Zhou Xingdou was reborn twenty years ago.
The one who had killed him in his previous life was his most beloved junior disciple, Lin Fan!
Lin Fan was also the fated son of destiny in thi...
Tang Gou San is dead.
This chosen one of the martial spirit world.
The God King who will control the world of Martial Souls in the future.
He now lies beside his father, whom he killed, his face contorted with pain and resentment.
Both have only one leg and one foot, and their bodies are broken and battered.
However, Tang Ritian died at the hands of his own son, while Tang Gou San died at the hands of the woman he loved most.
He died without ever knowing who the person who stole Xiaorou's offering and killed him was.
On the verge of death, Tang Gou San looked at Xiao Rou, whose eyes were empty, and who mercilessly stepped on his heart with the heel of her high heel, still unable to believe it.
He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Zhou Xingdou simply watched all of this calmly. The chosen ones of the Martial Soul World were indeed not as difficult to kill as one might imagine.
Just like a toy in one's own hands, to be played with and teased at will.
He rarely showed such compassion, and unable to bear seeing Tang Gou San tormented by grief and anger, he instructed Xiao Rou's spirit to quickly end Tang Gou San's suffering.
It is also a kind of good deed.
The Pope also emerged from the shadows, and looking at the corpses of Tang Ritian and his son, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow, as if she were witnessing the death of a rabbit.
Looking at the person who started all this, she still mustered up the courage to say:
"You are a truly wicked person."
Zhou Xingdou smiled slightly upon hearing this, turned to look at the stunningly beautiful face of the female pope, and calmly asked in return:
"Evil? If you see a child playing with ants on the roadside, would you call him a purely evil person?"
This is Zhou Xingdou's feeling. Once you reach a certain level and come to this lower plane, the so-called living beings here are just like ants on the roadside.
Unless there is something truly attractive to Stephen Chow, he will not feel any pity for crushing or torturing an ant; he will only find it amusing to watch the ant being played around in circles.
Because when your life is fully sublimated, and you control far more power than any other world, and can do whatever you want, only a pure sage can treat everyone equally.
The female pope was speechless for a moment. After switching to the Primordial System, she understood that Zhou Xingdou's life essence was fundamentally different from that of the humans in this world.
Moreover, she has no right to accuse Zhou Xingdou of evil. As the Pope of the Martial Hall, she has taken many lives.
Tang Gou San's death did not cause any earth-shattering changes in the world. The sun rose as usual and shone brightly, and the world remained in a stable state.
He was like a mortal who died among the vast masses of people, unable to stir up even the slightest anomaly.
Stephen Chow also felt bored and dull.
All that he did in the Martial Soul World was actually just to avoid what he would have to face upon his return.
The Martial Soul World cannot improve him; even if he refines all the living beings in the world, it cannot increase his cultivation by the slightest.
Now that he has killed Tang Gou San and taken in A Lan, he finds it difficult to be interested in other things in the Martial Soul world.
beauty?
I already have too much. Even if I collected every woman I could name in the Martial Soul Continent, I would only gain a meager benefit from the Myriad Realms Beauty Record.
What he should be most worried about now is the return. Facing the terrifying Tianjizi, it's practically a pipe dream to fight against him with his own strength.
Even though he still has two Saint Realm War Slaves in his system warehouse that he hasn't retrieved yet, since both Chen Nong and Commander Xingyou, two high-level supreme beings, are immobilized, these Saint Realm War Slaves are of no use whatsoever.
The Eastern Pope, noticing Zhou Xingdou's slightly furrowed brow and preoccupied expression, assumed that his words had displeased Zhou Xingdou.
After hesitating for a moment, she waved to the five Martial Hall experts who were standing there dumbfounded and dared not move, signaling them to leave.
The five people were immediately relieved, as they had witnessed Zhou Xingdou's power and ruthlessness, and every minute and every second there had been an immense ordeal.
Now that the Pope had given them permission to leave, none of them dared to linger. However, they remained cautious and dared not make a sound, rushing silently and quickly toward the edge of the forest.
After the five people left, only the Eastern Pope, Zhou Xingdou, and Xiao Rou's spirit remained.
Of course, there were also the corpses of Tang Ritian and Tang Gou San, but they could no longer sense anything, having returned to endless chaos, never to be resurrected.
How could Zhou Xingdou not notice the departure of the five Martial Hall experts? However, he was too lazy to care about them and just stared at Tang Gou San's corpse, thinking about how to break the deadlock.
Just then, a warm feeling came from behind, making Zhou Xingdou's heart flutter slightly. He saw the Eastern Pope embrace him from behind, and whisper in his ear:
"I know you have something on your mind. I don't know what could be bothering someone as strong as you, but I know that thinking about it won't help. It's better to focus on the present moment."
The Eastern Pope realized that he could no longer live without this somewhat wicked man.
From the moment he initiated the ritual of empowerment, he had already been marked with an indelible mark by this man.
Whether that emotion was love or a desire for power, it no longer mattered.
Because her heart could no longer hold anyone else; it was occupied only by Zhou Xingdou.
Hearing the Eastern Pope's soft words in his ear, Zhou Xingdou smiled faintly, but the bitterness in his heart did indeed dissipate a lot.
Yes, thinking about those things is useless. We can only focus on taking each step well in the present moment. Perhaps a solution will unexpectedly emerge.
However, this also changed Zhou Xingdou's impression of this Eastern Pope; this woman seemed somewhat different.
Zhou Xingdou pulled the Eastern Pope from behind into his arms. The long, flowing, light purple hair brushed against Zhou Xingdou's face, and a faint fragrance wafted from between the strands of hair.
It's beautiful.
It's even more beautiful than it was back then.
This is perhaps the charm of a woman; she doesn't even need to become more beautiful, just offer a gentle word of comfort at the right time, and a man will be unable to resist.
At this moment, no more words were needed. Gazing at those rosy lips, Zhou Xingdou kissed them.
At this moment, the Eastern Pope was no longer Zhou Xingdou's plaything, but his woman.
Xiao Rou's spirit watched all this silently, her empty eyes devoid of any emotion.
At this moment, she was no different from a puppet, merely an empty shell of a soul. Unless Zhou Xingdou activated her, she would not even possess the most basic intelligence.
However, she still has hope of being resurrected. As long as Zhou Xingdou is willing, he can restore her intelligence and help her regain her physical body at any time.
However, Zhou Xingdou didn't have time to do these things right now. It would be too cruel for Xiaorou to see Tang Gou San's death, which was also the reason why Zhou Xingdou didn't summon A Lan.
Some things are best left unsaid; there's no need to go to such extremes.
Moreover, Stephen Chow is usually very compassionate towards women, especially beautiful women.
He would generally not torture or kill women unless they were a threat to him or women he hated.
After all, the rooms in the Heavenly Palace of Punishment Thunder are sufficient.