Two objects, both of which could be called treasures, were exposed to the air.
For a moment, both sides revealed a terrifying pressure!
"I think you should know what this is, right?"
"The Philosopher's Stone? This isn't the Philosopher's Stone at all. In fantasy terms, it's called the Soul Stone! It contains the soul power of an extremely powerful being!"
The man in the black robe spoke in a hoarse voice.
Qin Ziling glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"Why are you so obsessed with this soul stone?" The God of Slaughter looked at Qin Ziling, as if trying to find something on his face.
Qin Ziling said calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Heh, could it be that the owner of this soul power is related to you? Or is he still alive?" The man in black robes sneered, "Such a thing is not impossible. After all, my knowledge of immortality far exceeds your imagination!"
Qin Ziling raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected the other party to be so accustomed to this kind of thing. It was not hard to see that this immortal organization had existed for a long time!
"How about this, you hand over the broken sword to us, and I'll give you this stone in return. It's a fair trade."
The God of Slaughter looked at Qin Ziling with a smile.
Qin Ziling thought for a moment and nodded: "I think it's a good idea."
The God of Slaughter laughed and then threw the soul stone in his hand out.
Qin Ziling reached out and caught it steadily. He looked at the God of Slaughter in surprise: "Aren't you afraid I'll go back on my word?"
The God of Slaughter grinned: "Even if the previous Lord of Slaughter were here, I would still do it, and I would dare to do it."
He believed that he could deal with Qin Ziling by himself, and with the help of the man in black robes!
Even if the master grows two pairs of wings today, he will not be able to escape!
Qin Ziling smiled slightly and then said, "In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."
After he finished speaking, he did not hand the broken sword to the God of Slaughter.
Upon seeing this, the God of Slaughter was stunned, then completely dumbfounded: "???"
"Why...why are you so shameless?" the man in black robes asked in surprise.
Qin Ziling shrugged: "The God of Slaughter gave it to me voluntarily, and I didn't agree to exchange it!"
The two: "..."
Qin Ziling said earnestly, "Thank you so much!"
The two: "..."
"Heh, the dignified Lord of Assassination is such a slippery fellow. In that case, you won't be leaving today!"
The God of Slaughter stared at Qin Ziling with a hostile expression, his murderous aura beginning to gather.
"Then let's go!"
Qin Ziling said indifferently, looking at the God of Slaughter, "God of Slaughter, when the old Master of Slaughter handed over the position to me, he specifically asked me to tear off your penis!"
"What a ridiculous joke!"
The God of Slaughter let out a low roar and suddenly darted out. Instantly, a terrifying blood-red killing intent enveloped the entire hall. The appearance of this power unconsciously evoked a sense of unease in everyone.
Qin Ziling narrowed his eyes, revealing a solemn expression. The other party's killing intent was extremely strong, ranking among the top three among all the people he had ever met!
He has killed countless people!
Without being careless, Qin Ziling gripped the broken sword tightly. The broken sword was extremely powerful, which was why he hadn't handed it over to the other party.
Qin Ziling seemed to merge with the broken sword, his hand speed like a blur, swiftly unleashing several sword strikes!
Ding ding ding!
A series of clashing sounds rang out in the air as blood energy and sword energy collided and exploded!
Qin Ziling suddenly lunged forward and threw a punch!
Even if the God of Slaughter is incredibly fast, he has no choice but to clash with Qin Ziling's powerful and unstoppable punch!
boom!
The impact of their fists colliding caused both of them to stagger backward!
The God of Slaughter retreated to the side of the man in black robes, looking at Qin Ziling with some shock.
"impossible!"
"Your seal is still intact, so why do you still possess such great strength?"
Qin Ziling shook his hand and said calmly, "Do you think I can rely solely on the power of sealing?"
How domineering was his Nine Yang True Dragon Technique? Back then, he deliberately got sealed by the temple because he wanted to suppress his power. But even the seal couldn't stop the operation of his technique. His strength grew stronger day by day. Moreover, as the temple's seals were lifted one by one, the speed of his technique's operation became even faster than before!
This is why he has always been simple and direct in his previous battles, rarely using any internal techniques!
However, although his strength has not yet been fully restored and the seal has not been completely lifted, his current power is already very close to his state in the dark world!
This shows that his strength is constantly improving!
The God of Slaughter's face was somewhat gloomy. He hadn't expected that the Tyrant Lord, whom he had seen as nothing more than a child, would possess such great power in just a few days!
"Are you up to the task?" the man in black asked flippantly.
The God of Slaughter snorted coldly: "I'm just a little surprised. Now, let's get down to business!"
After he finished speaking, his power suddenly increased at an alarming rate!
His aura, like a raging storm, instantly surged towards Qin Ziling with murderous intent.
The latter's expression remained unchanged, and a faint golden light emanated from his entire body, instantly blocking the killing intent!
The God of Slaughter grinned and said, "Master of Slaughter, I'll take care of you first!"
Click!
The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open, and then he lunged at Qin Ziling like an arrow. His killing intent condensed into a blood-red Asura, terrifying and powerful!
Qin Ziling narrowed his eyes; the opponent's strength was indeed not to be underestimated!
Without much thought, Qin Ziling held nothing back. The broken sword in his hand suddenly shone with golden light, followed by a buzzing sound, and the dazzling golden light illuminated everything in an instant!
Like a ray of hope suddenly appearing in the midst of a hellish inferno!
Without hesitation, Qin Ziling slashed down with his sword!
boom!
The golden sword light disappeared into the surging blood energy!
A moment of silence, then, bang!
A muffled thunderous sound suddenly erupted, and Qin Ziling blocked the God of Slaughter's attack!
However, at this moment, the God of Slaughter had already approached Qin Ziling!
Qin Ziling sheathed his sword and threw a punch!
hold head high!
A dragon's roar resounded amidst the intent of the fist!
The God of Slaughter remained expressionless and clapped his hands several times!
Clap clap clap!
The powerful forces clashed, and everything around them was unable to withstand it, causing rampant destruction!
The man in black robes watched this scene and clicked his tongue, saying, "As expected of an eighth-rank expert, the power is truly formidable!"
Eighth rank!
That's right! The God of Slaughter's realm is already equivalent to the eighth rank!
Eighth rank—in this world, even those are extremely rare and incredibly strong individuals!
Only a few reclusive old monsters could possibly reach this level; of course, they had no interest in ordinary worldly matters.
Therefore, the appearance of an eighth-rank official in the secular world is extremely impressive!
However, the fact that this Lord of Slaughter could clash with the God of Slaughter to this extent is quite astonishing to the black-robed man.
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