Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 422 Whose Knife?

A shock to the divine sense.

There was no small amount involved; it was all about going all out.

Xiao Wu did not fall into a coma.

"Click~"

Instead, a crisp cracking sound rang out.

A small mirror-shaped hair ornament, resembling a sapphire, fell from Xiao Wu's hair. Clearly, it was another divine artifact, but in An Zhen's opinion, who had inherited Electrolux's mantle, this artifact was utterly crudely made. The material was quite good, but the forging process looked like it had been hammered out by someone.

Just as Xiao Wu was trying to switch control of An Zhen using the Soft Bone Lock.

Another attack of divine sense.

no more, no less.

Dizziness, but not fatal.

Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's momentary lapse in concentration, An Zhen snatched the Ghost Carving Divine Blade from Xiao Wu's hands and casually tossed it onto a nearby mountain.

When Xiao Wu regained her senses from the dizziness, An Zhen's hands had already grabbed her white silk ankles and then forcibly separated her soft bone locks.

Using softness to overcome hardness can indeed work.

"But the difference in strength is huge." Immediately afterwards, a familiar sense of power surged through Xiao Wu's body, and Xiao Wu, whose ankle was grabbed, was slammed to the ground by An Zhen.

Then came another attack of divine sense.

The two sides are not evenly matched in terms of combat strength.

A futuristic silver chain, the level-nine soul tool Binding God Rope, appeared in An Zhen's hand. The soul tool was activated, and like a long snake, it attacked Xiao Wu, who was lying on the ground. Using a tortoise shell binding technique, it bound Xiao Wu, who was still in a dazed state, outlining an incredibly alluring body curve. Coupled with her disheveled posture, it was as if it was tempting people to commit a crime.

However, Anzhen didn't feel anything.

He's not a male rabbit.

"Cough cough cough—" The "intimate" contact with the ground caused Xiao Wu to suffer serious internal injuries. The unclear craters on the ground were enough to tell the story. At this moment, Xiao Wu could not speak. Blood mixed with some fragments of internal organs came out of her mouth.

"let me go!"

Xiao Wu glared angrily at An Zhen with her beautiful eyes, trying to mobilize her physical strength, but it was completely useless in front of this level nine soul tool specially designed to restrain her. Moreover, there were also external special steel needles that had pierced her acupoints and blocked her meridians.

"You bastard—(a long unplayable segment)"

"You ill-mannered wild rabbit." An Zhen wasn't Tang San; he wouldn't tolerate this wild rabbit. With that, An Zhen reached out, and an invisible force directly rubbed a lump of mud from the ground. After reinforcing it, he stuffed the mud ball directly into Xiao Wu's mouth.

"I have a question." An Zhen smiled and looked at Xiao Wu, who was glaring at him. "Do you think Bibi Dong knows what roasted meat from a 100,000-year-old Soft-Boned Rabbit tastes like?"

Xiao Wu's expression froze for a moment, and the next second, her tightly bound body suddenly began to twist violently, struggling on the ground like a maggot, her beautiful eyes staring intently at An Zhen as if she wanted to bite him.

"Ha~"

...On the other side.

The God of Greed quickly subdued the remaining members of the Sea God Clan. The heads of the only surviving corpses of the Sea God Douluo and two Super Douluo were severed and hung up by the God of Greed. He then slaughtered many more as a warning to others; after all, some were afraid of death, and there were quite a few of them. The strongest among these people didn't even possess the Soul Saint level, and were utterly powerless against a demon god who wielded the power of greed. In this regard, the God of Greed, being the original sin god, was quite experienced.

As they were counting the number of people, the God of Greed saw An Zhen carrying Xiao Wu, who was disheveled, covered in dust and blood, as she approached. The God of Greed's eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze fell on the unconscious Xiao Wu.

"Young Master," the God of Greed said respectfully.

"This damn rabbit's mouth is too annoying, so I imprisoned her consciousness in my Martial Soul Space." An Zhen casually tossed Xiao Wu to the ground. "Did the teacher instruct us on what to do with Xiao Wu after we caught her?"

"Imprison her for now," the God of Greed said, glancing at the disheveled Xiao Wu. "As long as she's not dead, nothing else matters."

"Then put it away for now." An Zhen tossed Xiao Wu into the "stomach" of the virtual world.

"Regarding these people," the God of Greed looked at the densely packed Sea God family members kneeling below the stage, some trembling with anger, others trembling with fear, "what does the young master intend to do with them?"

“Labor reform and ideological reform,” An Zhen said. “The belief in the sea god is unacceptable. Adults’ values ​​and worldviews have already been formed and are beyond saving. But there is still hope for children.”

Killing them would solve the problem once and for all, but there are tens of thousands of people on this island. Anzhen dislikes meaningless killing.

An Zhen brought a Soul Master Corps and Level 10 Soul Master Ye Yulin with Huan Yu to suppress this place. Later, relevant personnel will travel by warship to make arrangements for these members of the Sea God Family.

"Next."

"Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong, who were hiding in the demiplane, went out to find Tang Hao and A Yin's Oscar."

An Zhen toyed with the Ghost Carving Divine Blade in her fingers, habitually infusing it with the power of the world, just like feeding it the Trident of Poseidon, in preparation for nurturing the Ghost Carving Divine Blade's weapon spirit.

Just like when the Trident of Poseidon was "activated" earlier, the power of the world encountered no obstacles and was absorbed by the Ghost Carving Divine Blade, merging into its core. However, one of the spiritual imprints was silently triggered, and a ghostly blue flame lit up on the blade of the Ghost Carving Divine Blade.

"Who!" An Zhen instantly sensed something was wrong and immediately threw out the Ghost Carving Divine Blade in her hand. A flash of golden light appeared, and the golden Trident of the Sea God appeared in her hand. The God of Greed also went into a state of alert.

"Interesting." A male voice rang out, and the Ghost Carving Divine Blade, glowing with a faint blue light, appeared in the air.

"So this is how you took the Trident of Poseidon and made it yours to use, huh?"

"Ice and Fire Chef Melting Ice?" An Zhen guessed.

“A familiar title, I haven’t heard anyone mention it in a long time,” Rong Nianbing remarked. As his voice rang out, illusory light emerged from the Ghost Carving Divine Blade, transforming into a tall, blond youth who grasped the blade.

“Take your hands off my spoils,” Anzhen said softly, raising the Trident of Poseidon in her hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't this my knife?" Rong Nianbing smiled helplessly.

An Zhen shook her head. "You lent it to Xiao Wu, and I seized it from Xiao Wu, so this is my spoils of war."

“Of course.” A playful glint suddenly appeared in An Zhen’s dark eyes. “You can also use this spiritual imprint to take this knife away, I won’t stop you. But the God of Emotions interfering in the mortal realm and stealing something from a mortal is a crime you can’t escape.”

If An Zhen hadn't realized that Rong Nianbing's spiritual imprint hadn't reached the divine level, and that it had only gone undetected because it was inside the core of the Ghost Carving Divine Blade, he would have already "told his parents." He wouldn't have been so foolish as to choose to confront a first-level deity who might be an enemy at this time.

(End of this chapter)