"No wonder I always felt..."

"The kill seemed a bit hasty at the time."

Li Qingyu grinned as he looked at Yang Jian, the deity opposite him who was remarkably similar to himself but had an extra eye between his eyebrows.

"turn out to be...."

"They're all fake."

In Li Qingyu's eyes.

Crimson, now at Rank X, could clearly see the condition of the opposing God Yang Jian.

Three-pointed double-edged spear

[Rank: SSS+]

[A divine weapon of humanity, weighing 25,000 tons, a formidable offensive weapon.]

[Note: Bound, in human form.]

Before me stood the imposing and awe-inspiring God Yang Jian...

It turned out to be just a manifestation of a divine weapon.

But back then...

The god Yang Jian, whom he killed.

And isn't it also... the manifestation of pale fragments?

What is false? What is true?

With a casual toss, Yang Jian, the god opposite, returned the restored mushroom bomb to Li Qingyu.

"If you can't see through it, everything is real."

"I can see through it all; it's all a lie..."

Yang Jian, the High God, remained indifferent, still displaying his arrogant and disregard-all demeanor.

"Come on, we have been waiting for this for a long time."

"Let's see..."

"Do you even have the qualifications... to rule the Heavenly Court?!"

The moment Yang Jian fell from the myth.

Behind it, the massive, swirling white clouds, like galaxies, gradually thinned out.

And amidst those boundless white clouds.

A cluster of pavilions and towers, shrouded in ethereal spiritual energy and celestial aura, and the Lingxiao Palace, appear and disappear in the distance.

It seemed both extremely far away and yet right before my eyes.

The only clear one.

That is the abode of the God Yang Jian.

The enormous gate was surrounded by thousands of golden rays and auspicious clouds.

Three large characters were written on it.

South Heaven Gate!!

At the same time, Li Qingyu noticed that one by one, beings flew out from the ethereal white cloud pavilion and came behind God Yang Jian.

Among them were pig heads, an old woman with a white beard, a burly man in a red cloak, and a little kid with a ribbon...

But this is only the surface.

With Crimson's help, Li Qingyu was able to clearly understand the true nature of these guys.

Nine-toothed rake, Vajra bracelet, Seven-jeweled exquisite pagoda, Hun Tian Ling...

Surprisingly...

These are all legendary weapons from ancient Chinese mythology!

"A Heavenly Court that only has divine weapons left...?"

Li Qingyu twisted his neck, his eyes filled with madness.

"This is really... so interesting!"

A soft buzzing sound.

Painful Madness, enveloped in dark blood intent, emerged from beside Li Qingyu.

In an instant, a terrifying aura of madness and pain became almost tangible, forming a vortex behind Li Qingyu that was even larger than the entire White Cloud Heavenly Court.

This moment.

The various divine weapon avatars, who had been eager to try, instantly turned expressionless.

Pighead swallowed hard and muttered to himself.

“I, Old Pig, told you we couldn’t win, we couldn’t win, but you wouldn’t believe me.”

"Who's going up now?"

"The one at the very front..." The little boy with the ribbon took a step back.

Upon seeing this, the other avatars retreated, completely highlighting Yang Jian, who was originally standing at the very front.

"Hehehe..."

God Yang Jian gave a cold laugh.

"Impressive momentum! Come on, defeat us all, and the Heavenly Court will be yours!"

However, at that moment...

Boom!!

In an instant, the void shattered.

Behind Li Qingyu, the black hole composed of pain and madness, like a toad devouring a chicken, suddenly swallowed the entire White Cloud Heavenly Court.

As for those divine weapons that have taken human form.

Let alone fighting against pain and madness.

Even resisting the dark bloodlust of Pain Madness was extremely difficult.

but....

It was too late to leave at that point.

Even disregarding the lock-on effect of Painful Madness, the vast causal forces carried by the Dark Blood Intent alone are not something these divine weapons, now without their masters, can easily escape.

soon.

The entire White Cloud Heavenly Court, along with those stubbornly resisting divine soldiers.

Gradually...

It was stained with a hint of black.

At the same time, a glint began to appear in the eyes of those transformed divine soldiers...

Pain and madness!!

...............

I don't know how much time passed.

In the utterly dark center of the Heavenly Court, Li Qingyu sat calmly atop the Lingxiao Palace.

He held this milky-white crystal fragment in his hand.

And below the Lingxiao Palace.

A jumble of divine weapons, each with a different shape and length, but all exuding an aura of madness, floated in a somewhat disorderly manner.

"Apart from the divine weapon, there wasn't a single living being."

"Even the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals were transformed from low-level divine weapons..."

Li Qingyu held up the crystal fragment.

"However, we gained quite a lot."

As he murmured, Li Qingyu slowly placed the crystal fragment on the slightly pale index finger of his right hand.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the crystal shattered.

It then transformed into countless tiny specks of light, which quickly merged into the nail of the index finger.

Now.

The index finger looked even paler.

And the Pale Fragment's rank instantly jumped from S-rank to SS-rank!

"Sister, oh sister...look at her."

"Upgrading requires you to work hard to earn money, while others only need to find puzzle pieces."

While admiring his right hand, Li Qingyu couldn't help but criticize the deep red.

【Crimson: Cut, cut, cut! ~】

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