The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 921: Is This Power Called a Rising Deity?

Chapter 921: Chapter 921: Is This Power Called a Rising Deity?

The others’ expressions changed abruptly, their gazes suddenly became grave.

While newly ascended deities possess Divine Power, they haven’t fully mastered it and can only learn gradually over time.

But it’s completely different if they devour the Divine Power of another deity.

For someone like Xu Yourong, the outside Divine Power she devoured would merge and refine inside her body.

The power that belongs to a deity would also develop due to the stimulation of the outside Divine Power!

Xu Yourong’s power had become comparable to a mature deity who had lived for hundreds of years!

"To think of using a deity as material, to hunt a deity as prey, one must pay the corresponding price,"

Divine Power shrouded around Xu Yourong, a bone-chilling cold blanketing the entire peak of Mount Everest as fierce winds and snow erupted!

"All of you... die for this deity!"

Xu Yourong spread her arms, the surging chill howling like ocean waves, slamming directly towards the several people!

Seeing this, the white-haired man urgently shouted, "Stop fooling around! Go all out!"

Upon hearing this, a torrent of Illusionary Light burst forth from the group, clashing with the absolute zero cold.

Boom!

Deafening explosions echoed, as invisible air waves instantly spread from the summit.

The surrounding snow was shaken by this force, rustling as it fell.

Nearby peaks even spurred massive avalanches, with majestic waves of snow roaring down, like rivers flowing in reverse!

"Holy shit, what’s happening?"

"An avalanche?"

"I don’t know, do avalanches happen in this season?"

The nearby climbers all exclaimed in shock, with those still ascending hurrying down the mountain, afraid of being caught in the calamity.

Tens of kilometers away from Mount Everest, Ning Fan was advancing with a climbing team.

He had planned to reach Mount Everest at the fastest speed, but midway, he felt the bottleneck in his cultivation level loosening ever so slightly.

Plus, the sense of crisis in his heart hadn’t reappeared, so he relaxed a bit.

Moreover, it was the climbing season, and there were too many tourists, so even with his speed, he couldn’t hide from these people.

He simply disguised himself as an ordinary backpacker, proceeding with a climbing team.

"Human climbing is an expression of courage and conquest. As the world’s highest peak, we should be even more eager to climb Mount Everest!"

The captain of the climbing team walked at the front, raising his arm and calling out passionately and fervently.

The climbers behind him responded enthusiastically, their faces flush with the youthful vigor of hot blood.

Ning Fan followed beside them, his face indifferent.

As he walked, he suddenly paused, frowning towards the front.

"What’s wrong?"

The teammate beside him asked with concern upon noticing.

Ning Fan looked up at the distant Mount Everest—at this distance, he couldn’t see clearly what was happening.

But he could feel the constant vibrations from the ground.

And that surging power erupting from the top of Mount Everest.

Being too far, he could only sense the fluctuation of Divine Power.

"Could it be that Yourong’s cultivation has improved?"

The cultivation of a deity is not static; it can also grow.

Last time, after he killed those two deities, all the Divine Power was left to Xu Yourong, so it was inevitable that her strength increased.

"It’s nothing. I suggest you firmly hold onto something nearby; you might lose your footing soon," Ning Fan said indifferently.

The climbers were stunned, but before they could recover, intense shaking started beneath their feet.

"Damn it! Is it an earthquake?"

"No, when has Mount Everest ever had quakes?"

"Quick, quick, quick! Grab onto something!"

"I’ve lived long enough, but it’s my first time experiencing an earthquake near Mount Everest."

As they were in an open area, they didn’t worry about anything falling on them.

After a while, the shaking gradually ceased, and the climbers released their grips, still shaken.

"How did you know there would be vibrations?" one climber asked Ning Fan out of curiosity, finding it amazing.

"I can tell fortunes," Ning Fan replied indifferently.

"Really? Do mine!"

"Make way, make way, I’m first!"

"Master, can you see if I will get rich?"

The climbers immediately stopped their ascent and crowded around Ning Fan, bombarding him with questions one after another.

Atop Mount Everest, it was already a total mess.

The formidable power had blown away the years of accumulated snow on the peak, even leveling the summit, shortening its height.

But from a distance, the difference didn’t seem too great.

Amidst the haze of flying white snow, the white-haired man slowly stood up, coughing forcefully twice, spewing out a breath of blood.

Not far from him, the other people also crawled out from the snow that covered them.

Differing from their earlier composed demeanor, they now appeared somewhat disheveled.

After absorbing the power of two deities and the inherent strength of Xu Yourong, the unleashed divine technique’s power reached an extraordinarily terrifying level.

"Damn, that was too exaggerated," the thin man said, still shaken, "I was almost severely injured."

The fat man’s usually jovial smile had completely vanished: "The intel from the organization must be wrong, is this what they call a newly ascended deity?"

The red-haired woman was also visibly annoyed: "We’d be dead by now if we weren’t well-prepared!"

The black-haired woman and the man with glasses didn’t say much, but their gaze towards the depths of the white snow became extremely grave.

That instant when Xu Yourong unleashed the full force of absolute zero far surpassed the limits of the Formation they had set up.