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Chapter 400 Judgment of the Fallen Gods
Ji Wantang raised her hand, and the blood-red slender sword transformed into a blood-red giant scythe. Her gray-white eye emitted a light that was completely different from before.

Previously, when he looked into Ji Wantang's eyes, he could only feel the bloodthirsty madness in Ji Wantang's eyes. However, now that she locked onto him with that gray-white eye, Lin Zhao clearly felt an unprecedented aura of death enveloping him, devoid of any vitality, leaving only deathly silence.

Another spiritual technique that seems to possess a domain.

Lin Zhao noticed this and couldn't help but complain, "Aren't these domain-type spiritual skills supposed to be based on compatibility and extremely difficult to find and cultivate?"

How come Ji Wantang used two moves before I even exchanged more than a few blows with her?
The influence of the Heavenly Phoenix King's aura around them was almost negligible due to the absolute stillness emanating from Ji Wantang. Lin Zhao felt that his hand holding the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword had become slightly heavier.

However, it is clear that the negative effects of this domain-type spiritual skill are not only directed at the opponent; Ji Wantang's own speed also slowed down considerably after using this spiritual skill.

No, isn't that slow?
The crimson giant scythe subtly changed color, and Ji Wantang's long black hair slowly turned the same gray-white as her natal weapon. One eye was gray-white, and the other was blood-red. She raised her hand, and the crimson giant scythe in her hand flashed with color in the next instant, slashing a blade of light towards Lin Zhao.

That blade of light was the current color of the crimson giant scythe; perhaps it should be described as a white bone scythe.

Ji Wantang's speed was reduced by her own spiritual skill, but the speed of her spiritual skill was not. She was not fast in casting her spiritual skill, but the blade light arrived in front of Lin Zhao in an instant.

Lin Zhao's phoenix wings opened behind him, then folded back to form a shield, blocking the blade's edge.

When the white blade of light made contact with the phoenix wings' defense, it seemed to come alive, emitting a strange, shrill laugh before scattering and forming a bizarre-looking white phoenix. The phoenix danced around Lin Zhao, its wings flapping to create white vortexes that enveloped him.
The white phoenix exuded a subtle, ominous, and chilling aura.

"The Ghost Bird." Grandma Honghu's voice echoed in Lin Zhao's mind: "This girl, she definitely has more than just..."

Lin Zhao could no longer hear the remaining voice of Granny Honghu. Through the air vortex cage that the ghost bird had created for her, she met Ji Wantang's blood-red eyes.

"Let's not have anyone else interfere in this battle between you and me, shall we?" Ji Wantang's white bone scythe grew larger again, and another blade of light was unleashed.

This time, the blade's light was brighter than the first one, and its killing intent was also more intense.

Lin Zhao knew that this attack could not be defended against head-on after she withstood the first one with her Phoenix Wing Shield.

So she transformed the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword into a spear. With a flap of her phoenix wings, the spear's tail struck the void beneath her feet. As the spear's tail shattered, a golden light of ten thousand feet appeared from beneath her feet.

Golden light rose up, emitting streams of scorching spiritual energy that transformed into golden petals that fluttered up from below, enveloping the vortex of air surrounding Lin Zhao.

The golden feathers carried a rich life force, which intertwined and tore at the deathly aura of the gray airflow, producing a series of piercing sounds.

Lin Zhao broke free and no longer pondered the situation or waited for Ji Wantang to make a move; she activated the Mysterious Shadow Movement.

This time, Lin Zhao did not leave any black shadow in the mysterious movement. However, there was still a Lin Zhao in the original position, but she herself appeared behind Ji Wantang.

The spear tip swept horizontally downwards from Ji Wantang's head.

At this speed, Ji Wantang would have no chance of escaping unless she used a movement technique or spiritual skill that was even more advanced than the Mysterious Shadow Movement.

However, Ji Wantang herself had no intention of escaping. The moment the spear tip fell, a pair of wings burst out from behind her.

These wings were not blood-red, nor were they even feathers.

The moment it appeared, sharp, metallic blades extended from the edges of its wings, causing Lin Zhao's spear to groan as it struck down.

This turn of events was unexpected by Lin Zhao, forcing her to quickly distance herself from Ji Wantang once again.

"If I'm not mistaken, the weapon in your hand is the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword, isn't it?" Now that Ji Wantang had revealed her wings, she no longer intended to hide them. "Did you obtain some of the Ancestral Phoenix's inheritance?" Ji Wantang slightly curled her lips, and her grayish-white pupils even showed a faint tendency to split.

"But Lin Zhao, you're not the only one with the ancestral god's inheritance!"

Ji Wantang laughed loudly, gripping the giant white scythe with both hands. Her red and white eyes and gray-white hair danced without wind, and her blood-red phoenix robe fluttered as her giant scythe grew larger. She stood in the air, and at this moment, the phantom of a blood phoenix solidified behind Ji Wantang.

However, in addition to the frenzied bloodlust of the Blood Phoenix Aristocrat, she also exuded an absolute, chilling aura of authority over life and death, and judgment over all living beings.

"The power of ancestral spirits..."

Lin Zhao didn't need to spend much effort to know which creator god's legacy Ji Wantang possessed.

The appearance of double pupils and traces of ancestral spirits, but Ji Wantang has always demonstrated the abilities of a Blood Phoenix Chaser. Who would have thought that she would have the inheritance of ancestral spirits?
However, from the very beginning, Lin Zhao never underestimated Ji Wantang's terrifying potential.

Ji Wantang held the white giant scythe in her slender hand. Between her fair brows, a blood-red mark slowly appeared. Finally, the mark split open, forming a pale white eye.

Without saying a word, Lin Zhao transformed his spear into a sword, channeled his spiritual energy, and wielded the longsword, each strike building upon the last, creating an overwhelming pressure.

Because of Lin Zhao's gathering of power for this spiritual technique, the defensive shield of the battle platform began to show some cracks.

Those outside seemed to have noticed something and quickly began repairs.

Lin Zhao's gaze was fixed on Ji Wantang. He retracted his phoenix wings and focused all his spiritual energy on this move.

"Heavenly Punishment, help me!"

A jet-black talisman brush appeared in response, and as Lin Zhao's voice fell, intricate talismans were rapidly drawn under the impetus of Lin Zhao's spiritual energy.

The spiritual imprints emitted by these talismans overlapped with Lin Zhao's sword light and merged into this space.

The world seemed to darken, the temperature in this space gradually decreased, and crystal-clear snowflakes fell one by one.

Lin Zhao raised her longsword, initially using only the simplest and longest-lasting spiritual technique. The pure radiance seemed to illuminate the dimmed world, but only the tip of the sword shone brightly, chasing after the enemy.

"The spirits of a thousand mountains return to me, granting me a cold light; with this one sword, I shall slay a thousand spirits."

Ji Wantang narrowed her eyes, and the head of the giant white scythe suddenly moved, as if letting out a sigh.

As the Thousand Spirit Slash arrived, the giant scythe burst forth with an unprecedented black and red light, actually swallowing the Thousand Spirit Slash whole.

A strange crimson color appeared at the center of Ji Wantang's white eye between her brows, and her double pupil slowly emitted a human voice under Lin Zhao's icy gaze.

"Judgment of Fallen Gods"

The Judgment of Fallen Gods is a command or skill that only gods are qualified to issue.

Ji Wantang couldn't possibly be a god, so there's only one possibility.

The Eye of the Fallen God, Ji Wantang's eye, is it the eye of the ancestral spirit?