In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

What they saw was different from what the three, including Jinluo, saw.

The Vulcan priest was filled with horror. This...this word was terrifying!

Every stroke of his brush contained a power of rules that surpassed his imagination.

This single word encapsulates the true essence of fire.

Even the priest under the god of fire secretly compared himself to the god, which made him very uncomfortable.

Because the profoundness of the rules of fire demonstrated by Sendouryu is even more unfathomable than that of the Fire God!

This... how is that possible?

His faith was almost shaken.

My God above, can you see this? How can such a terrifying existence exist on this continent? It's horrifying.

Moreover, why wasn't he sanctioned by mainland China's rules?

Most importantly, he actually attacked me! Even a level three deity would be crushed by such a powerful figure!

The fire god priest shed tears of sorrow and regret.

He felt he was under pressure that his level shouldn't have to bear.

But it's too late to say anything now, because the flames seem to have betrayed him.

That's right. After the word "Thousand Streams of Fire" appeared, he discovered that all the fire elements in the world had become his enemies.

Then, terrifying flames enveloped it from the inside out...

Mom...did you see that? A priest spontaneously combusted right in front of me...Now I know you were right to teach me not to play with fire when I was little.

The golden crocodile was terrified.

Is this the legendary "playing with fire and getting burned"?

The fire priest was actually backfired by the power of fire?

impossible!

Their gazes all fell on Qian Daoliu, becoming thoughtful. To be precise, they looked at the pen in Qian Daoliu's hand.

I recalled what Qian Daoliu had said in the Star Dou Great Forest: this pen was of such high quality that even a spatial soul tool could not contain it.

At that time, they were still secretly mocking him, saying that the High Priest had been provoked...

now.

Sorry to bother you, it was my ignorance that led to this.

The honored guests have only just realized that the clown is actually themselves!

It turns out the Grand Master wasn't crazy; I was the one who went mad.

This pen is truly an unimaginable marvel!

"My God, save me!"

Amidst the flames, the fire priest let out a piercing scream. Now, forget about fighting; all he wanted was to return to the realm of the gods…

"Humph!"

In the darkness, the god of fire, far away in the realm of gods, heard the priest's cry for help, and a long sword burning with flames came across the space.

Powerful, majestic, and aloof. An aura of contempt for all living beings descended.

Qian Daoliu was familiar with this aura. He had served the God of Angels for many years and knew that it was the unique aura of a true god.

Before him was a flaming longsword, but to Qian Daoliu it felt like he was facing a true god.

A first-level god's artifact, imbued with divine thought and power, is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

A terrifying power, unleashed without restraint.

The Temple of Angels, from its dome to its walls, turned to ashes in an instant.

A beam of flame, several meters thick, shot straight up to the sky.

Everyone in the entire Spirit City could see this strange phenomenon.

But no one can see it.

The terrifying pressure caused all the Soul Masters and civilians in the city to kneel on the ground, unable to lift their heads.

Before the gods, all people are like ants.

"help me……"

The priest roared in agony. And the Fiery Sword responded in kind.

"feel……"

The priest's words of thanks were cut short.

He couldn't believe that God wasn't omnipotent.

A strand of extremely pure divine power from the Flaming Divine Sword landed on the priest.

The result was unexpected.

Like adding fuel to a fire, this strand of divine power actually made the flames on the priest's body burn even brighter.

In the blink of an eye, some of the ashes dissipated with the breeze.

Ah, this... at the very moment of death.

The priest's faith completely collapsed.

Even the laws and divine power of a first-level deity could not destroy a single word of Qian Daoliu's writing.

This person is too strong.

Even if he were a high priest in the divine realm, using all his skills, he wouldn't be able to defeat the God of Fire with just a finger.

However, even the first-level god he worshipped couldn't neutralize the attack from a level 96 titled god.

May I never worship gods again in my next life.

In the moment before his soul dissipated, this was his only thought.

"Great...Great...Offering..."

It wasn't that Thousand Jun Douluo was terrified; it was simply that under that terrifying pressure, even speaking was an extremely difficult task.

A single thought! With just a single thought, they would be annihilated under this terrifying pressure.

Qian Daoliu was also panting heavily, feeling very regretful. He was simply too weak; all his strength was only enough to write an imperfect character for "fire."

If I could become a god and completely master this word, then even a first-level god would be instantly killed by it.

Don't ask, just be confident.

Without a doubt, he no longer had the strength to fight, and the scene became somewhat solemn for a moment.

Next, what awaits them is undoubtedly the judgment of the gods.

But there is only one fate for those who blaspheme against the gods.

dead.

Meanwhile, deep within the Starry Sky Forest.

In Lin Yan's courtyard, the axe that had been placed next to the woodpile began to sway and float.

The phantom of the evil god appeared and silently knelt down in worship towards Lin Yan's house.

"Master, Little Axe is about to once again march on the realm of gods. Thank you for your thousand years of teachings. If I survive after avenging myself, I will surely return here to serve you and chop down your weapons."

A ten-thousand-year-old piece of wood.

After the evil god finished speaking, he left the courtyard silently.

Then, with a slash of the axe, a dark crack appeared in the space, and it burrowed into it.

.........

"Heretics, how dare you be so arrogant."

In The Flame Sword, the god of fire was enraged because he sensed the thoughts of the priest before his consciousness dissipated.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

The god of fire had a fiery temper. He originally intended to seek the position of the angel god and cultivate another powerful deity for his side.

Unexpectedly, such a change occurred.

He, a dignified deity, was humiliated by mortals. What if his peers found out? What if his partner found out? What if countless believers saw it?

Where can I put my face?

In an instant, the pillar of light reaching the sky burst forth with dazzling brilliance, turning the night into day.

He wanted to trample all the ants in the city to death.

But the next moment everything came to an abrupt end, and darkness descended, very darkness.

It was like a black cloth, covering up the dazzling light.

"You...you are an evil god. I never imagined you would have such terrifying power."

"hehe."

The evil god's voice sneered.

"What, what are you going to do?"

"You opened the door for me, so you were going to visit the God Realm back then."

"No, no..."

The Vulcan's horrified voice abruptly stopped.

Chapter 158 The Gods Tremble

A gentle breeze swept by, waking everyone. Had it not been for the carbuncles before them, they would have thought it was all a dream.