Chapter 540: God of Destruction Nine Trials! Rakshasa God Nine Trials
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At the edge of the dense forest, the sea breeze blew gently.
Bibi Dong lowered her head to tidy her slightly disheveled Supreme Pontiff robe.
On that fair and peerlessly beautiful delicate Face, the lingering blush was as alluring as the evening glow under the night dew.
She took a deep breath, calming her chaotic breathing.
Her beautiful eyes turned, lingering reluctantly upon Lin Qingmo.
"Little scoundrel, this seat must return to Spirit City."
"If I stay by your side any longer, these legs really won’t be able to walk."
Bibi Dong’s voice was slightly hoarse, brimming with an indescribable coquettishness.
Lin Qingmo straightened his collar, a calm smile curving the corners of his mouth.
"Safe journey, Master."
Bibi Dong let out a chuckle.
She cast a side-long glance at Lin Qingmo, overflowing with charm.
"Save your glib tongue."
"This seat will await your triumphant return at Spirit City."
With that said.
Bibi Dong’s slender, delicate body transformed into a streak of purple light, piercing through the air and departing.
She flew high above the tens of thousands of feet of sky.
The sound of the wind roared in her ears.
Bibi Dong pressed her heaving chest, and the sweet arc at the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.
Right now, her mind was filled only with that daring young man.
Suddenly.
The firmament above the Nine Heavens tore apart.
An incomparably violent purple-black divine radiance pierced through the clouds, carrying a destructive pressure that could shatter the heavens and split the earth, and slammed straight down onto Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong’s delicate body trembled.
Her entire person was frozen in the Void Realm.
It was the arrival of the ultimate, pure intent of destruction and ruin!
A majestic and vast Divine Thought resounded directly within her mind.
"First-Class Main God, the God Position of Destruction descends!"
"The Nine Trials of the God of Destruction officially begin!"
The divine voice rolled on, shaking Bibi Dong’s divine soul with trembling.
A trace of astonishment flashed across the depths of her eyes.
God of Destruction?
This is a God Trial?
How could it inexplicably fall upon her head?
The next second.
From the depths of her Divine Thought came a weathered male voice carrying a hint of banter and protectiveness.
"Little girl, this God Position was tailor-made for you by this God King."
"In the future, ascend to the God Realm alongside Lin Qingmo and become his sharpest blade!"
Hearing these words.
Bibi Dong suddenly came to a realization.
So it was the handiwork of her own little scoundrel’s backing God King!
Previously in Spirit City, the malicious Divine Thought of the Rakshasa God had been forcibly obliterated by a supreme and mighty force.
At that time, she still harbored doubts.
Now it seemed clear that it was done by the God King of Destruction.
Bibi Dong’s red lips curved slightly upward, smiling with a country-overturning and city-ruining allure.
"Regardless of what God Position it is, if it can provide power for my A-Qing, then it is a good god!"
"This World is my dowry."
"This seat’s Divine Rank combat power also belongs to A-Qing!"
The purple-black divine radiance flickered and pulsed.
Bibi Dong’s Aura rose steadily all around her.
Bearing her brand-new God Trial, she transformed into a long rainbow and rushed toward Spirit City.
...
God Realm, Destruction Shrine.
Billows of purple Qi rose and lingered across the sky.
Endless Laws of destruction coiled around the shrine like a river of stars.
The Goddess of Life, dressed in an emerald-green long dress, walked gracefully into the grand hall.
She looked at Xiao Zi sitting upright upon the God King throne, a teasing light flashing within her beautiful eyes.
"Xiao Zi, you are exceptionally generous today."
"The God Position rank of the God of Destruction is even higher than the Seven Sins Gods, and it is a top-tier First-Class Main God even across the entire God Realm."
"How could you hand it over to her directly without batting an eye?"
The God King of Destruction let out a cold snort.
His fingertips flicked gently, gathering a wisp of divine force of destruction into his palm.
"That woman has an extremely deep bond with that brat Lin Qingmo..."
"This old man previously crushed that malicious Rakshasa wretch’s Divine Thought along the way, ruining her God Trial..."
"Some compensation must be made."
The Goddess of Life covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "You certainly thought it through thoroughly."
"However, I heard that Rakshasa previously ran over to Asura crying and complaining, accusing you of openly violating the rules of the God Realm and forcibly seizing her successor."
The God King of Destruction’s gaze turned cold, his tone filled with wild arrogance and disdain.
"Let her bark!"
"What kind of thing is Rakshasa?"
"Holding onto a foul and utterly unbearable garbage God Position, how many tragedies has she stirred up in the Lower Realm?"
"If this old man hadn’t shattered her godhead on the spot, it was already out of regard for Asura’s Face!"
"If that old fogey Asura dares to stand up for her and meddle in the affairs of the Lower Realm, this old man will strip away his Law enforcement rights as well!"
Domineering!
Protective!
"You are assembling a team for that child Qingmo after his Ascension in advance, aren’t you?" the Goddess of Life teased.
The God King of Destruction raised his chin, his tone proud to the extreme.
"Naturally!"
"When he ascends to the God Realm, he will ultimately need his own power!"
...
On the other side of the God Realm, the dark and damp Rakshasa Shrine.
"Destruction—!!"
"You unprincipled old fellow! Old bastard!!!"
A shrill and sinister roar tore through the vast sky.
The Rakshasa God had disheveled hair, and her complexion was ashen and green like a ghost.
Green and purple evil Qi gushed wildly around her body.
The statues and ornaments within the entire shrine were smashed into tiny pieces by her.
"Stealing this old lady’s successor!"
"Tearing apart this old lady’s Divine Thought raw!"
"That was the perfect vessel this old lady painstakingly cultivated for ten years!"
The Rakshasa God trembled all over with anger, her nails sinking deep into her palms.
She had just run over to the Asura Shrine to lodge a complaint.
As a result, Asura coldly tossed out the words "The God King of Destruction enforces the Law impartially, and the Rakshasa God Trial truly violates the harmony of heaven," and directly blasted her out!
It was obvious he did not want to provoke Destruction.
The Rakshasa God couldn’t beat Destruction, and could afford to provoke Asura even less.
This foul breath bottled up in her chest was about to burst her divine soul.
"Good! Very good!"
"Bibi Dong was snatched away by you guys, right?"
"This old lady doesn’t care for her!"
The Rakshasa God’s expression was as gloomy as water, and fierce venom erupted in the depths of her eyes.
Since the perfect vessel was gone.
Then she would settle for second best!
To find an exceptional garbage dump!
An extremely evil person whose mind was filled with intense poison, extreme double standards, and towering resentment!
The Rakshasa God closed her eyes.
Her vast Divine Sense, like a terrifying, all-encompassing net of gloom, followed the cracks of the rules and descended directly above the Douluo Continent.
She searched frantically across the entire continent.
Filtering out those kind, upright, and pure Souls.
She specifically picked out those deformed minds that were dark, twisted, self-absorbed, and constantly declaring that others "already had the way to take their own death."
A faint fluctuation that extremely met the criteria flashed into existence.
That thick, unresolvable jealousy, double standards, and resentment.
Were even purer than the poisonous fog inside the Rakshasa Shrine!
The Rakshasa God suddenly opened her eyes, a cruel and frantic smile curving the corners of her mouth.
"Found it..."
"To think there is such a perfectly toxic, resentful-woman-type personality?"
"It is you!"
...
Clear Sky Sect, back mountain secret room.
The air was filled with a heavy stench of blood and herbal scent.
Tang San was wrapped in white bandages all over, lying prone on the stone bed like a frustrated dead dog.
His eyes were bloodred and completely bloodshot.
In the palm of his hand, that somewhat withered Blue Silver Grass was emitting a chilling light.
"On what grounds?!"
Tang San screamed and roared frantically in the depths of his heart.
"On what grounds can that Lin Qingmo step on my head?"
"On what grounds do even the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall favor him?"
"Xiao Wu is mine! The championship is mine! The reputation should also be mine!"
"They snatched away everything of mine!"
Inside the adjacent room.
The painful coughing sounds of his uncle Tang Xiao and the seven Elders faintly drifted over.
This was simply an extreme humiliation!
Tang San had long since verified with his father Tang Hao.
It was indeed his father who had secretly transmitted the message back to the Sect.
Yet in Tang San’s heart, there wasn’t the slightest bit of blame toward his father.
He even felt that what his father did was entirely justified!
Xiao Wu, being a 100,000-Year Soul Beast, should naturally belong to him!
The one that was wrong was this World!
The one that was wrong was Lin Qingmo!
The one that was wrong was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
The one that was wrong was Spirit Hall!
"Lin Qingmo... Ning Fengzhi... Bibi Dong..."
Tang San’s teeth grinded with a clacking sound, spitting out bone-chillingly cold words from between his gaps.
"You injured my uncle, humiliated my Sect, and snatched my Xiao Wu!"
"Every single one of you... all of you have the way to take your own death!"
Before his voice faded.
Inside the originally dim secret room, the air suddenly congealed.
Wisps of slick, cold, and foul-smelling purple-green mist oozed out of the Void Realm out of nowhere.
Clinging onto the stone walls.
A sharp female voice carrying endless temptation and evil exploded and roared directly within the deepest part of Tang San’s mind!
"Hehehehe..."
"Young man, are you craving power?"
"Are you craving to reduce those who trample upon your dignity to ashes?"
Tang San’s body shook violently.
His Purple Demon Eye erupted with an extremely greedy and twisted light.
"As long as it allows me to take revenge! As long as it allows me to trample Lin Qingmo under my feet!"
"Whether it be god or demon, I am willing to sacrifice everything!!!"
Within the Void Realm.
The Rakshasa God’s Divine Thought looked at this Soul before her that perfectly matched her poisonous Qi, and let out a shrill, satisfied laugh.
The malicious intent of a dimensional downgrade descended.
Purple-black evil magical patterns slowly emerged on Tang San’s forehead.
"As you wish."
"The Rakshasa God Nine Trials... begin!"
(End of Chapter)
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