Chapter 237 Who are you?
A little girl of three or four years old, delicate and pretty, wearing a simple cloth dress, would surely inspire pity and love if it weren't for the wrong occasion.
Ai Ye was stunned at first, then a trace of cruel mockery flashed in his eyes: "Where did you come from, little thing? Did you get lost? Or was it sent to die by some blind old man?"
He licked his lips and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I might consider giving you a quick death."
Xiaobai ignored the "new gods" around him who were eyeing him covetously, and also ignored the pressure he deliberately released.
She walked into the hall step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on Ai Ye's heartbeat. Her small figure exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
On her little face, there was none of the innocence that a child should have, but only an icy indifference and bottomless hatred.
"Miserable Night."
Xiaobai stopped, raised his head, and looked directly at Ai Ye who was sitting on the throne with his clear eyes.
"You are a mad dog raised by the heavens. Are you sitting comfortably on the throne you usurped?"
The voice was crisp, but every word was like a knife, piercing Ai Ye's heart.
The word "mad dog" made his eyes instantly bloodshot.
Ai Ye suddenly stood up from the "throne", black air surged around his body, and the terrifying aura of destruction caused the entire hall to tremble.
He stared at Xiao Bai, with a flash of suspicion and disbelief in his eyes: "Who are you? Who are you?"
He smelled a scent from the little girl that was both familiar and hateful to him.
"who I am?"
Xiaobai, or Bai Li whose soul was fully awakened at this moment, had an extremely cold and sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Haven't you always wanted to replace me, surpass me, and step on me?"
"Why, you can't even recognize my breath?"
As she finished her words, a vast and majestic divine power, yet with a hint of weird chaos, which was completely beyond Ai Ye's understanding, burst out from her small body.
The core of that divine power was the pure divinity of the Goddess Baili, which Ai Ye was extremely familiar with and which she had once resented day and night.
But beyond this pure divinity, there is also a layer that makes his soul tremble, unknown, and full of infinite possibilities... the power of chaos.
Ai Ye's pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme, the blood on his face faded away, and he cried out in shock: "Bai Li? Impossible, you... you have clearly already died, and your soul has been scattered."
She could clearly feel that the core of that divine power was indeed Bai Li's aura, but it was also mixed with an unknown power that made her feel extremely dangerous and could even threaten her origin.
This power seemed to be more advanced than the destructive power she obtained from "Heaven".
"Thanks to God, I'm back."
Xiaobai's tone was frighteningly calm, but every word was heart-wrenching.
"Come back and take back what was taken from me."
"And clean up the house at the same time."
"Cleaning up the house? Hahaha, that's ridiculous." Ai Ye seemed to have heard the funniest joke of the century. She suppressed the shock in her heart and laughed crazily.
"Based on the baby-like appearance you have now? Bai Li, do you think that reincarnation can change anything?"
"Times have changed. The divine world now belongs to me, Ai Ye."
"You are nothing but a has-been loser."
"So much nonsense."
Xiaobai's eyes turned cold and he said no more.
Her small figure disappeared in an instant.
"Not good." Alarm bells rang in Ai Ye's heart. She had never thought that a three-year-old baby could be so fast.
She hurriedly mobilized all her divine power, and the dark flames of destruction gushed out from the surface of her body, forming an indestructible barrier.
However, there was a soft "puff..." sound.
A tender little white fist, wrapped in a layer of light, seemingly harmless gray airflow, easily pierced through her barrier of divine flame of destruction like tearing rotten cotton.
"What? How is that possible?" Ai Ye was horrified.
That gray airflow was the power of chaos. It ignored the violence of the divine flame of destruction and directly dissolved and assimilated it.
Xiaobai's fist, carrying Bai Li's unparalleled fighting experience from conquering all realms in his previous life, as well as the terrifying destructiveness of the power of chaos that ignored all rules, hit Ai Ye's arms heavily as he hastily blocked.
"Bang……"
There was a loud, dull thud.
Ai Ye only felt an overwhelming force surging, his arms ached terribly, as if they were going to be broken. He flew backwards uncontrollably and violently crashed into the "throne" built with the remains of the throne of God.
"Wow……"
A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Ai Ye's face was full of disbelief.
It was outrageous that I was injured by a punch from a three-year-old baby.
"You think you won?"
Xiaobai's figure appeared in front of her like a ghost, his little fist raised again, his voice icy and chilling.
"Aiya, you are nothing but a dirty knife in the hands of 'Sky' that can be used and discarded once!"
"All your ambitions and desires are nothing but the distorted projection of Heaven's despicable selfish desires upon you."
"He exploits your jealousy and indulges your darkness just to get you to clear out all the disobedient voices for him, including mine."
"Now, I'm back."
There was a cruel smile on Xiaobai's lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
"Do you think your good 'Father God' will still protect you, a dog that has lost its usefulness?"
Every word was like a poisoned blade, piercing into the deepest part of Ai Ye's heart and tearing his proud "victory" into pieces.
"Shut up, shut up for me."
Ai Ye roared like a wild beast, her eyes filled with madness and bloodshot. What she was most unwilling to admit, and what she feared the most, was that she was just a pathetic pawn, a tool that could be used and discarded.
He suddenly rushed out from the ruins, and the black energy around him turned into thousands of sharp blades, shooting towards Xiaobai.
"Bai Li, I want you to die. I want you to die again."
Xiaobai's body was incredibly agile, and the power of chaos flowed around her, sometimes distorting the space, causing those sharp blades to pass by her strangely; sometimes it briefly froze time to disrupt the rhythm of Ai Ye's violent attacks.
Although her cultivation has not yet fully recovered to the peak of her previous life, her physical body is only that of a three and a half year old child.
But relying on the mysterious power of chaos and the fighting instinct imprinted deep in the soul of the Goddess Baili.
She actually fought on equal terms with the furious and unreserved Ai Ye, and even gained a slight advantage by relying on the characteristics of the power of chaos.
"What a pathetic fellow! He can't even see his own fate clearly, yet he still wants to control the fate of others?"
Xiaobai seized an opportunity and lightly slapped Ai Ye on the chest.
"puff……"
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