The deity, humiliated in this way, flew into a rage and shouted, "Don't go too far!"

"Am I going too far, or is this just the truth, something you find unbearable?" Qiao Qiu sneered.

"Hmph, since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite and sending you to the Western Paradise first." He took out a sword and thrust it at Qiao Qiu.

"Overestimating yourself." Qiao Qiu's eyes narrowed, and a small sword pierced through the barrier and flew out, directly stabbing at the immortal.

The immortal reacted quickly, turning his head to dodge, the small sword almost grazing his nose.

"You've got some skill, I'll play along with you."

Qiao Qiu was somewhat surprised to see that he was able to dodge her attack, and a desire to play around with him arose in her heart.

With a flick of his wrist, a white longsword materialized, its blade extremely thin and white.

"What a fine sword!" Even the immortal, who was afraid of death, was amazed by this sword.

Qiao Qiu's lips curled slightly. This was just a sword she had imagined. What was so surprising about it?

She leaped out of the barrier, pointed her sword at the immortal, and with a wave of her hand, the sword light bloomed like a thousand flowers, attacking him.

The sword strike was still beautiful; even the immortal was momentarily stunned by the sight.

However, the earth-shattering aura generated by the sword energy sent a chill down his spine, as if death had already descended upon him.

The deity retreated at the fastest speed he had ever traveled.

But that sword strike never weakened.

The immortal finally felt fear and vanished in an instant beneath the sword's edge.

Having barely escaped death, the immortal stood panting heavily in the open space, but suddenly the hairs on his body stood on end. His long-standing sense of danger told him that he was in great danger.

"Not bad at hiding, you've got some skill!"

Qiao Qiu's smiling words rang in his ears, and without thinking, he turned and slashed at her.

He turned his head and looked carefully, but there was no sign of Qiao Qiu.

"Oh, so insensitive to women, you don't even have a wife, do you?" Qiao Qiu laughed.

"What's it to you?" Unable to see Qiao Qiu, the person was already in a state of panic.

Qiao Qiu was in the shadows, while he was in the light. If the other party wanted his life, it would be effortless at this moment.

"Guess if I'll kill you?"

"You!" He didn't know what to say, or perhaps to say nothing at all. But no matter what, he was certain of one thing: his life was over.

Seeing his utter despair, Qiao Qiu curled her lips, raised her hand, and stabbed him in the back with her sword.

"ah!"

He screamed and turned into dust, falling to the ground.

Qiao Qiu sighed softly, "Why did you have to become a god of all things?"

If it were a normal sword strike from her, he wouldn't have died, but the moment she pierced through, she shattered his heart meridian.

Therefore, death was inevitable.

Qiao Qiu went back and stood in front of them, continuing to protect them.

The power of the ring and Ji Rufeng was truly too great; their power was constantly testing the limits that the Blood Droplet could withstand.

If they sensed that the Blood Droplets were even slightly unable to withstand the pressure, they would immediately reduce their power output.

Only through this repeated process can their powers be continuously combined.

Qiao Qiu looked up at the sky. So much time had passed, yet the curse still persisted. It truly lived up to its reputation as the ruler of this world, showing no fear whatsoever towards the things it had created.

But did he really need to go through all that trouble?

A question mark popped into Qiao Qiu's head: Why not just wipe them all out?

Was he out of his mind and enraged? Or was it that he couldn't wipe them out completely at once and had to kill them one by one?

Qiao Qiu could see that many of the gods were actually terrified of the fight, but it was clear that the curse had taken hold and they were determined to kill these gods, so the situation shifted from passive to active.

The significance of actively killing these gods is completely different from the significance of being passively killed.

Qiao Qiu transformed into a reclining chair, lay down comfortably, and looked up.

Her neck was starting to feel the strain from constantly tilting her head back.

The gods above were only concerned with their own lives; they had no time to care about Qiao Qiu and the others. It was rare to see them showing such unity and concerted effort.

Qiao Qiu took out a bag of popcorn and ate it with relish.

She hadn't watched a TV series in a long time, and she really liked the fight scenes with special effects.

Now you can watch it live without spending a single penny! Why not take advantage of it? Hahahaha...

The battle lasted from morning to afternoon, and then from afternoon to night.

The sky and earth had darkened, but the fighting above was still intense.

"open!"

Suddenly, the voice came from behind. Qiao Qiu turned her head and saw that the restriction she had set up had been broken, and the ring had changed from a small child into a teenager.

He and Ji Rufeng each held a sword, and the two swords were exactly the same.

Qiao Qiu raised her hand, and a luminous pearl rose from her palm.

The two of them were exposed to Qiao Qiu even more carefully.

She stood up and walked over to them.

"You... Xiao Jie?"

"Master, it's me." The ring smiled, its eyes crinkling, perfectly embodying the words "handsome young man."

Qiao Qiu clicked her tongue a few times and joked, "If you had become like this earlier, I wouldn't have chosen Ji Rufeng."

"Qiu! Qiu!" Ji Rufeng gritted his teeth and glared at her.

Qiao Qiu chuckled, "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. This is our son! Right!"

The ring smiled and said, "Master, Mother, I accept either one."

"Yes, that's right, son." Ji Rufeng felt a little calmer.

Ring's smile froze, and she glared at Ji Rufeng. "You stingy man!"

"Stop arguing, look." Qiao Qiu pointed upwards.

The two looked up and saw a burst of light exploding in the sky.

One person takes the lead, while there are countless gods on his opposite side.

“From daytime until now, the curse has wiped out at least two hundred million immortals,” Qiao Qiu said.

Ji Rufeng raised an eyebrow. "He really hasn't made a move in a long time. He's been holding back like this. He probably wants to do it all at once."

"Isn't there any way to just wipe out these billion worth of trash?" Qiao Qiu asked.

"As for a method... there isn't one, unless he shuts down this world, then naturally there won't be any living beings inside," Ji Rufeng said.

“He can’t wait any longer. We’ve completed the fusion. He only has one choice now: to perish together with us,” the ring said.

"Oh, I see. I drove him to lose his mind, so he started killing indiscriminately, not caring about anything else?" Qiao Qiu suddenly realized.

The ring nodded. "More or less."

Ji Rufeng said, "You've driven him to such a crazy state. After he destroys those immortals, the first thing he'll do is kill you."