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

"Yin'er, quickly put away the local specialties that Xue'er brought."

"Local specialties?"

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi felt a tremor in their hearts.

They had noticed something unusual about the package; the scent emanating from it was all too familiar.

It is the breath of the gods.

And it's very chaotic.

This means that the package contains magical artifacts, and not only that, but there are a great many of them.

But in Mr. Lin's eyes, it was really not worth mentioning.

Local specialties

Goodness, times have changed, and even the most amazing gadgets are now dirt cheap.

Another reason that shocked them was how this woman managed to treat gods like cabbages.

Wait... this woman is from the north.

Could it be that the queen of the far north is her?

There is no way.

Xue Di's strength is undeniable; even Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo couldn't see through her true form.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly.

'As expected, the big boss's plans are beyond our comprehension. Even the far north is under his control. No... what I'm seeing now is only a part of it.'

'No, I must strive harder; even if I become a pawn, I must be the most significant.'

Ning Fengzhi's mind worked quickly and he came up with a lot of ideas.

Suddenly, at this moment, the big black dog's barking rang out once again.

Another person has come?

This time, everyone was already familiar with Big Black's tricks.

However, when that person came in, everyone became unsettled.

Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing immediately recognized the person who came.

too familiar.

Lin Yan also recognized the person.

"Elder, what brings you here?"

Lin Yan remembered that this person was none other than the Netherworld Clan Elder who had performed the bone-setting surgery on him.

What's wrong? You look travel-worn, as if something urgent has happened.

"Miss, the family is in crisis."

Tears welled up in the elder's eyes.

A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky, indicating that a deity had descended upon the Star Luo Empire. What's worse, the deity intended to enslave the entire Netherworld race and make them work for him.

And after discovering the divine water of the Netherworld Clan, they greedily wanted to trace its origins and completely possess it for themselves.

Money can tempt people, and this deity became extremely fierce, giving them a deadline of ten days: if the secret is not revealed, the heads of the entire Netherworld race will be piled up like a mound of skulls.

This isn't a god, this is a demon...

The elder was filled with grief and indignation, yet he was helpless and could only plead for help.

The Netherworld Clan has encountered an unimaginable foe...

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged a glance, seeing the worry in each other's eyes.

They all knew that the Netherworld Clan was now a truly powerful force, the controller of the entire Star Luo Empire, and that very few on the Douluo Continent could pose a threat to them.

However, because of Lin Yan, there will be no conflict between them.

Then, two words surfaced from the depths of my heart: external enemies and gods!

Lin Yan frowned slightly.

It seems the Netherworld Clan has encountered some difficulties. Is there any help I can offer?

He gradually fell into deep thought.

However, this scene was not interpreted in that way by the public.

The boss is unhappy.

Ning Fengzhi and others understood that it takes a thousand days to train an army for a single day.

Having taken so many benefits, it's time to make a move. I'm willing to risk dragging down the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Elder, don't panic. Whatever happens to your Netherworld Clan, just leave it to me, Chenxin."

Sword Douluo's tone was low and firm.

Knowing the power of the gods, he was not afraid.

If all else fails, we'll just have to fight for it.

"Mr. Lin, I will be leaving now."

As he spoke, he prepared to say goodbye to Lin Yan and leave.

"Elder Sword, wait a minute."

Swordsman hesitated for a moment, then Lin Yan called out to him.

They're only helping to smooth things over because of me, so I should at least show my appreciation.

Lin Yan thought about it and felt very depressed.

There's not much to offer, and the other party might not even appreciate my calligraphy or paintings.

He looked around.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.

Lin Yan discovered the long sword next to the woodpile.

Now that they have a new wood-chopping axe, Jian Linyan has no use for it anymore.

Why not just give it to Sword Douluo?

From Qian Daoliu's expression, he knew that the sword must be quite valuable.

Giving a precious sword to a hero is not considered degrading.

"This is..."

Not only Sword Douluo, but everyone else noticed the sword's abnormality.

They couldn't see anything wrong with it before, but they noticed something was off when Lin Yan took the sword out.

This terrifying sword intent... makes one's skin ache.

With such a sharp sword drawn, who can rival it?

Sword Douluo inwardly cried out, "I can't accept this!"

However, Lin Yan had already handed him the sword, so how could he dare to refuse?

After all.

When a powerful person gives you something, it's a sign of respect; don't be ungrateful.

"What a fine sword! What a fine sword!"

Holding the longsword in his hand, Sword Douluo realized that his skin was...

The terrifying power of the sword technique contained within this sword far surpasses the sword intent he has comprehended.

If Ning Fengzhi had had such a longsword when facing the God of Fear, why would he need to use the scroll bestowed by the master?

It's just a matter of one sword strike.

That's right.

It's that simple.

Sword Douluo was now full of confidence. Unless the God King descended, who could withstand his sword?

Chapter 282 The God of Greed

Inside the imperial palace of the Star Luo Empire.

The throne, which symbolizes the imperial power, has changed hands.

A man with a slender build but an unusually large head, whose eyes gleamed with a chilling light, sat atop it.

He looked ridiculous, but no one dared to laugh at him.

Because this is a true god.

The god of greed.

The core members of the Netherworld Clan beneath the throne remembered that this ugly man called himself that.

However, the crowd dared not speak out against their anger.

As one of the seven original sin gods, the god of greed exudes an aura that is both oppressive and terrifying.

That was an indifference towards them, like ants.

At this moment, the god of greed coldly looked down at the crowd below, gently swirling the golden goblet in his hand.

In the past, this wine glass would have been filled with the most precious wines of the Star Luo Empire, but today it is filled with clear... water.

The god of greed gently touched the surface of the water, his expression one of intoxication.

"I never imagined your family would possess such a sacred object. This trip to the mortal realm has certainly been worthwhile."

Even though it wasn't his first time tasting it, he couldn't help but praise it.