world does not have gods.

The best in a village, when moving to the county, might just be average.

A demigod might be invincible among humans, but in the Divine Realm?

"How would you like me to prove it?"

"If the gods have truly become mere rules, and we, the forerunners, are subject to these rules, then you should challenge the rules," Guang Tongchen replied.

He pointed at the sword.

"Defeat the Dark Night and Concealing God, using the rules to overwrite the rules and sever my inheritance—that I can accept. But if you want to directly sever my inheritance here, I can neither accept nor reject; however, in my heart, I will always feel that you fear the Dark Night and Concealing God."

These words were a direct strike to the heart.

"I have already learned Five Senses Deprivation, mastered Invisible, mastered Dark Night Descending... In my domain, I am already very powerful. Though I am an ant compared to you, how do I know that becoming your follower won't make me even less than an ant?"

"Of course, I have no choice; you hold the knife, and I the fish waiting to be cut."

Guang Tongchen calmly faced Celeos, as if waiting for that inheritance-severing cut to fall.

He wasn't sure if Celeos would actually bring down the cut forcefully.

But even if it came down forcefully, it would leave a thorn, stuck in the other's heart.

Should this cut be made?

Celeos hesitated.

A person who believes in "Blade and Cutting" should never hesitate or show indecisiveness.

Every judgment should be made as cleanly and decisively as a cut.

But at this moment, Celeos had a premonition that if he were to strike down with his sword, Guang Tongchen would not be tarnished... but he himself would be.

It was as if by bringing the sword down, he had, in his mind, already lost to the Dark Night and Concealing God.

The moment of hesitation did not last long, for Celeos was, after all, someone who made his cuts decisively.

Suddenly, his enthusiasm surged, as if he had found a new goal.

Guang Tongchen could feel that the murderous intent around him had dissipated, but what replaced it was an aura he had never experienced before.

The aura was like a storm. His sniper's frock coat fluttered noisily in the wind.

"The Dark Night God has a fine disciple. I think I understand now what I need to do,"

"Thank you, Guang Tongchen, right? I will remember your name."

Celeos withdrew his slash.

For the first time in his life, he had gathered the intent to cut, yet ultimately chose not to strike with his blade.

But he was grateful to Guang Tongchen for making him realize the cost of that slash.

Thus, even if he were to be defeated by the Dark Night and Concealing God in the future, he would not feel that he had misled his follower.

This most potent cut of the legacy was, in effect, neutralized head-on by Guang Tongchen.

Celeos did not feel defeated, nor did he feel contradicted; on the contrary, he seemed to become more forthright.

He tossed the black sword in his hand.

This blade that had slain gods now landed in Guang Tongchen's hands.

Light as if it were nothing. The blackest of divine treasures, dark and decisive.

"Take it, you need not worship it. But even as a mere weapon, it is absolutely a divine weapon, far better than the scrap metal you had before,"

After Zhou Baiyu had told Guang Tongchen about the divine treasures, he had asked Ji Ye.

Ji Ye had told him that the corrupted kind or demon clan, wishing to undergo Divine Enthronement, must have a divine treasure.

But now, the divine treasure was in Guang Tongchen's hands.

So how would Celeos undergo Divine Enthronement?

"Without this weapon, how will you undergo Divine Enthronement?"

Celeos smiled and said:

"What's essentially needed for Divine Enthronement is not the divine treasures, but something that can carry the Divine Embryo. Basically, only the divine treasures can achieve this."

"But that is for those inferior gods."

"I once cut off a novelist's desire for a woman, and to retaliate, he wrote in his story about reaching a state 'carrying no sword in hand, but wielding a blade in heart.'"

"I've always wondered, what kind of state that is, I could never part from this dark blade."

"But then, through numerous life and death trials, I gradually realized that the divine treasures are just an external thing."

"Guang Tongchen, the blade in your hand was broken by me, yet you became sharper, didn't you?"

When Celeos asked this, Guang Tongchen had already understood.

At this moment, Guang Tongchen felt a profound respect in his heart.

Celeos said:

"Now, the sword in my hand has been broken too. I will go to a place to unsheathe another sword, one I've honed for many years."

Guang Tongchen said:

"The edge of this blade will surely astonish the entire world."

In Celeos's eyes, the divine treasures were but scrap metal; so how extraordinarily sharp must the blade that he had honed for many years, using himself as the sword, be?

"I should have shown you my strength, but this is Longxia. If I were to undergo Divine Enthronement here, you would face an enemy far too powerful,"

Celeos turned to leave, and his last words echoed between heaven and earth:

"But in the future, you will see the edge I reveal among the gods."

If Guang Tongchen had not acknowledged Celeos before, now he thoroughly recognized his merit.

By accepting the sword, he was effectively accepting to become Celeos's disciple,

But Celeos also did not sever Guang Tongchen's legacy.

At this point, the mutual recognition of master and disciple did not seem to reveal its significance.

Yet, as he gazed at the black blade, Guang Tongchen speculated that before long, the Advanced World would experience an event of great impact.

And perhaps, one day in the future, the "Power of Blade and Cutting"... might descend upon himself in some unimaginable way.

As Celeos's figure vanished, Guang Tongchen stared in the direction where the figure had disappeared, standing for a long time.