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Chapter 1103 You are the only one I have ever been worthy of!
Instead of the joy of a long-awaited reunion, what awaited her was her father's harsh and merciless words. These words caused the young girl, who had endured hardships and pretended to be strong all along, to have her resolve crumble instantly, and tears poured out uncontrollably like a flood breaking its banks.

Indeed, Luo Bingxin's strength is not considered strong.

With the blood of the dragon race, she had so much time and should have reached even greater heights, but the result was disappointing.

Her eyes were red as she stared at the man's illusory figure before her, her gaze filled with nothing but anger, aside from a hint of resentment.

Yes, she is disappointing.

Her father was clearly a top expert in the Three Realms and Six Paths. She, who perfectly inherited his bloodline, should have stood at the pinnacle of the Three Realms and Six Paths long ago, and should have reclaimed the complete set of divine equipment left by her father through her own abilities.

Is this situation due to Luo Bingxin not trying hard enough?

Driven by hatred, she worked harder and more relentlessly than most people.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on her. No matter how much Luo Bingxin risked, struggled, and fought for resources, the results she achieved were still unsatisfactory.

"In this world, everyone has the right to say that I haven't tried hard enough, but you are the only one who can't. You missed almost all of my growth. You turned hatred into the driving force of my life. I have let down others, and even myself, but I have done right by you!"

When Luo Bingxin hysterically shouted these words, her voice was clearly trembling with sobs.

Yes, she's absolutely right.

Throughout this journey, she has never slacked off in improving her strength, nor has she ever put her hatred for her father behind her back. She has even stripped herself of her emotions in order to achieve her goal as soon as possible.

When she met her father again, his words broke Luo Bingxin's heart.

Upon hearing this, Yinglong's illusory figure fell silent.

She knew all too well how difficult her daughter's journey had been.

Although Yinglong, who had long since died, did not know exactly what his daughter had gone through along the way, he could imagine that she must have suffered a lot. The Immortal King had certainly made things difficult for her.

The reason he said such harsh words was purely to get his daughter to give up her hatred and let her have the rest of her time to herself.

His words would undoubtedly cause his daughter immense pain.

But Yinglong knew very well that a short pain was better than a long one, and that harsh words were better than a tragic fate.

After a moment of stunned silence, Yinglong's illusory image arrogantly turned its head and looked at Old Xuan beside it.

"Old Xuan, I really misjudged you, kid. I entrusted you with the blood and flesh of Yinglong, and you repay me with such a result. I hope that when you reach the end of your life, you will have the face to face me."

Seeing her father's voice so aggressive, Luo Bingxin couldn't bear it anymore. It was one thing for him to look down on her, but to be so harsh on Lao Xuan as well.

The anger in my heart ignited in an instant.

He shot out like an arrow, lunging towards the target of the operation, showing absolutely no regard for his father.

None of the ancient gods were vegetarians.

Although Yinglong has long since perished, and he is now merely a remnant of Yinglong's will possessing some of Yinglong's power, he is not someone that Luo Bingxin can easily deal with.

One cannot contend with the remaining will of Yinglong with the power of a burning rage alone.

Knowing this, the drought demon did not hesitate at all. It rushed to Luo Bingxin at an even faster speed and blocked her behind it.

"With your strength, how dare you launch such a reckless attack? What's the difference between this and courting death?"

Luo Bingxin was somewhat puzzled at this moment.

She clearly hadn't realized the difference in strength between herself and her father, and hadn't noticed that Yinglong's attack was already fully formed. She even thought that the drought demon was blocking her path to seize the equipment and holding her back.

Unfortunately, before he could even voice his doubts, a massive wave crashed down in front of him.

Like her father, Luo Bingxin is proficient in the application of water elements. She can manipulate liquids that she can see and perceive according to her own will by using her knowledge of water elements.

It's no exaggeration to say that even the vast ocean could become Luo Bingxin's right-hand man.

Unfortunately, Luo Bingxin is now facing her own father.

It's no exaggeration to say that all of Luo Bingxin's abilities were bestowed upon her by her father.

Any ability granted through bloodline power would be ruthlessly crushed by Luo Bingxin's own father.

Normally, the surging waves in front of her would obediently serve Luo Bingxin's purposes, changing their forms according to her wishes to attack her desired targets and block attacks coming towards her.

Today, things have changed.

Luo Bingxin was unable to establish any connection with the towering waves in front of her. The seawater, which blotted out the sky, was like boulders the size of mountains, slapping at her face.

This! How could this be!
The feeling of unfamiliarity and helplessness dealt a heavy blow to Luo Bingxin's confidence.

She couldn't understand why things she could usually control at will had become so unruly today.

"Yinglong is really ruthless. He didn't hold back at all, even against his own daughter. He's not afraid of crippling her with one move."

While Luo Bingxin was stunned, the drought demon raised its palm.

A special power manifested under the control of the drought demon.

The terrifying heat that came with it was completely concentrated on the drought demon's right palm.

The surging, towering waves began to dissipate mercilessly the moment they were about to make contact with the drought demon.

As expected of a powerful figure at the level of one of the Four Corpse Kings.

She neutralized such a terrifying water-based skill with such ease!

Upon closer inspection, the terrifying heat emanating from the drought demon's hands seemed to form an invisible protective shield.

The seawater will evaporate instantly from the terrifying heat emanating from the drought demon the moment it comes into contact with it.

This horrifying scene left Luo Bingxin mesmerized.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the drought demon's palm is like a small sun!

"As expected, you little brat are still too disappointing. You can only barely block my attacks by relying on external means. You've been lying down for nearly ten thousand years, haven't you!"

He has weathered countless storms and endured countless humiliations to save his dignity for the sake of revenge.

Having lived for nearly ten thousand years and seen countless people and gods, Luo Bingxin should, in theory, be extremely rational at this point.

But she could be enraged by her father's words.

"What do you know? Have you seen even a fraction of the effort I've put in all these years? You're an incompetent father, you have no right to judge me!"

(End of this chapter)