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Chapter 891 Unexpected Variables
A continuous flow of power coursed through his body, and it felt as if the world was under his control. Shiva had never experienced such a powerful feeling before. The sensation of power flowing through his body was so wonderful.

Shiva pulled Qin Zhu to his side and sealed the divine power within him and the Primordial Chaos, thus gaining complete control.

However, with things having developed to this point, the entire Nine Netherworld had no way out.

For ordinary soldiers of the Nine Netherworld, whether it was the Shiva who had been retreating step by step before or the Shiva who had now become the master of the River Styx of the Nine Netherworld, they were enemies they could not defeat.

But in order to save Qin Zhu, for Jiu You, and for loyalty, they had no choice but to take up their weapons and charge toward Shiva.

As for the Sha Gui tribe, they are even less likely to be mentioned. They are born without knowing what fear is. They only know that Qin Zhu has done a lot for the Sha Gui tribe and that they must repay kindness.

Even if the enemy in front of them could destroy hundreds of warriors of the Demon Slayer tribe in the blink of an eye, they would not feel any fear.

Watching hundreds and thousands of warriors surge towards Shiva.

The overwhelming number of warriors, blotting out the sky, would surely have caused some panic to any ordinary high-ranking god who encountered such a scene. With their divine power, they could easily use their numerical advantage to neutralize Shiva's attack.

However, Shiva, having acquired the external artifacts, is no longer the same as before; he is no longer someone who can be defeated simply by overwhelming numbers.

With the blessing of spiritual intelligence, the [Ode to the Divine River] is virtually flawless.

Seeing that someone was attacking its master, the River Styx acted on its own without Shiva's command, using rings of the River Styx to surround Shiva, completely blocking any direction that could be attacked.

Whether it's a powerful slash, a rapid thrust, or a multi-person attack, all will be perfectly defended by Shenhe Song.

Enveloped within, Shiva held Qin Zhu in his hand, his eyes filled with pity.

His disdainful attitude, not even glancing at anyone, perfectly showcased the arrogance of a high god.

His arrogant and domineering demeanor, as if he were in an empty place, even made the divine soldiers behind him put down their weapons and confidently appreciate Shiva's performance.

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

Qin Zhu's eyes were lifeless; his pupils reflected the images of the warriors who had risked their lives for him.

【Ode to the Divine River】 was like a series of venomous snakes. While blocking the attacks of the Demon Slayers and the Nine Netherworld Divine Soldiers, it was not idle. The waters of the Styx River, which even the higher gods were quite wary of, seemed to have come to life and frantically burrowed into the seven orifices of the Nine Netherworld Divine Soldiers and the Demon Slayers.

After successfully penetrating the enemy's seven orifices, the enemy will be instantly corroded by the biting cold air, covered with a layer of obvious ice crystals, and completely cut off from life. One by one, they will fall and crash onto the ground paved with Nine Nether Blue Stone, turning into pieces.

Even though these scenes came into Qin Zhu's view, he did not react in any way.

Knowing the horrors of the River Styx, he had no idea that Shiva, who possessed the "Song of the River Styx," could defeat it.

As for Qin Zhu not stopping his men from dying one by one, he knew very well that neither the Nine Netherworld Divine Soldiers nor the people of the Demon-Slaying Tribe would survive this battle.

For them, the best outcome was to die in battle.

"You really are heartless. You watch your people die one by one, don't you have anything to say?"

Qin Zhu's eyes were lifeless, and he gave no reaction.

Shiva, however, was not angry.

At this moment, he was confident of victory and no longer wanted to argue with Qin Zhu about these trivial matters.

"If you don't want to talk, then go die."

Shiva smiled slightly, and his second right arm extended out, forming a gauntlet with his divine power.

Bang~
Shiva suddenly slammed his fist down, and Qin Zhu's face was instantly covered in blood and gore.

boom!
The second punch was even more vicious. As Shiva withdrew his fist, gathering his strength for the third punch to kill Qin Zhu, it was clear that the Nine Nether King, who had previously completely overwhelmed Shiva, now had a bloody and mangled face, looking extremely wretched. His breath was barely audible, blood dripping from his face, but his still-heavy chest indicated that Qin Zhu was still alive.

Shiva raised his fist once more, this time pulling his arm back much further than before, clearly indicating that this strike was more powerful than the previous two.

Goodbye, Qin Zhu.

Shiva understands the principle that villains die from talking too much, and he has no intention of leaving any suspense; the fatal blow is about to fall.

Seeing that Qin Zhu was about to die, his men went into a frenzy and launched a final attack.

To prevent Shiva from being disturbed, the divine soldiers were also busy, surrounding Shiva to protect him. Judging from this, Qin Zhu is really doomed this time.

As the powerful wind from Shiva's fist swept in, Qin Zhu could still clearly feel the terrifying power emanating from it.

"Ha, this is how my life is going to be."

Qin Zhu couldn't help but laugh at himself inwardly.

Looking back on his life experiences, Qin Zhu felt only ups and downs.

He has put in just as much effort as anyone else to get to where he is today. Thousands of years of planning have been destroyed in an instant. It's impossible for him not to feel resentful.

Just as he was preparing to face death, a strong arm pulled Shiva's falling fist back.

"Hey, that's enough already. You should be forgiving."

Shiva was so focused on Qin Zhu that he didn't notice that other powerful figures had arrived.

When he turned his head, he saw a familiar face.

The God of Chaos—Chai Po!
"Hey, what are you doing here? Did your superiors assign you a mission? I didn't know that!"

It's true that the people of Anxing are very good at hiding themselves. Even at this point, Shiva still couldn't figure out why Chaipo was here, and actually asked such a stupid question.

"Heh, the higher-ups already guessed that you would definitely get desperate. After all, Jiuyou has developed over the years and its strength is no longer what it used to be. It's expected that you can't beat them."

Shiva was somewhat unhappy to hear this.

"Bullshit, I can't beat him? You don't mean to think things are almost settled and then say you were the one who defeated him, do you?"

Chai Po smiled slightly.

His eyes were full of mockery.

It seems to be saying that a high-ranking god wouldn't be so petty.

"Qin Zhu is hiding too much. He is willing to be our enemy to protect Anxing's intelligence. Don't you think there are many ways to find him? If you just kill him like this, where will we find those people from Anxing?"

Upon hearing what Chai Po said, Shiva immediately realized that it made a lot of sense.

He immediately loosened his fist.

Chai Po reached out, took Qin Zhu, and threw him directly into his chaotic space.

"Don't worry, Qin Zhu can't escape from my Chaos Space."

Shiva was about to nod in agreement when Chaipo's fist was already right in front of him.

(End of this chapter)