Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 568 I'm Stronger Than You Think (Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Subscriptions!)

The supervisor lowered his head, pressed down on Wu Xian's wrist with his left hand, and then thrust out his right hand, which was holding the carving knife, towards Wu Xian's brow.

"clang--!!"

The Confucian Sage's Carving Knife truly lived up to its reputation as the Confucian Sage's personal magic weapon; it easily broke through the void domains that those spiritual arrays could not penetrate.

When the carving knife touched Wu Xian's brow, a metallic clang resounded in the air. Although sparks flew, it could not advance even an inch, leaving not even a red mark.

puff! !
Blood splattered as the supervisor's entire right arm was severed at the shoulder, then turned to ashes under the scorching golden flames, leaving only the red-hot Confucian sage's carving knife falling to the ground. Wu Xian grabbed it and threw it into the inner universe cave for suppression.

At the same time, the momentum that had been weakening suddenly dropped, and he coughed up blood and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This was not only due to the injuries on his body, but also due to the backlash caused by the forced destruction of the Confucian sage's spirit.

"You're right."

Wu Xian slowly tightened his grip on the supervisor's heart, and mysterious runes spread out, restricting his movements. Then he spoke calmly.

"As the embodiment of the will of Heaven and a first-grade sorcerer, the stronger the fortune of the Great Feng Dynasty, the stronger you will become. With the addition of the heroic spirit of the Confucian Sage, even a half-step Martial God is no match for you, and you can be compared with the super grade."

"But unfortunately, you've overlooked one thing: I'm stronger than you think."

The supervisor lowered his head, his scholar's hat was cracked in several places, and his long white hair covered his face, making it difficult to discern his expression.

"Indeed, I underestimated you. I only thought you were a little stronger than a normal half-step Martial God, but I didn't expect you to be this much stronger. Even if the Confucian Sage were alive, I'm afraid he would have a hard time suppressing you..."

"Oh, so you're saying you're planning to give up resisting and hand over the spiritual essence to me?"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow and asked with great interest.

"Ahem! If it were three years ago, I might have considered it, but now... I'm sorry, you're too dangerous and there's too much uncertainty involved. I can't entrust the future of this world to you."

"Ha, how righteous of you to say that... Fine, since you refuse to cooperate, I'll take it myself!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian narrowed his eyes, and a powerful suction force emanated from the hand holding the heart of the supervisor, as if he intended to forcibly devour the spiritual essence within the other party's body.

Unsurprisingly, Wu Xian failed.

As a master of destiny, the supervisor's fate is already bound to the Great Feng. Unless he is willing to die, no one in this world can kill him or take away his spiritual essence.

At least, Wu Xian, whose cultivation level is currently limited to the half-step Martial God realm, cannot do it.

This has nothing to do with combat power, but rather with the suppression of the Heavenly Dao rules. Unless Wu Xian breaks through to the Super Grade and unleashes all his potential, he can break the rules and truly do whatever he wants.

However, a problem arises: to seize the spiritual essence of the Supervisor, one must break through to become a Martial God; and to become a Martial God, one must obtain the spiritual essence of the Supervisor. This creates a logical loop.

The supervisor coughed up blood again, gripping Wu Xian's wrist tightly, and sighed, "No need to rush. Although I won't give you the spiritual essence, there are other things that might interest you..."

As he spoke, Wu Xian felt the heart he was holding suddenly pound, followed by a violent surge of energy.

Click!

A sharp sound rang out from the void, and boundless gales raged, shattering a chaotic expanse.

In an instant, heaven and earth were turned upside down, yin and yang were reversed, and the earth, fire, water and wind swirled endlessly, as if a new world was being born and destroyed, constantly breaking down and then rebuilding.

At the center of this strange phenomenon, the Supervisor's body slowly dissipated, and the Confucian crown atop his head shattered, transforming into three beams of clear light that shot out and flew towards the mainland...

Moments later, the chaos subsided, and the island of gods and demons had long since vanished, leaving only the seabed dried up by the intense heat and a massive abyss. From the air, all that could be seen was endless darkness, sending chills down one's spine.

With a whoosh, golden light flashed, and Wu Xian flew out of the darkness, his Kunpeng wings unfurled behind him, and he was holding a little fox with nine tails in his arms. It was none other than the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, the ruler of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom who was still in the process of advancing.

The sudden self-destruction by the supervisor surprised even Wu Xian. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and protected the nine-tailed fox before the terrifying energy from the explosion spread to it. Otherwise, today's lunch might have been "grilled fox".

"To be honest, this is a true life-saving grace. It's not unreasonable to ask you to repay it with your body!"

Looking at the nine-tailed fox lying oblivious in his arms, Wu Xian reached out and stroked her tail a few times, revealing a helpless smile.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell upon the deep abyss below, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Self-destruction? Mutual destruction? Don't be ridiculous!"

Wu Xian was somewhat surprised by Jian Zheng's self-disclosure, but not too surprised. He was even able to guess some of the other party's thoughts based on the plot analysis of the original work.

Clearly, after discovering that Wu Xian's strength far exceeded expectations, the supervisor abandoned the idea of ​​confronting him head-on and instead used self-destruction to escape, in order to prevent himself from being sealed and suppressed by the other party. Then, he slowly researched a method to extract the spiritual essence from Wu Xian's body.

As for Jianzheng, who is the embodiment of the will of Heaven, self-destruction is not true death. He can simply reawaken his will by merging with the Heavenly Dao through the current generation of Daoist Celestial Venerables, just like in the original story, and thus return to Kyushu.

It must be said that this plan was indeed brilliant. If he hadn't read the script beforehand and was fully aware of his backup plan, other natives, even shamans and sorcerers who were skilled in divination, might have been deceived by him.

With this in mind, Wu Xian planned to open a portal to leave this place and go directly to the Daoist Heavenly Sect. He intended to use force to control that Daoist Heavenly Venerable, prevent him from merging with the Heavenly Dao, and keep the will of the Supervisor dormant, leaving him to stare helplessly in the sky.

You don't want me to become a martial god?

Fine! Then I won't be anyone!
However, at this moment, Wu Xian frowned slightly and took out a fragment of the Earth Book hidden in the cave. When he saw the text that appeared on it, his pupils immediately contracted.

……

Meanwhile, in a sea area tens of thousands of miles away from the island of gods and demons.

The enormous monster floated on the sea, rising and falling with the waves.

Its appearance is not much different from that of an octopus, but its body is covered with bluish-black scales, and the back of its head is covered with horny armor like a tortoise shell, which is obviously made of a material with extremely strong defensive capabilities.

Countless years have passed, yet this body has not decayed, and it still contains an incomparably vigorous vitality.

"Teacher, are you sure that after I absorb the spiritual essence of this octopus, I can break through to the half-step Martial God realm?"

After Xu Qi'an brought the giant octopus to the surface of the sea, he raised his hand and asked the question on the black ring on his middle finger.

"...This is a super-grade god-demon from ancient times. After it died in battle, its remaining spiritual essence and will merged, turning it into a soulless monster. As long as you follow my method and absorb its essence and spiritual essence, it will be enough for you to break through to the half-step Martial God level."

The illusory voice of the supervisor came from within, as if the signal was bad and it was intermittent.

In fact, this was not the supervisor, but a wisp of his will left in the ring. After the supervisor self-destructed, it could not last long and would soon dissipate.

"What if the Bad Commander comes after me during my breakthrough?"

Xu Qi'an said with concern.

There was no way around it; it wasn't that he was a coward, but Wu Xian was just too powerful. Without being fully prepared, he felt a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, someone will help us keep him in check. You just need to break through to the half-step Martial God realm, and then... prepare for your advancement to Martial God."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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