Cheat God
30. Unexpected Power

The crimson glow of Nirvana still lingered faintly around Liu Chen’s body. The heat of rebirth pulsed through his veins—but his eyes were already fixed on the spear resting beside him.

The Heavenly Devourer Spear.

A divine weapon, born from the spine of a mythical Taotie, carrying ancient will and slumbering fury. It had recognized him, yes—but recognition alone was not enough.

To truly wield it as his own, he needed to brand it with his soul. Only then would the spear obey unconditionally.

With a deep breath, Liu Chen sat cross-legged again, his eyes closing slowly. His golden soul stirred—bright and vast like a divine sun—and from between his brows, a thread of pure soul light floated out, slowly descending toward the spear.

Buzz...

The spear trembled slightly as the soul thread touched it. A low hum echoed through the pit, like a beast awakening from sleep.

Liu Chen’s breathing remained calm. His golden soul carried the might of a unique destiny—far stronger than most cultivators of his realm. And with the Taotie long dead, its resistance was minimal.

The soul thread seeped in smoothly.

Within moments, he felt the link begin to form—a bond of will and essence, tying man and weapon.

But just as he thought it complete—

BOOM!

Suddenly, the spear shook violently, and a terrifying surge of energy burst out!

What?!

From deep within the weapon, endless red-gold blood threads erupted—each thread thick with primordial aura, ancient and wild, as if drawn from the time before heaven and earth had laws.

These blood threads didn’t resist him.

Before he could react, the first wave of primordial blood flooded into him. His chest exploded with heat. His veins swelled and pulsed like thick black rivers. He gasped, spine arching involuntarily.

The spear trembled with glee, as if this was some twisted test.

The blood wasn’t just energy—it was ancient essence, refined by a beast that once stood at the peak of mythical realms. Power meant for a being that devoured worlds.

And now it was all trying to fit inside him.

“Ughhh—!”

He collapsed forward, palms slamming into the ground. Steam rose from his back. His flesh rippled as though something alive was trying to tear its way out.

More blood poured in.

More soul threads followed—shreds of Taotie’s consciousness. Whispers filled his mind. Hunger. Chaos. Devour everything. Rip open the heavens. Even now, dead for millennia, the beast’s instincts clawed at his sanity.

“Shit—this is way more than I expected.”

They merged directly into Liu Chen’s body.

“Ghh—!!”

He gasped.

The blood was scalding hot, thicker than molten steel. It surged through his veins like a tidal wave, crashing against every inch of his body. His bones trembled. His heart pounded like a war drum. His golden soul flared uncontrollably.

And it didn’t stop there.

Behind the blood came faint soul threads—remnants of the Taotie’s ancient will. Not enough to fight him, but enough to shake him to his core. Visions of devouring chaos flashed in his mind. A world of red sky, black ground, and endless hunger.

His muscles bulged. Veins swelled thick and dark. His skin flushed red, glowing from within as if divine fire was pouring out.

“Rrrraaahhh!!”

A roar escaped his throat, beastly and raw.

His control faltered. The blood surged beyond his meridians, threatening to tear him apart from the inside.

The Heavenly Devourer Spear floated above him, surrounded by spiraling crimson-gold flames—as if laughing.

His body twisted, back arching under the pressure. His spirit sea boiled. His bones groaned. Every inch of his flesh screamed for release.

More soul threads followed—shreds of Taotie’s consciousness. Whispers filled his mind. Hunger. Chaos. Devour everything. Rip open the heavens. Even now, dead for millennia, the beast’s instincts clawed at his sanity.

“Shit—this is way more than I expected.”

And then—suddenly—the black veins beneath his skin flared.

BOOM!

The power of the God and Demon Leader Body awakened fully.

Each piece of marrow screamed. His God and Demon Body was absorbing, refining, tearing itself apart, rebuilding. His cells devoured the blood essence with desperation, each one transforming into something closer to divine.

His arms thickened—not grotesquely, but with divine proportion. His heartbeat grew thunderous. His spine let out a series of echoes as each vertebra hardened like dragon bones

His blood wasn’t red anymore—it glowed. Crimson laced with gold.

His skin steamed, peeled, reformed. Muscles coiled with brutal strength, like steel wires twisted with dragon tendons.

A sound like breaking chains echoed from within. His cultivation burst through the bottleneck with a roar.

Spirit Foundation Realm—Initial Stage... Mid-Stage... High Stage!!

The blood from the Taotie had refined his body beyond normal comprehension. His veins now carried divine energy. His bones had become like refined jade infused with the essence of devouring power.

Liu Chen opened his eyes slowly. They weren’t gold anymore—they blazed with molten crimson, like a sun soaked in blood.

He stood.

The ground beneath his feet cracked.

With no spiritual technique, no weapon, no preparation—just a casual step—his mere physical pressure shook the surroundings.

He clenched his fists. He raised his arm slowly, watching red-gold light shine through his skin. His black veins pulsed calmly now, like a sacred rhythm.

Power no longer rampaged inside him.

“…If a peak Spirit Core Realm beast stood before me now… I could crush its skull with one punch.”

His voice was calm—but his heart surged with power.

The Heavenly Devourer Spear now hovered at his side obediently. Its aura had calmed, fully recognizing its new master. A faint pattern resembling a red dragon coiled around the spear’s shaft—his soul mark, now branded deep within the weapon.

Liu Chen exhaled slowly.