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Chapter 889 Completely crazy
Qin Zhu, who had originally planned to press his advantage, found his raised fist starting to loosen.

As Shiva suffered repeated defeats, his aura suddenly rose, causing even the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds to tremble slightly.

The enraged fellow disregarded the consequences and revealed his strongest form.

The space in front of me began to distort.

Qin Zhu felt that the aura of the Nine Netherworld, which he had always been very familiar with, had completely changed and become extremely unfamiliar. The Nine Netherworld River, which he had long been able to use with complete skill, had completely lost contact with him at this crucial moment.

In the previous encounters, Qin Zhu, who had almost the entire time in control, became more and more confident as the fight progressed. Years of forbearance and training made him clearly feel that he was much better than those arrogant guys.

But now, Qin Zhu has begun to doubt his efforts over the years.

Is this the true power of a high-ranking god?

They acquire more resources on a daily basis and only know how to enjoy themselves; logically, their strength should be inferior to mine.

With the support of the Source Power Pill, those guys in the upper plane have really been fattened up. Even though they have lived too comfortably over the years, and although they are not very familiar with the Nine Netherworld, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

The entire Nine Netherworld became eerily quiet, so quiet that Qin Zhu could hear his own pulse beating.

dong dong dong~
At this moment, Qin Zhu could no longer distinguish whether he was excited or afraid.

The powerful aura brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

The divine soldiers and demons all raised their heads, gazing at Shiva who was suspended in the sky.

His skin had turned black, and his entire body was enveloped in an extreme destructive power.

Under the influence of this extremely destructive power, everything seemed to lose its luster, and any further fighting became meaningless.

Unbeknownst to them, Shiva's terrifying aura had spread throughout the entire battlefield, and he had become the undisputed ruler of the battlefield.

Even from a great distance, Lin Yi could sense the terrifying power of this aura.

He admired Wuzhiqi's decision more and more, and he also understood a principle: sometimes, escaping from the enemy is not a true escape.

If he hadn't turned back, he wouldn't have encountered Chai Po and Ruolan, and he wouldn't have been qualified to kill Shiva.

As the possessor of the Law of Destruction, Lin Yi has a considerable understanding of it.

He could clearly sense that what was surrounding Shiva's body at this moment was not simply divine power and primordial power.

Originally, the supreme law was far inferior to the Primordial and Divine Power in its design, but now it shares half the world with these two forces.

This completely overturned Lin Yi's understanding of the power of laws.

The Shiva before me has his arms outstretched, as if embracing the Netherworld.

His eyes were moist with tears.

"Although this place is cold and desolate, it is an important place in the Three Realms, the starting point and the end point of the cycle of life."

"Now, it will perish along with you, Qin Zhu. Is there anything else you want to say to this land?"

Shiva, looking on the verge of collapse, held his head in his hands, tears streaming from his eyes. Was it all for the impending destruction of the Nine Netherworld?

How could a god of destruction possess compassion? This is truly unexpected.

Although Qin Zhu was powerful and had countless demon tribes behind him, he knew very well that his demon tribes were no match for Shiva's absolute destructive power.

Once the aura of destruction emanating from it dissipates, everything in its path is annihilated.

"Shiva, you didn't have to go this far. You know that even if you were defeated by me today, I wouldn't kill you. All I want is for Jiuyou to survive, and for Jiuyou to be respected. You didn't have to fight me to this extent!"

Using the soul as a wick and blood as fuel, Shiva has driven himself to the brink of despair.

Under such circumstances, what could he possibly listen to? Saying more nonsense would only be a waste of breath.

Shiva's expression hardened, and he suddenly stepped out into the air. His speed was so great that spatial rifts filled the space behind him.

Before Qin Zhu could even raise his arms in a defensive stance, Shiva's fist, imbued with extreme destructive power, had already landed on Qin Zhu's face.

boom!
The blood mist exploded.

Qin Zhu was sent flying horizontally.

The immense force caused Qin Zhu's mind to shift drastically, and he experienced a brief period of dizziness.

Before Qin Zhu could recover, Shiva reappeared above him and delivered a powerful kick that slammed into Qin Zhu's abdomen, knocking him to the ground.

After a loud bang, the floor made of Nine Nether Blue Stone was blasted into powder, and the flying dust covered Qin Zhu's figure.

Shiva looked in the direction Qin Zhu had fallen, seemingly wary, and did not pursue him further.

Having finally recovered, Qin Zhu, carrying the Styx River's waters from the sky, came to irrigate Shiva, who stood in the air.

However, this action did not make Shiva feel awkward at all.

Shiva stood still, a disdainful smile on his lips.

The overwhelming dust did not obstruct Shiva's vision at all, and Shiva could also sense the exact location of the Great Qin Pillar through Qin Pillar's aura.

The reason why they didn't launch a pursuit immediately was that Qin Zhu, unable to put up a fight, had no desire to attack Shiva.

Looking at the Styx River sweeping in from the heavens and earth, Shiva did not choose to hide this time.

He slowly raised his hands, then opened them.

Qin Zhu, who was attempting to launch a counterattack, witnessed all of this and was deeply shocked.

Being able to control the extremely yin and cold River Styx as his own means of attack is one of Qin Zhu's proudest achievements.

Looking across the entire Three Realms and Six Paths, there is no god who dares to withstand the baptism of the Nine Nether River.

Isn't Shiva's current behavior an attempt to embrace the River Styx?

Even Qin Zhu wouldn't dare to do this lightly. Has Shiva gone mad?
With the battle situation rapidly deteriorating, Qin Zhu no longer had time to worry about anything else.

Using his divine power, he manipulated the River Styx behind him, transforming it into a sharp sword that pierced straight into Shiva's chest.

Shiva remained unchanged, arms outstretched, not flinching, and even a look of anticipation on his face, as if he were about to embrace his beloved.

puff~
The water blade from the River Styx, unsurprisingly, pierced Shiva's chest.

But Shiva was not annoyed at all; instead, he looked like he was enjoying it.

"Of all things under heaven, there is little that can be absolutely empathetic. The River Styx in the Nine Netherworld should have been a divine river, but because of its powerful strength, it has been feared and has been flowing in this land of the Nine Netherworld for thousands of years."

"And you, Qin Zhu, have only made a small sacrifice for the gods. Do you think you can control this divine river with your meager empathy? You are not worthy!"

Blood was still oozing from his chest.

But Shiva looked completely blissful.

(End of this chapter)