He changed Tiwat

Even when he was fully conscious, he couldn't actually do anything to the other person.

The other party was determined to prey on the strong and would not communicate with him at all. Talking to him would only shake his will and make it easier for them to devour him.

The crisis facing Han Fulai has not yet been resolved.

Keqing is also facing a crisis.

Five shimmering purple needles appeared beneath Lei Yinquan's enormous wings.

Although it was the first time Keqing had seen the Thunder Sound Manifestation and its techniques, she could intuitively sense what the five purple needles were.

Those are "lightning needles" made from densely compressed lightning elements. In Inazuma, long needles used as weapons are called "senbon".

Even more terrifying is that along with those thousands of thunderbolts, there is also a noise that can pierce one's eardrums—like a thousand birds singing in unison, incredibly noisy.

Ke Qing had heard this sound before. The "buzzing" sound of an ultra-high voltage current breaking down the air is produced. She also heard this sound when she used "Heavenly Thunder Punishment".

However, the sound emitted by these five Thunder Thousand Books was much louder than anything Keqing had ever heard.

This shows that its Rai is much, much stronger than Keqing.

Rou Ran's voice remained clearly audible amidst the cacophony of birdsong: "This is the most extreme lightning in the world, capable of penetrating everything, even the Jade Shield cannot block it. Its name is—Heavenly Cloud Thunder · Thousand Birds."

No, this is not the most extreme lightning in the world.

The most extreme lightning in the world is the sword of the Thunder God.

It is said that Thor could even cut through lightning with his sword.

Ke Qing gripped the broken half of the sword in her hand. The dragon's roar inside the scabbard trembled slightly, but there was no clear sound of the dragon's roar.

It has lost its magic and is now just a broken sword.

The sword breaking means that Keqing's sword range has shrunk.

There are five Lightning Blades in total. How many can her sword block? One? Two?

What about the rest? How many can her petite frame block?

Behind Ke Qing, the drop of blood on Han Fulai's cheek slowly slid down his chin.

"Snapped."

Keqing's blood fell onto the tip of the Salt Sorrow Spear, blooming into a blood flower.

In the space of consciousness, something landed on Han Fulai's face.

A drop of rain.

Red rain.

Red raindrops slid down Han Fulai's face and into the corners of his mouth.

It tasted salty, like tears.

Consciousness and soul should not have any senses, at least not a sense of taste.

But Han Fulai knew perfectly well that the raindrops were salty.

He even knew it was blood.

Ke Qing's blood.

He remembered that before he entered meditation, a figure with purple twin ponytails had stood in front of him from behind.

He remembered that the reason he dared to enter a meditative state so calmly and confront the remnant soul of the Salt God was because someone was protecting him.

Ah Qing is bleeding.

How is Ah Qing now?

“It’s blood…” Han Fulai sighed softly.

Behind Ke Qing, Han Fulai's face suddenly turned deathly pale, as if all the color had been drained from his body.

Ke Qing couldn't see this scene; she was completely focused on the enemy in front of her.

Lei Yinquan's wings fluttered.

The five Thunder Thousand Books also moved.

The remnant soul of the Salt God paused its movements somewhat.

Because Han Fulai's soul suddenly turned bright red, as if stained by that drop of blood.

The Salt Sorrow Spear was absorbing Han Fulai's blood, and Ke Qing's drop of blood was also absorbed into the Salt Sorrow Spear, manifesting in this consciousness space.

This wasn't really a problem; it was just a drop of pure blood, containing no energy from the remnants of a demon god. To the remnant soul of the Salt God, it was merely an ordinary impurity, like finding a piece of scallion while eating fish—it shouldn't have been a problem.

She couldn't understand why the young man's soul had suddenly undergone such a drastic change.

You want my blood. I'll give it to you.

Han Fulai raised his fist again and punched the remnant soul of the Salt God in the face.

This punch actually pierced through the barrier between the two souls. The blood-red fist struck the remnant soul of the Salt God squarely, as if splashing dye, turning the Salt God's gray face bright red.

"What have you done? What are you doing!" the remnant soul of the Salt God screamed shrilly.

This is not the assimilation of consciousness; Han Fulai could not assimilate the consciousness of the remnant soul of the Salt God.

Han Fulai didn't answer, and punched her in the face again.

His fist dented the face of the remnant soul of the Salt God.

The crimson color spread from the neck of the remnant soul of the Salt God down the body, like splattered blood.

"No...no!" the remnant soul of the Salt God screamed hoarsely.

Have you ever seen someone stop doing something just because someone says "no"?

Han Fulai threw another punch.

The remnant soul of the Salt God had released her grip on his shoulder; she wanted to get away from Han Fulai. But this time, Han Fulai grabbed her wrist, preventing her from escaping.

"Trying to run away? Too late!" A somewhat sinister smile appeared on Han Fulai's face.

Another punch.

"Keep eating! Swallow it all! I'm going to feed you until you're full today!"

This punch knocked the remnant soul of the Salt God to the ground.

Han Fulai persisted, straddling her and continuing to punch her, focusing on her face as he struck, shouting, "Heureia was willing to sacrifice her life for peace, and what about you? Now that we finally have peace, you want to revive and lead the remnants of the Salt God to create division!"

"Herria wanted to protect her people until her death, and she never harbored any resentment even when she was killed by them. What about you? What can you do besides lament?"

"Herria made salt to enrich the people and improve their lives, but what about you? You made salt that corroded the dikes and almost killed countless people!"

"You dare call yourself the God of Salt?"

On his right fist, the trefoil pattern shimmered with dazzling golden light.

His final punch landed on the face of the remnant soul of the Salt God, shattering its skull.

The fist pierced through the head of the remnant soul of the Salt God and struck the silvery-white salt plain, creating a huge crater.

The remnant soul of the Salt God, like his physical body, turned completely blood-red.

Although the remnant soul of the Salt God had lost its head, it could still speak: "Why...why did this happen..."

Han Fulai took a breath; although his soul didn't need to breathe, he still felt tired.

Because of blood loss.

He had just released control of his body, and his blood poured into the Salt Sorrow Spear and into the remnant soul of the Salt God as if it were free.

Generally speaking, a loss of 20% to 30% of the body's blood will cause hemorrhagic shock, which is life-threatening. Han Fulai has now had at least half of his blood drained by the Salt Sorrow Spear. If it weren't for the immortal power given to him by Zhongli protecting his heart meridian, he would actually be dead soon.

He brandished his fist defiantly.

"Do you know who I am? Huh? I'm Gan Yu's chief personal secretary, the executive secretary of Liyue Moonlit Pavilion. I have a signed employment contract, guaranteed by the power of the Geo Archon, a secure job granted by the 'God of Contracts'! You can't just poach me from some nobody demon remnant. You want me to breach the contract? How about you learn about the 'Punishment of Geo'?"

The remnant soul of the Salt Goddess did indeed want to devour him by absorbing his blood, but she was merely a remnant soul and did not possess the status of a demon god.

She actually didn't have the ability to swallow so much divine blood at once.

It's like how a person can only eat one or two bowls of rice per meal. Rice won't rebel against humans, but humans can't eat too much rice in one sitting. The human stomach is only so big; eating too much will make you bloated and die.

Even if Han Fulai did not resist, she would have to slowly devour the remnants of the Salt God in Han Fulai's body, just as Shen He could not digest the remnants of the Demon God in his body all at once.

Moreover, Han Fulai also possesses a divine power contract with the Rock King Emperor.

Although Han Fulai will not breach the contract, this divine power contract seems to be as if it does not exist. However, if any act that violates the contract triggers the divine power, the "Punishment of the Rock Eater" is no joke—this is a contract that penetrates the soul.

If the remnant soul of the Salt God devours his soul, then the divine power of this contract will transfer to the remnant soul of the Salt God along with his soul.

Originally, the remnant soul of the Salt God could consciously control the power it absorbed by slowly absorbing blood, rejecting anything it shouldn't. If Han Fulai were influenced by her and had suicidal thoughts, cooperating with her in the soul fusion, then even the Emperor's contractual divine power wouldn't be able to stop his employee from jumping off a building to commit suicide.

But now Han Fulai is clearly resisting the absorption of the remnant soul of the Salt God.

At the same time, he loosened his control over his body, allowing a large amount of blood to flow into the Salt Spear. The power of the divine contract also flowed into the Salt Spear, manifesting as Han Fulai suddenly having the power to punch the remnant soul of the Salt God. After all, this remnant soul of the Salt God was the embodiment of evil; its resurrection was to compete with the Rock King for Liyue, which naturally meant harming Liyue.

Then the Emperor used his divine power to punish her with the "Punishment of Eating Rocks".

The remnant soul of the Salt God beneath Han Fulai fell silent, transforming into a blood-red rock statue.

Then, the rock statue shattered.

I ate too much stuff I shouldn't have, and I'm stuffed.

Han Fulai shook his head and stood up.

"Eating everything will only harm you. Don't you even know what my boss Gan Yu is most famous for?"

Chapter 410 God said, "Let there be light" [4k]

As Lei Yinquan flapped his wings, Keqing also made a move.

Keqing took a lunge and twisted her body, gripping the broken sword's blade in her hand, and closed her eyes.

The dragon in the box had no sheath, but Keqing used her own palm as a sheath.

The god of lightning, the pinnacle of martial arts, the strongest secret sword of that lightning general, is known as "The One-Sword Without Thought".

To cut down these thousands of lightning bolts, one must have the power to sever lightning.

If one can unleash a "thoughtless strike," one can sever the lightning.

Keqing didn't know how to unleash the "Unthinking Slash," but she knew that Inatsume's swordsmanship was mostly a direct transmission from Raiden General's "Origin."

In Inazuma's swordsmanship, "Iaijutsu" is the most basic sword technique, whether it is Iwazo-ryu or any other swordsmanship school.

This is equivalent to the basic swordsmanship of the Thunder General.

"Iaijutsu" is the same as "drawing sword technique".

The sword is meant to be drawn and used to cut; it cannot be used to cut unless it is drawn. This sword is only a blade when it is used to cut.

The essence of "iaido" lies in the ability to discern fleeting opportunities while waiting.

Keqing needs this split second of lightning to cut through the incoming lightning.

Perhaps the true meaning of "Iaijutsu" is hidden within "The One Slash of No Thought," which can elevate her swordsmanship to the level of cutting through lightning.

Ke Qing didn't know how useful her hastily honed "Iaijutsu" would be, but she was going to give it a try.

Even if we fail, it's just death.

Since I was determined to live and die with him when I came here, it wouldn't be in vain to die with him.

The Thunder God's Thousand Pieces, accompanied by the cry of a thousand birds, pierced through the air.

The air along the way was filled with a strange smell of being punctured by an electric current—this was ozone produced when oxygen was electrocuted.

The five Lightning Thousand Needles flew to Keqing almost simultaneously in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, Keqing drew her sword.

The broken sword, stained with a poignant crimson, traced a perfect arc in the air.

Just like Ke Qing at this moment, she radiates an incomparably brilliant light.

But the sword didn't hit anything.

Nothing could penetrate her sword light.

Ke Qing felt someone wrap their arms around her waist and pull her backward.

She opened her eyes in astonishment and saw several muffled claps of thunder exploding right in front of her.