The Goddess of Light walked forward with divine fury, her colossal form towering over the broken landscape of the Celestial Realms. Golden light radiated from her like a second sun. She raised her massive divine sword high, its blade glowing with purifying holy fire, and swung it down with the intent to cut Feng's neck in half.
At that exact moment —
A violent surge of purple lightning erupted from Feng's body.
The cosmic energy exploded outward like a black storm, slamming into the Goddess with overwhelming force. She was blasted backward, her colossal form crashing into one of the few remaining divine walls that still stood. The impact shattered the marble and sent cracks spreading across the entire structure. The Goddess spat out golden divine blood and fell to one knee, her expression shifting from rage to genuine shock.
Feng slowly stood up.
The Cosmic Trident Spear in his hand began to glow with intense purple light. Then, without warning, the trident started to merge with his body.
The black shaft dissolved into swirling darkness and lightning, flowing into Feng's form. A powerful black armor materialized around him, covering his entire body in sleek, living plates of cosmic darkness. The armor was elegant yet terrifying — sharp edges, glowing purple runes, and constant arcs of violet lightning dancing across its surface. A mask formed over his mouth and nose, completing the transformation. The purple lightning that emerged from the armor was so intense and terrifying that the very air around him distorted.
The trident had disappeared forever.
It had merged completely with Feng, transforming into this new battle armor — a living weapon born from the fusion of the Ancient Evil God's power and Feng's own soul.
Many gods, goddesses, and angels who had been watching the fight from a safe distance were now staring in stunned horror and disbelief. Their divine faces showed fear for the first time in eons.
In the distant Octagram hall, the Demon Lords watched the projection in complete silence, their usual confidence momentarily shaken by the sight of Feng's new form.
Feng stood tall in the black armor, purple lightning crackling violently around him. His eyes, visible through the mask, burned with cold, unrelenting darkness.
The Goddess of Light rose to her feet, wiping golden blood from her lips, her expression now a mix of fury and wariness.
The battle had entered a completely new phase.