Huangxiu

Chapter 1235-Victory
Ji Qingyun frowned: "Is this a prelude to war?"

Zheng Pingzhang lowered his voice: "Does the God Venerable really dare to go to war with the Undying God Venerable? ...He can't win, can he?"

Ji Qingyun focused his inner energy on the distance and said, "Even if we can't win, we have to fight."

"Just withdraw directly." Zheng Pingzhang was puzzled: "Isn't it unnecessary to fight to the death? ...We won't miss the chance to take one more Wuxin Sect."

"The Heartless Sect is a stumbling block for us!" Ji Qingyun snorted.

Zheng Pingzhang said, "It doesn't matter, right? Especially for the Divine Venerable, if the Heartless Sect doesn't work out, we can switch to another sect. It's all about establishing authority, so it's the same thing."

Ji Qingyun turned his head, his burning gaze returning from the distance to him.

Zheng Pingzhang scratched his head: "Did I say something wrong?"

Ji Qingyun turned her head back and continued to gaze into the distance.

Zheng Pingzhang said, "We cannot afford to harm this deity any further."

Ji Qingyun turned her head and glared at him.

Zheng Pingzhang shrank his neck, lightly patted his mouth, and gave an awkward laugh.

Ji Qingyun snorted, "Don't impose our ideas on the God. The God is different from us."

“Yes, yes, the God is indeed more powerful.” Zheng Pingzhang agreed.

Ji Qingyun said, "Life and death in this world are just a dream to the God. How would you act in this dream?"

“...I wake up from nightmares every day, finding myself being hunted down by the Exorcism Division.”

"Useless!" Ji Qingyun scoffed.

"What does the sect leader dream about?"

“I don’t dream,” Ji Qingyun said.

"Hey, everyone dreams." Zheng Pingzhang shook his head dismissively.

Ji Qingyun said, "With a treasure protecting you, you will naturally have no dreams."

"What kind of treasure is it?... Never mind, let's not talk about it yet." Zheng Pingzhang glanced at Zhu Lingyun in the distance.

"It's a little thing, nothing mysterious, it just sleeps better."

"That's alright." Zheng Pingzhang breathed a sigh of relief.

“You…” Ji Qingyun shook his head, took out the jade pendant from his chest, and then put it back: “Hmm—?!”

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze fixed on the distance where he saw a strange phenomenon.

Zhu Lingyun's body suddenly expanded with golden light, and a purple bell vaguely appeared within the golden light.

"when……"

"when……"

"when……"

Several dragons on the purple bell are moving around, as if they have come to life and are about to fly out of the bronze bell.

"This is...?" Zheng Pingzhang asked in surprise, "They've already started fighting?"

"The fight started."

"I don't see anyone!"

Zheng Pingzhang strained his eyes, trying to find another person, that supreme deity.

Ji Qingyun slowly said, "This is a battle of gods, a spiritual struggle."

"Can the God of War win?" Zheng Pingzhang asked hurriedly.

Ji Qingyun shook his head: "Hard to say."

Is the difference between a Divine Venerable and a Supreme Divine Venerable like the difference between a Non-Venerable and a Venerable, or like the difference between a Nine-Turn and a Perfected Nine-Turn?

Regardless of the type of difference, the gap is enormous, and the God-Emperor is likely to be defeated.

Zheng Pingzhang said, "Shall we prepare to run?"

"Yes, get ready." Ji Qingyun said in a deep voice.

Zheng Pingzhang shook his head: "Our luck is really... We've lost one, and now we're going to lose another."

Ji Qingyun turned her head and glared at him.

Zheng Pingzhang shrank his neck, slapped his mouth, and chuckled sheepishly.

Ji Qingyun shook his head, staring intently into the distance, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Zheng Pingzhang asked, "When shall we run?"

He saw the purple bronze bell getting smaller and smaller, and the dragons on the bell swimming faster and faster.

“Retreat one li first!” Ji Qingyun said.

"Walk."

The two gracefully retreated, their eyes fixed on the distant mountain peak.

The two stopped on a mountaintop a mile away, landing in a crevice between two giant rocks.

He lay prone behind a huge rock, with only his head and eyes showing, his eyes never leaving Zhu Lingyun.

Zhu Lingyun slowly took out a palm-sized golden scepter from his sleeve.

"Hey, Sect Master, your treasure." Zheng Pingzhang said in a low voice.

Ji Qingyun corrected: "Now it's not my treasure, it's the God's treasure."

"Is this treasure really useful?" Zheng Pingzhang asked in surprise, "Can it be used at this time?" Ji Qingyun's eyes widened even more, wishing he could rush over to examine it closely.

Those ruins were extraordinary; they seemed to be something other than ordinary.

Unfortunately, it didn't react for a long time, and slowly became useless.

I never expected this golden scepter to be so important, coming in handy at such a crucial moment.

The golden scepter suddenly shone brightly.

It shone with golden light, like the blazing sun.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, a figure appeared in the void, short and thin.

The figure appeared in the air, but it was not real; it was just a shadow.

The shadow swayed unsteadily, as if it were drunk.

The golden scepter shone brightly once more.

This time, the light was even brighter than before, as if two blazing suns had set.

The swaying shadow floating in the air suddenly became blurry.

The golden scepter lit up again the next moment.

It was brighter than before, as if another blazing sun had been added.

"Boom!"

Zheng Pingzhang and Ji Qingyun were both sent flying, crashing heavily into the boulder behind them.

Both of them had blood gushing from the corners of their mouths, their faces were pale, and they looked like they were in pain.

"This……"

Zheng Pingzhang covered his forehead, his muscles contorted, his eyes bloodshot, the whites of his eyes stained crimson.

Ji Qingyun's face was covered in powder, her lips were marked with teeth marks, and she barely managed to remain calm.

He quickly bent down and lay back on the boulder in front of him, keeping a close eye on Zhu Lingyun's direction.

His voice suddenly rose: "We won!"

Zheng Pingzhang gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you defeat that Undying God?"

"Yes, the Undying God has dispersed! The God has won!" Ji Qingyun exclaimed excitedly.

Zheng Pingzhang let out a sigh of relief: "They almost killed us too... No wonder they made us retreat so far away."

Ji Qingyun's eyes blazed: "You've defeated the Undying God!"

"It's all thanks to your treasure, Sect Master," Zheng Pingzhang said.

"Shut up! ...You mouth!" Ji Qingyun turned and glared at him: "If you keep talking nonsense, you'll suffer!"

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything then." Zheng Pingzhang rubbed the back of his head, still feeling lingering fear.

He felt like his head was about to split open and explode.

This has clearly reached its limit.

"Thank goodness the God didn't go any harder, or my head would have exploded!"

“…Hmm.” Ji Qingyun nodded slowly.

My head felt like it was splitting into several pieces, and the pain was unbearable. If it weren't for the jade pendant on my chest slowly exhaling cool air to soothe my head, I would have fainted by now.

Zheng Pingzhang exclaimed, "This treasure is more than ten times more powerful in the hands of the God Venerable."

"A divine being..." Ji Qingyun exclaimed, "Unfathomable, truly worthy of being a divine being!"

I know best how powerfully this golden scepter devours the spirit.

It was like a whale swallowing its prey, instantly devouring all the spirit in one gulp, as if it were trying to swallow its own soul as well.

After using it once, he nearly fainted; there was absolutely no possibility of doing it a second time.

The God-Emperor can unleash this technique three times in a row, and each time it is stronger than the last.

It is truly unimaginable how powerful the spirit of the deity must be.

The gap was so vast, like an insurmountable chasm, that I never dared to imagine that I could cultivate to such a level.

Zheng Pingzhang was overjoyed: "I never expected the God Venerable to be so strong. Even with treasures, he could still defeat the Undying God Venerable!"

"Yes."

"I never expected that little thing to be so powerful," Zheng Pingzhang remarked.

"It's only this powerful in the hands of a deity," Ji Qingyun said. "It's fortunate that it's in the hands of a deity."

Zheng Pingzhang laughed and said, "Sect Master, the Divine Venerable is not here."

"You... go, go and see the God!"

Ji Qingyun glared at him, then leaped off the boulder and flew away along the treetops.

"They're really careful." Zheng Pingzhang shook his head and smiled, then followed.

How could there be no resentment when such a treasure was taken away by a deity? The sect leader is not so generous.

But the situation was compelling; after all, he was a god, and that was the rule.

Being a member of the Myriad Manifestations Sect means you must abide by these rules.

(End of this chapter)