Shen An stood for a long ti, then imdiately stopped looking at the vague sky. He still had many things to do.
For example, to have the Spirit Empire unify the continent as soon as possible, and also to deal with the relationship between him, Qian Renxue, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
"Shen An, was the one you just beat back the Sea God?" Qian Daoliu flew over, trembling, and asked with so disbelief.
The commotion from this one battle of Shen An’s was how great? A radius of tens of thousands of ters was all the aftershocks of their battle. The forest had been cleared away, and the land had been chiseled into thousands of ravines. There was even divine power and sword qi flowing on it. For those whose cultivation was below Soul Sage, they didn’t even have the qualification to set foot in this place.
Shen An said nonchalantly, "Yes. It should be the last person to beco a god from twenty thousand years ago. I just cut off one of his arms. It should still be on the ground."
"In a while, I can take it back to research the so-called differences between a god and a human."
The mont Qian Daoliu heard it, he was instantly a little nervous as he looked at the sky, as if facing a great enemy.
"Shen An, you’ve cut off one of the Sea God’s arms. I still don’t know what the Divine Realm’s view on this is. You still have to be more careful."
"Whether it’s a person or a god, once there are many of them, it’s inevitable that there will be factions. I hope that in the Divine Realm, the people from a different faction than the Sea God will extend an olive branch to you."
"Now that you have shown such a stunning talent, I really don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse."
Qian Daoliu couldn’t help but sigh. His eyes held both admiration for Shen An and also were full of worry.
Shen An smiled. "Senior Qian Daoliu need not worry. My attitude towards the Divine Realm will depend on the Divine Realm’s attitude towards ."
Qian Daoliu...
No, is that what I an? I’m telling you to be careful. But the aning in your words, both inside and out, how co it’s that the Divine Realm should be careful?
At this ti, Qian Daoliu was unavoidably a little ssy. He put on a thoughtful look and said after so deliberation, "What I an is, a tall tree in the forest will surely be destroyed by the wind. Your talent is too good. I’m afraid they will feel wary."
"If possible, I hope that next you can hide your edge in its sheath. No matter how strong you are alone, you are by no ans a match for the entire Divine Realm."
Shen An did not speak again. After all, Qian Daoliu did not know what his true trump card and reliance were.
"Senior Qian Daoliu, now that the strong enemies have all been eliminated, next, let’s take down both Heaven Dou and Star Luo in one fell swoop. To unify the continent is just within our grasp."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly. "This divine battle of yours, even the Heaven Dou army tens of thousands of ters away has probably seen it all. At this ti, they surely have no intention of resisting. As for Star Luo, at that ti I will go with the other few Tributes. I suppose it will also be within easy reach."
As he spoke, a look of hesitation appeared on Qian Daoliu’s face again. He then said, "Is Bo Saixi dead?"
At this ti, Qian Daoliu’s eyes carried a look of hope. They had known each other for so many years. Bo Saixi had beco the white moonlight in his heart.
Even though he knew that it was impossible for the two of them to be together, Qian Daoliu still hoped that Bo Saixi could be well, at least to be able to live.
Shen An was very frank. "Bo Saixi is dead, both her body and soul are destroyed. The Sea God’s descent was with her as fuel."
Qian Daoliu was stunned for a mont, a strange sour feeling in his heart. He slowly closed his two eyes. When he opened them again, they were as deep as the starry sky.
"Mmm, I know. Let’s go. Next, let clear away all the obstacles for Xue’er’s imperial position."
Shen An suddenly turned his head to look at the direction of Spirit City. There was an extrely strong fluctuation there. In terms of power level, although it was far from the Sea God’s, its rank was not much inferior.
At this ti, in the direction of Spirit City, an extrely strong aura ca out. Even the sky was reflected a sheet of a dark purple.
"Hahahaha! I have finally beco a god! Shen An! Qian Renxue! Your death date has co!"
The experts who were still in Spirit City looked in shock at a dark purple light that had rushed towards the sky from the original Pope’s Hall.
They looked on with a look of awe. It was a woman whose entire body was shrouded in armor that shone with a dark purple light. Her face was ashen and her appearance was ferocious.
From her silhouette and aura, an old man from Spirit Hall recognized that it was precisely the forr, the supre Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.
Bibi looked at the dazzling, scorching sun in the sky and actually had a feeling of seeing the light again.
The Rakshasa Secret Realm, Bibi Dong was determined not to enter it a second ti. In the Rakshasa Secret Realm, all she could feel was madness and sinking.
If not for the thick hatred she had for the outside world in her heart, plus the fact that the Rakshasa God wanted her to obtain an even stronger power to kill the Asura’s divine sense, she would simply not have been able to walk out.
’Shen An, from now on, you will face a nearly desperate fear!’ A ferocious smile appeared on Bibi Dong’s face.
Shen An had deceived her trust and had taken everything from her. And she would also retaliate a hundredfold.
She was very confident. Now that she had beco a god, Shen An’s strength was at most that of a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo.
Unless he had received the favor of a god and had accepted a divine trial, otherwise after reaching this level, his strength would absolutely not have a leap-like improvent.
And Bibi Dong was incomparably certain that Shen An did not have the voice of any god on him.
"How could it be? How is the Pope like this!"
"So ugly! She is definitely not the Pope! The Pope’s appearance is peerless under heaven!"
A commotion occurred in the crowd. They simply couldn’t believe their own eyes.
The forr Pope had exuded an aura of nobility. But at this very mont, on her body, there was only a thick and strong evil aura. To describe her with a green face and fangs was not an overstatent at all.
The azure face and the purple armor ford a sharp contrast. The one set of armor was even more so suffused with a layer of an ultimate evil and ultimate wicked purple qi. On both sides of her back, four huge sickles each extended out.
It was just that the montum on her body was so strong that it exceeded their imagination, even a dinsion stronger than the Great Priest, Qian Daoliu.
Hearing the criticism of her from the crowd, Bibi Dong flew into a rage.
"To actually dare to speak ill of this one! Courting death!" Her voice was extrely sharp. To hear it in one’s ear gave a very uncomfortable feeling.
Everyone’s emotions seed to have been triggered by her voice. The dark side that was usually buried in the bottom of their hearts was being magnified.
A dark purple light appeared in her hand. The Rakshasa God was originally a god of the dark side. In addition, the resentnt and hostile energy in Bibi Dong’s heart was originally extrely great.
Facing these ants, she instinctively wanted to get rid of them.
A dazzling purple light was sparkling, harvesting the lives of all the soul masters who had said her appearance was ugly, regardless of whether these soul masters were loyal to her or not.
Soon, in Spirit City, regardless of their cultivation level, everyone all knelt down and did not dare to raise their heads. Facing the high and mighty Bibi Dong, they were trembling.
"Hahahahahaha!" Bibi Dong let out a wanton, loud laugh.
"Speak. Where are Shen An and Qian Renxue?" Bibi Dong asked.
A soul master summoned his courage and said, "The Empress~ oh no, Qian Renxue is now in Chang’an City. And Shen An is at Jialing Pass."
A trace of a joyful look appeared on Bibi Dong’s ferocious and terrifying face. She imdiately circulated her divine power and transford into a dark purple teor, rushing in the direction of Jialing Pass.
She wanted to make Shen An wish for life but be unable to get it, and wish for death but be unable to get it!
As for Qian Renxue, a complex look appeared in the eyes of the speeding Bibi Dong. She also didn’t know how to face Qian Renxue.
The so-called killing her was just a matter of angry words.
The power of a god was how great? In less than half a mont’s ti, Bibi Dong had already arrived at Jialing Pass.
It was just that the more she flew, the more she felt sothing was wrong. How co the surroundings were filled with two incomparably high-ranking powers? This power made even her can’t help but change color.
"The power of the ocean, and a familiar sword qi," Bibi Dong murmured to herself, her face also becoming ugly.
However, soon, she had sensed the holy and bright aura belonging to Qian Daoliu again.
"Old thing, today I will take it out on you first," Bibi Dong flew over.
At this mont, Shen An, Qian Daoliu, and their group were on their way back to Jialing Pass. Qian Daoliu was even carrying the Sea God’s arm on his back. After the arm had fallen, it was a crystal clear azure.
Qian Daoliu’s face was suddenly strange. Bibi Dong had not concealed her aura, so he had very easily sensed the ultimate evil and ultimate wicked aura of the Rakshasa God.
Old Qian silently turned his head to look at Shen An. The Rakshasa’s god-seat rank belonged to a first-level god. It was just that the power level of the Bibi Dong who had just achieved the Rakshasa God was probably only that of a third-level god.
Then, the question ca. Could such a Bibi Dong take one of Shen An’s sword strikes? Qian Daoliu was very curious.
"Qian Daoliu! In the past, your son insulted ! I have endured humiliation for many years and have finally waited until today! Do you have any last words to say!"
A Bibi Dong in a dark purple armor appeared before Shen An and his group.
Then, Bibi Dong’s expression froze. Sothing was wrong. She had only sensed Qian Daoliu’s aura. How co Shen An was also by his side, as well as that cat and mouse?
Her gaze flowed over the crowd, and then her eyes showed a look of pleasant surprise. "Good, good, good! Everyone is here! Then today is the day I will wipe you all out in one fell swoop!"
As she spoke, Bibi Dong’s face froze. She had suddenly seen the Sea God’s arm that Qian Daoliu was carrying on his back, crystal clear and azure, miraculously extraordinary.
She discovered that the energy contained in the arm was only stronger, not weaker, than hers.
Shen An lightly raised an eyebrow. What a good day today was. Even Bibi Dong, this person who had long since run off to go into seclusion, had appeared.
As long as she was also eradicated, then there would be no more enemies of any weight on the continent.
Thinking this way, Shen An took a step forward. His martial soul, his soul rings—none were released. But even so, Bibi Dong seed to have seen a magnificent existence composed of a sword.
Behind Shen An, she even more so saw a peerless sword with an infinite ferocious might, that could open heaven and earth, and cut down the sun, moon, and stars!
Bibi Dong’s eyes showed a look of a daze. She had originally thought that she, who had beco a god, was invincible under heaven. But now facing Shen An, facing this great enemy, she felt as if she were infinitely small, like an ant.
’I will die, I will die, I will really die!’
Her body was trembling, her soul was trembling. An indescribable great terror was born in her heart.
Bibi Dong suddenly and fiercely bit her own tongue. A fishy taste filled her mouth. She had to live!
In an instant, Bibi Dong’s two eyes turned an erald green. Within the erald green, there was also a layer of a net-like black. A huge, purple-black sickle appeared out of thin air in her hand.
The Rakshasa Domain instantly unfolded. The eight sickles that had grown from the armor on her back even more so flew out and spun, fusing with the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand.
A scythe that was entirely black-purple, with countless demonic patterns circling around it, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe broke free from her hand and went straight for Shen An’s face.
This was the most powerful move that Bibi Dong could burst out with in her panic. At the sa ti, her figure was in a rapid retreat. She wanted to escape! She didn’t want to die!
Imdiately, she saw Shen An’s two pupils sparkle with light, emitting a terrifying qi chanism. One after another of sword lights shot out from them, like one after another of heavenly swords. In a flash, she saw the Rakshasa Demon Scythe being cut until it let out a mournful cry.
Bibi Dong’s pupils fiercely shrank. The gap between her and Shen An was even greater than she had imagined.
’What kind of monster is this!!!’ Her heart was roaring in terror. As an evil god, her heart at this mont was full of fear.
A circle of a purple-black light burst out from her right hand. She made a virtual motion towards the Rakshasa Demon Scythe that had been sent flying.
The evil divine power in the Rakshasa Demon Scythe suddenly burst out. But under the siege of the sword light that had shot out from Shen An’s eyes, it had forcefully charged out a bloody path, heading straight for Shen An.
But she saw that Shen An’s face was still the sa. He just stretched out his palm. His entire body had a golden-jade light rising from it. Then he put his fingers together as a sword and lightly tapped.
This light and fluttering action was like a divine sword splitting a mountain, causing the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to burst apart, once again turning into nine sickles that scattered and fled.
Shen An then stepped out. The next mont, he had arrived before Bibi Dong. A sword qi burst forth in his hand, wanting to deal a killing blow to her.
Bibi Dong, facing this peerlessly sharp sword intent, inexplicably felt a little cold. This was a coldness from the soul.
Could it be that I have just walked to the end of my life like this? The cold feeling grew stronger and stronger. Her face showed a look of unwillingness. But she, who had beco a god, was actually as weak as an ant in front of Shen An.
"Slow down, Shen An! Just cripple her cultivation. Don’t harm her life," Qian Daoliu’s face changed drastically. He hurriedly shouted.
"She is, after all, Xue’er’s mother. I’m afraid Xue’er won’t be able to get over that hurdle in her heart."
Hearing this, Shen An’s one strike, which had originally been prepared to pierce Bibi Dong’s heart and take her life, suddenly changed. In turn, he pointed at the Rakshasa demonic pattern on the center of her brow.
The Rakshasa demonic pattern shone with a brilliant light, continuously emitting an ultimate evil divine power as a defense. But it was destroyed by Shen An’s sword qi with an almost tyrannical force.
In a flash, this sword qi, which contained a sword intent that could cut down the sun, moon, and stars, had reached the divine core in the depths of the Rakshasa demonic pattern.
Kacha!
A sound that did not exist in reality sounded. It was the sound of a god-seat shattering.
Imdiately, countless purple lights scattered from the center of Bibi Dong’s brow. Her gaze was extrely dazed, as if she couldn’t believe it.
"The Rakshasa’s god-seat has been shattered!" she roared in disbelief. Her original green-faced and fanged appearance was also gradually dissipating, returning to her original appearance.
At the sa ti, another small, azure-jade sword had entered her mind, like a sword of Damocles.
"Bibi Dong, your god-seat has been shattered. I have also sealed your cultivation. If you forcefully use your soul power, you will be killed by the sword qi I have left in your body."
"You go back to Spirit Hall. Do not step out for the rest of your life. This is the rcy I have bestowed upon you as Xue’er’s mother."
Bibi Dong felt the weakness of her body. She opened her mouth helplessly, but not a single sound ca out. She looked so desolate.
A lifeti of scheming, a lifeti of struggle, had all turned to nothing. And it was at the ti she had thought was the most proud of her life, at her very peak.
This feeling made her feel as if she had fallen from the do of the sky, her body and bones shattered. This was simply more uncomfortable for her than killing her.
On the other side, Qian Renxue, who was trying to break through to a god-seat with the help of the first-generation Angel’s remnant soul, also had a sense.
At the sa ti, a voice echoed in Qian Daoliu’s mind.
Old Qian’s face changed greatly. This was the voice of the first-generation Angel.
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