One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Just then.

The enormous black vortex of thunderstorm at the top of the sinkhole suddenly stopped spinning.

The previously oppressive airflow suddenly became eerily still.

The surrounding air suddenly froze.

A faint light, not dazzling but imbued with endless antiquity and vastness, slowly pierced through the crack in the dark clouds.

The light was a strange silvery-white color, devoid of any temperature.

Yet, this imbued the entire Fulong Tiankeng, filled with ruins, with a cold and sacred aura.

Zhang Tianyi raised his head.

His dark eyes were fixed on the crack in the sky.

The clouds were slowly parted to the sides by a pair of invisible hands.

In the boundless void.

A colossal phantom gradually revealed its outline.

It has no facial features, nor flesh and blood.

It descended from the sky with an absolute pressure that looked down upon all things and regarded all living beings as worthless grass.

Gods.

It remained in the heavens.

Those enormous eyes, formed from a convergence of silvery-white light, gazed indifferently down below.

His gaze pierced through the blood mist that filled the sky.

It landed on the blood-soaked youth, who looked like a demon god.

One person, one god.

Right above this sinkhole, which resembles a slaughterhouse.

Across the vast void.

They are facing each other from afar.

Zhang Tianyi tilted his head slightly.

Then a fierce and bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes.

Chapter 442 Taking Yi'er Home

over nine days.

The deity, formed from silvery-white light, looked down indifferently.

It is not a real god.

Rather, it was a wisp of will that was forcibly drawn in after the Nine Pythons Devoured the Heart, having stolen the millennia-old dragon vein's fortune of China.

"mortal……"

A clear, ethereal voice echoed through the entire valley.

The sound had no source, yet it struck straight to the soul.

"You have stolen the power of thunder and committed countless atrocities. Your existence is an anomaly."

"Kneel down. Accept Takamagahara's..."

The words of the deity had not yet faded.

Standing in the pool of blood, Zhang Tianyi didn't hear a single word.

Zhang Tianyi slowly tilted her head.

In those deep, dark eyes, there was no defiance, no emotion.

Only the purest, most primal desire—the urge to destroy!

"Roar……"

A low hiss escaped from his mouth.

"Oh!"

Zhang Tianyi transformed into a streak of pitch-black lightning.

Like an ancient, ferocious beast that has lost all its shackles, it soars straight into the sky!

He didn't even resort to any means.

It was purely due to that broken body that was constantly cracking and overflowing with destructive lightning.

Facing the overwhelming silvery divine light pouring down from the sky, it crashed headlong into it!

"presumptuous……"

The phantom of the god in the void seemed to be enraged by this irrational and barbaric act.

The silvery-white pillar of light resembled a physical prison, attempting to suppress the murderer.

However, at the moment of contact.

Zhang Tianyi's hands, covered in cracks and revealing pale white finger bones, plunged directly into that sacred and inviolable pillar of light!

He let the divine light scorch his flesh and blood.

He opened his mouth, revealing his bloodstained teeth.

It let out a shrill roar that shattered the sky!

"Boom boom boom—!"

Dark lightning surged uncontrollably from his arms!

This is not a technique.

This is the ultimate violence he unleashed at the cost of burning his life and soul!

The lofty, arrogant phantom of the god actually let out a mournful cry under this power.

Zhang Tianyi ripped it open with both hands!

That wisp of divine will that was forcibly summoned from Takamagahara.

He tore it in half from the middle!

The silvery light burst open like a punctured bubble, dissipating in the night sky.

They transformed into countless fireflies.

The sky returned to its deathly darkness.

God has fallen.

Zhang Tianyi, having lost his target, was left without an attack target.

The last bit of ferocity that had sustained his rampage within him vanished abruptly.

The out-of-control lightning energy began to mercilessly devour his internal organs.

He fell straight down from a height of hundreds of meters like a bird with broken wings.

"Boom."

A dull thud.

Zhang Tianyi crashed heavily back to the bottom of the sinkhole.

The excruciating pain that penetrated to the bone finally brought back his last vestiges of lucidity.

His body surface was covered with cracks that resembled porcelain shards.

Strands of lightning were uncontrollably spilling out of the crack and dissipating into the air.

This is a precursor to transformation.

His body and soul will soon transform into the most primordial spiritual energy of heaven and earth, giving back to the world.

But Zhang Tianyi did not close her eyes.

With his blood-soaked, trembling hands, he gripped the muddy ground tightly.

Blood was everywhere.

He forcefully propped himself up.

My vision was already blurred, and the world in front of me seemed to be veiled by a red gauze.

But he still gritted his teeth and dragged his broken body, little by little, step by step.

A long trail of blood was left in the mud.

They climbed toward the very center of the altar.

there.

Feng Baobao, wearing an ill-fitting silk cheongsam, lay quietly on the yin-yang pattern.

It's like she's asleep.

"Girl..."

Zhang Tianyi climbed to the edge of the altar, reached out with difficulty, and grasped the cold bronze surface.

He exhausted his strength and climbed onto the altar.

Approaching Feng Baobao's side, he gently and slowly embraced her petite body.

The little girl's body was already cold.

Those big, bright eyes, always full of life and innocence, were tightly closed.

A sweet smile, lingering on her lips, still lingered.

Zhang Tianyi lowered her head.