The main body is SSS-level, and the mirror image is also SSS-level.

On the edge of a cliff.

Bo Jin sat cross-legged, the Nine Lives Divine Blood within his body still slowly being digested.

Nine-colored divine light, wrapped in black and red nightmare power, circulated around his body.

The Nightmare Value jumped to 76.

Bo Jin had his eyes half-closed, his mind absorbed in digesting the divine blood.

suddenly.

A commotion came from the direction of the Temple of Gods.

The callous voice drifted over from three miles away.

"My brother said so."

"Impolite person."

"We'll keep hitting him until he becomes polite."

Bo Jin almost couldn't hold onto the divine blood in his hand.

Ok?

He opened one eye.

Did I say that?

When did you say that?

He turned his memory upside down.

No.

No, there isn't.

He definitely did not say that.

Bo Jin remained silent for two seconds.

Then I silently closed my eyes.

Forget it.

As long as my sister is happy.

As a useless nobody about to reach the eighth rank, I should just sit here and absorb the divine blood.

Things over there.

It's not at his level to interfere.

……

The Temple of the Gods.

The moment the two swords of heartlessness were drawn.

The dome of the entire hall cracked.

It wasn't cracked by the earthquake.

It was directly crushed by the aura of those two sword lights.

The colossal form of the Divine Law God, made of black iron, was the first to move.

The towering divine body raised its arm, and the Heavenly Mandate runes condensed into a golden spear that stretched across the sky.

The spear was engraved with patterns of laws.

Each line represents a divine law.

This was the full-force attack of the leader of the true gods.

It is enough to annihilate all living beings on the entire fifth level.

"Crush her!"

The divine law roared.

The golden spear, carrying earth-shattering power, pierced straight at Boqing.

at the same time.

The true form of the Evil God of the Mortal World has also made a move.

The raging flames transformed into countless strands of crimson hair, each strand containing a story of intense love and hate.

Those long hairs intertwined, tangled, and twisted into a burning giant python.

It strangles them from the side of heartlessness.

One is righteous, the other is evil.

One in front and one side.

The two eleventh-level beings attacked simultaneously.

Twenty-four projections of tenth-order deities followed closely behind.

The countless mechanical gears of the Heavenly Craftsman God were assembled in the air to form an impregnable wall.

The roots of the divine tree of the God of Longevity rose from the ground and covered the sky.

The scriptures of the Compassionate God are written in gold lettering, locking down the escape routes of the heartless one by one.

The flesh and blood vines of the God of All Desires sprouted from the ground.

The Devouring God opened its massive maw in the abyss.

The evil god of burial released the black coffin.

Qiongqi manifested a malevolent phantom.

Twenty-six attacks rained down simultaneously from twenty-six directions.

The space inside and outside the temple of gods shattered completely.

The golden and red light in the sky crowded together, pressing the whole world down into a piece of glass that was about to explode.

With this level of collaboration.

Don't just talk about one person.

An entire world could be wiped out.

……

Boqing stood in the center of the hall.

Didn't move.

She simply moved the Nightmare Judgment Sword in her left hand forward an inch.

One inch.

Just one inch.

hum-

Seven-colored light spread out from the blade.

It's not an outbreak.

It wasn't a gush.

Instead, it spreads gently like water.

then.

The moment the golden spear of divine law touched that layer of light.

The patterns of the laws gradually faded away.

The spear, starting from its tip, was reduced to dust inch by inch.

The karmic fire serpent of the mortal world collided with that layer of light.

The flames rolled back.

Thousands of strands of long, crimson hair broke off simultaneously.

Needless to say, the remaining twenty-four attacks were even more devastating.

The gear broke.

The sacred tree has withered.

The gold letter disappeared.

The vine broke.

The giant mouth could not be closed.

The black coffin was pushed back.

The malevolent phantom of Qiongqi—

It touched the edge of that seven-colored light.

It evaporated directly.

Clean and tidy.

There wasn't even a trace left.

Qiongqi's entire throne trembled three times.

A joint effort.

All resolved.

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Then.

The voice of the divine law exploded.

"How is that possible?!"

He looked down at the remaining fragments of the spear in his hand.

That was a strike from which He embodied all the laws of Heaven.

Even an eleventh-level opponent couldn't resolve it so easily.

unless--

Unless the other party is also at level eleven.

And he is stronger than Him.

But this was not the most devastating thing for the divine law.

What truly broke Him was...

It was the almost out-of-control roar of the Evil God of the Mortal World.

"wrong!"

The true form of the mortal world burst forth from the sea of ​​fire.

He stared at the heartless hand.

His expression completely changed.

"How come you have two swords of judgment in your hands?!"

These words were spoken.

The entire temple fell silent.

All the gods' gazes fell upon Boqing's hands.

Left hand.

The Sword of Nightmare Judgment.

Seven-colored light flowed around.

Right hand.

The sword of painful judgment.

Black and red sword light surged.

Two swords of judgment.

Two completely different auras of the "end".

They were emitted simultaneously from the same person.

Inside the hall.

A deathly silence.

Qiongqi's jaw froze halfway through grinding its teeth.

The Devouring God's mouth was open, and it forgot to close.

The branches and leaves of the Tongtian Divine Tree behind the God of Longevity fell off one by one.

They were scared away.

The few remaining gears on the chest of the God of Heavenly Craftsman all stopped turning.

Two swords of judgment.

What does that represent?

It represents what's behind the girl.

Not an "end".

There are two of them.

"unbelievable."

The compound eyes of the God of All Desires were all wide open.

"How the hell is this possible?"

His voice even changed tone.

"Two swords of judgment wielded by one person at the same time?"

"Nothing like this has ever happened in the entire history of the world of the seven emotions!"

The divine runes of the God of Law and Righteousness flashed wildly.

He stared at Boqing, his voice strained.

"What exactly are you?"

Boqing tilted his head.

I ignored him.

She simply turned the sword of pain in her right hand half a circle.

Then he took a step.

They walked towards the divine law.

"Don't come any closer!"

The divine law roared.

The colossal form of the ten-thousand-foot-tall black iron god clasped its hands together, and all the power of the eleventh rank transformed into a golden celestial barrier.

The barrier was covered with divine laws.

Every divine law was buzzing and trembling.

This is His strongest defense.

The heartless man stood before the barrier.

Raise the sword in your left hand.

With a gentle flick.

laugh--

A crack appeared in the middle of the barrier.

The cracks spread.

It spread like a spider web.

then.

Broken.

The entire Heavenly Law Barrier transformed into countless golden fragments, which drifted down.

It was like a golden snowfall.

The Iron Giant God of Divine Law took a step back.

The ground on the entire fifth level trembled.

The head of the eleventh-ranked gods.

I cancelled it.

"impossible!"

For the first time, panic appeared in the voice of the divine law.

"We're both at the eleventh rank, what makes you think you can suppress me?!"

The heartless man stopped in his tracks.

Look at him.

"Who said I'm on the same level as you?"

……

The pupils of the evil god of the mortal world suddenly contracted.

He finally realized something.

"Not the eleventh rank."

The voice of the mortal world trembled.

"You are not at level eleven."

"The power of your emotions—"

He stared intently at the gleam that accompanied each of Bo Qing's sword strikes.

Within that layer of light.

There are seven colors.

Seven colors correspond to seven emotions.

Every emotion is the foundational power of an "End".

anger.

sad.

nightmare.

pain.

happy.

fear.

Love.

Seven emotions.

They became one.

Transform into the power of one person.

"Seven emotions merged..."

The voice of worldly affairs was squeezed out from his throat.

"Does each of your sword strikes carry the power of seven different emotions?"

"monster!"

"You're a fucking monster!"

This was the first time in countless years that the Evil God of the Mortal World had sworn during a battle.

Because He finally understood.

Why did Jiu Ming die so quickly?

Why does the Heavenly Constitution Barrier shatter so easily?

Why couldn't two eleventh-level beings withstand even a single sword strike when they joined forces?

It's not that being heartless is a level above them.

Rather, it is the power within Bo Qing.

It is an existence that transcends all [righteous gods] and [evil gods].

That is the power of the [End].

The power of the seven [End].

now.

All of this comes together in one person.

……

at this time.

The twenty-six gods looked at Bo Qing, who was now invincible at the eleventh rank.

Suddenly, he became polite.