“It’s him!”
“It’s his aura!”
Three terrifying forces swirled within Xu Xi’s body. After a brief mont of stunned silence, the dragons finally realized what they were facing. Their gazes fell on the necklace hanging around Xu Xi’s neck, and they were filled with sheer terror.
The necklace was no ordinary artifact—it was the end of the gods, the co-crown of all heavens.
It symbolized immortality and oneness, eternity and infinity.
This was the rumored supre artifact that had vanquished all the Chaos Gods!
“Run, run quickly!!!”
There was no ti for rational thought. Their instincts scread for survival, leaving only one imperative: to flee as far away from Xu Xi as possible.
In the chaotic currents where planes and worlds overlapped, the demonic dragons panicked. They spread their massive wings, chanting wind magic in desperation to escape, so even turning against their own kin in their rush to survive.
Their leader’s death had made one thing clear—they stood no chance against Xu Xi.
But in their minds, survival wasn’t about outrunning Xu Xi—it was about outrunning each other.
Yet, their fragile hope was quickly shattered.
Xu Xi used the law of space to traverse vast distances in an instant or created multiple incarnations to simultaneously attack several dragons.
The true despair, however, ca from the three forces emanating from him, as unfathomable as an abyss.
Sowhere within the chaos, Xu Xi’s sister, Moli, and Wu Yingxue, the princess, road effortlessly. They struck down the terrified dragons with ease, leaving no room for resistance.
Krisha, the witch, refrained from engaging directly. Instead, she cast eternal protection over Xu Xi, ensuring not a single drop of filthy dragon blood could taint him.
The battle, if it could even be called that, ended swiftly.
“This…” Xu Xi sheathed his weapon, his expression calm.
He had intended to test various divine laws on the dragons, but Moli and Yingxue’s impatience had cut the fight short.
“How did I do, sir?” Yingxue asked, seeking praise.
“Well done,” Xu Xi said with a smile. Though he hadn’t had the chance to experint, their good intentions mattered more than his plans.
“Moli, Yingxue, leave a few weak dragons alive,” he instructed, thinking of the dragon blood grass in the courtyard.
He needed weaker dragons to ensure a steady supply of high-quality dragon blood without relying solely on the red dragon.
“Yes, brother!”
“I understand!”
The two girls quickly captured three sanctuary-level dragons and brought them back. The captured dragons trembled, their faces filled with fear. So pleaded for rcy, while others fainted outright.
Following Xu Xi’s instructions, Krisha waved her Gray Resurrection staff and sealed the dragons within its internal space.
“This concludes everything…”
With the chaos silenced and the dinsions stabilized, Xu Xi prepared to return to Earth.
Before leaving, he examined his newfound divine power, comparing it to the imnse strength of Krisha.
“I thought becoming a god would help narrow the gap,” he mused. “But now it’s clear there’s still a vast difference in power between Krisha and .”
Even as a god, Xu Xi could traverse worlds and embark on incredible voyages across the universe. This was the privilege granted by divine authority. Yet, when compared to Krisha’s supre power, even his godhood seed insignificant.
Of course, this didn’t diminish the value of his achievent. Becoming a god had greatly enhanced his strength.
“Brother, I have a question,” Moli said, tugging at the corner of his robe.
“What is it, Moli?”
“Now that you’ve beco a god, what are your plans for cultivation?”
Xu Xi pondered for a mont. “I think I’ll consolidate my realm first, then use my divine status to strengthen my cultivation and martial arts. My goal is to progress further on all three paths simultaneously.”
Thanks to the supre treasures he possessed, his cultivation speed was unparalleled. He aid to achieve perfection in spirit, energy, and soul.
“Then…” Moli hesitated briefly before continuing, “Brother, could you prioritize becoming an immortal before transcending in martial arts?”
Her voice was soft, her eyes shining with anticipation.
Xu Xi was surprised by her request. He couldn’t discern its purpose. Was it driven by her competitive spirit?
Although puzzled, he smiled and agreed.
Behind him, Wu Yingxue carried the captured dragons, her expression contemplative. “Should I stew them… or grill them?” she muttered, frowning. “It’s such a hard choice.”
…
After returning to Earth, the anomalies between heaven and earth faded with the conclusion of Xu Xi’s ascension ceremony.
Xu Xi’s daily life remained as tranquil as ever.
However, Li Wanshou, far away in the capital, wasn’t pleased.
“Traitor! Traitor!” the old man yelled, furious. “You abandoned the path of immortality to beco so barbaric wild god! How dare you!”
He sent several bottles of precious tribulation-transmitting golden elixirs to Xu Xi, declaring, “If you don’t achieve the realm of true immortality, don’t even think about seeing again!”
Xu Xi held the elixirs, chuckling at the old man’s antics.
anwhile, the red dragon’s life underwent significant changes. The captured demonic dragons and the slain dragon god provided an abundant supply of dragon blood, alleviating any shortages.
As a result, Rex Sanchez, the red dragon, beca far more content. Visits to the courtyard decreased from once a week to once a month.
Both the red dragon and Xu Xi were pleased with this new arrangent—the red dragon enjoyed a more relaxed life, while Xu Xi appreciated the improved quality of its dragon blood.
“This is what we call a balance between work and rest,” Xu Xi remarked to Krisha, teaching her his philosophy.
The witch listened intently, taking ntal notes on dragon care.
From that point on, Xu Xi focused on consolidating his cultivation.
He explored divine laws, stabilized his godhead, and refined his divinity.
Finally, he felt ready to embark on a new simulation.
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