Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 458: Battle of the Gods (33)

Kuiling collapsed in the small barrier, he forgot to blink his eyes and his head forgot to feel dizzy.

This was the first time Xing Chen showed his true form in front of everyone after his return.

God has gifted him with wisdom and talent, and he is almost the only one who is loved and favored by all things in the world.

No matter how many times Kuiling had seen Xingchen's true form, he had no words to describe his unique gift, his aura and dignity that was so astonishing.

This feeling of every bit and every millimeter being carved out by the God of Creation with the purest spiritual energy over the years, is something that cannot be found in anyone else in the world.

All gods can stand suspended in the wind.

But only the Night God was floating in the wind, and the wind was reluctant to leave.

The moment the Shura God, who was holding an axe, saw him, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if pierced by a needle, and he subconsciously took a step back.

He stared and slowly put down the huge soul-suppressing axe in his hand.

Before coming, Cheng Yan had always believed that this was a conspiracy or a farce. When the Zhenling Axe failed to break the barrier, although he was a little worried, he still did not believe that the Night God had returned.

Although he had promised the God of War before coming that he would not stay if the God of Night came back, he had not made any mental preparations for meeting the God of Night.

Until this moment, Xing Chen's true body stood in front of him.

"…How is that possible?" he stammered.

Xing Chen drooped his eyelashes slightly as he looked towards Kui Ling at his feet. His light brown eyes were full of autumn water, hiding a hint of teasing.

The flower-like lips moved slightly, and a clear voice flowed out, carrying a slightly damp and cool feeling in everyone's ears.

"I reminded you to run away, but you still couldn't run away. It seems that I can't teach you. It's better to throw it to your son and beat him up."

When Kuiling first met him, he almost lost the instinct to speak and could not open his mouth at all.

He even forgot to breathe until he heard Xing Chen's familiar way of teasing, then he let out a long breath.

"...Xingchen."

Kuiling wanted to say, compared to your way of reminding, it sounds simpler to just say you will collect my body when I die.

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them at all.

"If you feel dizzy, go down and rest." Xing Chen said.

It would have been fine if he hadn't been reminded. After he was reminded, Kuiling really felt dizzy and his mind was spinning.

"I'm not dizzy." He said stubbornly, forcing himself to steady himself, stood up, and walked to Xing Chen's side.

Xing Chen let him be without saying anything else, then raised his eyes and looked towards the Shura God opposite him.

"Cheng Yan, how are you?"

Shura God looked at him in a trance, trying to find his flaws, to see that someone was pretending to be Ye Shen and playing a trick on all of them.

However, even he himself knew that this was impossible.

The beauty of the Night God is unique, and there is not even a possibility for others to copy him.

No other god could imitate his appearance.

They once tried to create a Night God as a puppet, but they didn't know whether it was due to insufficient divine power or other reasons. In the end, they found that no one in the God Realm could completely transform into the appearance of Xing Chen's true form.

Just like no one can completely transform into the appearance of the main god Xuanluo.

That's why they chose Wulan firmly.

"Night God..."

"What did you just say you were doing at Baiyao Mountain? To look for your Lord God who suddenly disappeared, right?"

His voice was clear and melodious, and the air seemed to be filled with a light sweetness.

However, when Shura God heard him say the words "Lord God", his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Ye Shen, you should know," Cheng Yan said with difficulty, "the divine realm cannot be without a master for a long time."

"Well, then what?"

"You've been away for so long. We, we will definitely not leave the throne vacant."

"I was away for so long?" Xing Chen seemed a little confused. "Before I left, weren't you planning to fill the throne?"

"...After all, they were still arguing at that time." Shura God paused and said.

"You mean after I left, you all agreed and stopped arguing, right?"

Xing Chen was dressed in black and slowly walked towards the Shura God in the void.

The originally heavy color looked indescribably elegant on him.

The Shura God subconsciously raised the Soul-Suppressing Axe, and Xing Chen stood in front of him.

"Why, is God Shura going to attack me?"

Cheng Yan wanted to take action. He had already agreed to it, but at the very least he had to test the depth of Ye Shen's current divine power.

But he didn't dare to act rashly.

Although he has a lot of people behind him, none of them is useful against Ye Shen.

We still don’t know how long Ye Shen has been back or how much divine power he has recovered. We need to test him further.

Cheng Yan was just subconsciously on guard against Xing Chen.

He always felt that Ye Shen seemed to be different.

Those eyes, like a deep pool, were no longer as clear as before, able to see every joy and anger clearly. Now it was impossible to tell what was in them clearly.

"You are joking, Ye Shen. Your power is boundless and always superior to mine. I have this self-awareness and I dare not act rashly."

Xing Chen laughed softly, seeming to find it amusing.

"I haven't seen you for many years. I wonder who taught Shura God to speak so politely."

Cheng Yan said: "After all, so many years have passed, people and things are bound to change, and we all need to look forward."

These words were actually meant to remind Xing Chen that so many years had passed and everything had become an established fact, so they should let go of the grudges that had arisen because of the main god's position.

Another meaning is to let Xingchen look forward and not fall into the vortex of the fall of the main god again. Those are all in the past.

"What a pity. I am a vindictive person and I don't care how much time has passed," Xing Chen said clearly with his lips curled, "So what are you going to do to me?"

Asura God's expression turned ugly.

"Ye Shen, do you really want to be the enemy of the entire world?"

"The whole world?" Xing Chen blinked at him very lightly, looking almost mischievous, and said word by word: "What does my beating you have to do with the whole world?"

"You!" Cheng Yan was so angry that he gritted his teeth in hatred.

Xing Chen raised his hand, and the surrounding space suddenly changed color.

The sky was illuminated by red light, as if it was permeated with infinite rays of light.

Everyone's body and face were stained with a light red layer by the sunset glow.

"It's Ranpo!" one of Cheng Yan's men exclaimed.

Yagami's symbiotic spiritual weapon, Ranpo Ling.

When the souls are burning, all other souls will cease to exist.

The subordinates brought by Shura God from the God Realm were almost panicked in an instant.

Even Cheng Yan's own hand holding the Zhenling Axe was shaking slightly.

Even more than seven hundred years ago, when Xing Chen went mad and wanted to kill all of them, King Shura and the God of War never thought of fighting him directly.

Their plan was to beg for mercy at a specific time and admit in front of Xing Chen that Xuan Luo was not dead and was still the only main god in the God Realm. At that time, the naive Xing Chen would definitely let them go.

They want to ruin his reputation first, and then leave a backup plan for later use.

No one in the God Realm dares to confront the Night God head-on.

As the name suggests, burning the soul means that when attacking, the spirit will bypass external protection and hit the soul, directly causing the person to be shattered.

This is a very rogue artifact, almost a cheating one.

Not only is the killing extremely cruel, but it can also spread to almost infinity, like a piece of silk cloth made of rosy clouds that wraps around the entire world and then tears it apart.

Let all souls disappear in the glow of the burning fire, without even a trace left.

Xing Chen walked to Cheng Yan's side in the glow of the sunset glow, turned around and looked at the beautiful colors in the distant sky with him.

"Cheng Yan, do you know what it feels like to have your soul burned by fire?"