“That’s right.” The middle-aged man behind the God Qi Heng said, “Why do you have to do this?”
“Not presumptuous… Not presumptuous? Hahaha… Hahahahaha!” Pan Buwang raised his head and laughed wildly, letting the wine in the jar pour over his body: “Listen to the name of Son of God that Father God gave me back then. It was truly foresighted. Now that I have been trampled into the mud, Father God, you don’t need to worry about my arrogance and foolishness in this life... Hey hahaha…”
Pan Yusheng's face became increasingly gloomy, and a faint black aura even rose between his brows. The middle-aged man hurriedly took a half step forward, using his expression to signal Pan Yusheng to calm down, and then said: "It's true, although you are no longer the son of God, your father God has never thought of abandoning you. If he didn't miss you, how could he..."
"Shut up, you old bastard."
Pan Buwang glanced at him, his crooked mouth showing deep mockery: "Back then, you swore to assist me with your life and never abandon me. But when Pan Buzhuo stepped on my head, you didn't even dare to fart. You are such a bastard, are you qualified to teach me a lesson? I tui~~"
A mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with a pungent smell of alcohol was sprayed at the two of them.
Pan Buwang, in the entire abyss, there are few people who do not know this name.
Because this was the name of the former Son of God of the Owl and Butterfly Divine Kingdom.
Unfortunately, that was in the past.
In every era of the Six Divine Kingdoms of the Abyss, every effort will be made to find the next Divine Successor. Every appearance of a new Divine Successor is the biggest happy event of the entire era of a Divine Kingdom.
And in this generation, there are several divine kingdoms that have more than one inheritor of awakened godhood.
For example, the Kingdom of Eternal Night, the Kingdom of Weaving Dreams… Even the Kingdom of Owl Butterfly, which has the weakest overall strength and has historically had the most difficulty in producing a divine successor, has produced a second divine successor in a very short period of time.
The first one was Pan Buwang. His canonization ceremony for the Son of God caused a sensation throughout the world, and even Emperor Yuan personally attended... This was an unparalleled honor that the Sons of God and Goddesses of other God Kingdoms would never have.
However, in just two thousand years, the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom awakened its second divine successor.
Moreover, their godhood and talents are above his.
For any kingdom of God, the inheritance of the true God is more important than anything else. Without a doubt, only the most outstanding one can become the Son of God.
There had never been a precedent in the Xiaodie Divine Kingdom for two successors to appear in the same era. Pan Buwang also became the first son of God to be abandoned in the history of the Xiaodie Divine Kingdom.
He had naively believed that the fate of the Son of God being abandoned was just a thing of the past...but the reality was that he was trampled into the abyss.
Once upon a time, he had the greatest glory of the Owl Butterfly Kingdom, enjoying rights and resources that others dared not covet. His brothers and sisters, and even the elders, were all respectful and even servile to him.
When he suddenly fell from the top, the admiration and flattery he once received became an unbearable shame in the eyes of many people. They would double their ridicule, mockery, and even trample on him in order to seek a distorted balance.
Moreover, in the eyes of the new Son of God, this former Son of God is undoubtedly a threat... Trampling on this threat, stepping him into the mud where he can never again emerge, is to cater to the Son of God, to cater to the future Owl Butterfly God.
"Asshole!"
Pan Yusheng was filled with anger and swung out with a palm.
With a loud bang, Pan Buwang was blown away fiercely, and a column of blood spurted into the air.
Pan Yusheng tightened his grip. He didn't expect Pan Buwang to not resist at all.
After all, Pan Buwang was his most beloved and proud son, so how could he be completely heartless? He regretted the moment he made the move, but as a god, how could he speak softly? He snorted coldly.
Pan Buwang rolled to the ground, he lay on the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. When he raised his head, he laughed more and more crazily and sarcasticly: "Hahaha... Thank you so much, Father God, for taking the time out of your endless busy schedule to teach your useless son a lesson personally, hahaha..."
Almost every time he spoke a word, blood foam would spurt out. Pan Yusheng turned his head and spoke a little slower: "Buwang, I know you are angry. But the inheritance of the Kingdom of God is more important than anything else, you should understand..."
"Yes, of course I understand."
He raised his upper body tremblingly. "I am unwilling to be stripped of the title of Son of God, but I have no resentment or hatred. That's right, the inheritance of the Kingdom of God is more important than anything else. If a God-inheritor who is better than me appears, he should be the Son of God! As a direct heir, I should take the initiative to give in."
"Those who once flattered me pity and mock me, those who once kowtowed to me wish they could break the dignity I once gave them into a thousand times the humiliation... I can bear all of this. Even if I am no longer the Son of God, I am still an Awakened Godhead. As long as I work hard enough, my future achievements will be enough to make them regret their current attitudes."
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes gradually becoming as red as the blood at the corners of his lips: "But... why... why did you hurt my mother! "
Pan Yusheng said in a deep voice: "I have said it before! Your mother committed suicide because she became sick due to the huge gap of worry after being deposed from the position of Queen of Gods. It had nothing to do with anyone... and certainly not the Queen of Gods."
“Hahahahaha!” Pan Buwang laughed miserably: “Do you believe this?”
"That slut stole my Four Phases Magic Crystal for Pan Buzhuo and was captured by my mother. Such a serious crime should be announced to the whole clan. It would not be too much to depose or exile her."
"But my mother was kind-hearted. As a fellow mother, she only ordered her arms to be cut off. She did not make the matter public, and did not tell Father God. But that bitch held a grudge against me. On the first day after she became a god, she mocked and humiliated my mother in every possible way..."
He clattered his teeth. "It's true that she couldn't kill my mother herself. But with her current status, she only needs a word... or even a glance to get someone to do it for her! Father God, are you really... are you really totally clueless?"
“That’s enough!”
Pan Yusheng didn't want to hear him continue: "Yes or no, to me, to this kingdom of owl butterflies, it doesn't matter at all. You should just accept your fate."
"And more." His gesture and words were filled with the indifference and ruthlessness of an almighty king: "Don't think I don't know that the reason you are so ugly now is not only because of your mother, but also because of..."
"That goddess of eternal night who was abandoned like you is ruthless!"
When Pan Buwang heard the three words "God is heartless", he, who had been acting like a madman, felt as if struck by lightning. His half-paralyzed body suddenly froze there.
"As the former Son of the Owl Butterfly God, you actually abandoned yourself to this extent for just two women. Just for this reason, you are not worthy of the title of 'Son of God'!"
He snorted heavily, without even looking at Pan Buwang, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
After walking a long way, the middle-aged man said, "Your Majesty, it's true that he just couldn't bear the gap temporarily..."
"Don't mention him anymore." Pan Yusheng raised his hand fiercely: "If he wants to rot, then just let him rot there completely. There is no need to care about him anymore in the future."
"Well... okay." The middle-aged man nodded: "This is not entirely a bad thing. At least we don't have to worry about him having the ability and ambition to compete with Buzhu in the future, causing unpredictable instability."
To this statement, Pan Yusheng agreed with the silence.
Bang!
After Lord Qi Heng left, Pan Buwang collapsed there completely, without a sound or movement for a long time, like a cold corpse of someone who had died of drunkenness.
But there was blood at the corners of his mouth and tears at the corners of his eyes.
Ruthless... Ruthless...
Your name is Wuqing, and the world says you are the witch of the eternal night who must never be approached...
But... when I fell from the peak to the dust, everyone pitied me, mocked me, and insulted me... my brothers, sisters, elders, my once-thought-of friends, and even God the Father... they all changed...
But you were the only one who looked at me with the same eyes as before... You were the only one who reached out to me in the quagmire... You were the only one who was willing to believe that my mother was murdered by that bitch...
I was shocked to hear that you were abandoned like me. I was nine parts shocked and sad, but also one part was secretly happy. Because we were both abandoned, there would be no more obstacles between us.
but why……
You are forever...
Ruthless...ruthless...you are really ruthless...
Between you and me, is it just a pitiful dream after all...
Dream……
The cloudy eyes regained some focus.
He stood up slowly, his movements as stiff as a piece of dead wood being dragged.
Dream...Dreamweaver...
He raised his head and looked into the distance in a daze. There was the Kingdom of Dreamweaver.
It's okay to dream. Ruthless, just let me see you again...
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Yun Che sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating. With Hua Caili by his side, he could be defenseless.
During the time he traveled with Hua Caili, he no longer practiced. Whenever he entered into a state of meditation, he would silently sense the flow of Yuan Chen, invisibly deepening his compatibility with Yuan Chen.
It's just that this process is absolutely impossible for others to notice, let alone understand.
"Master Yun! I seem to have another epiphany. Come and try it with me!"
The girl's heavenly voice rang in his ears, and then his wrist was grasped by a snow-smooth hand, which pulled him up from the ground.
The movements were seamless and extremely natural.
The girl danced like a butterfly, and the Liyun Sword stabbed out lightly at Yun Che. The sword was silent, but it contained a thousand sword intentions. She was excited and happy, and couldn't wait to show Yun Che another small breakthrough in her Zhetian Sword.
Yun Che tilted his lips slightly, and without saying a word, he blasted out with the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword, responding to the thousands of changes with the same opening and closing.
After breaking the "taboo" for the first time, the "bottom line" will quietly give way every time thereafter until it becomes natural.
This was how Hua Caili touched Yun Che.
During this period, she would hold Yun Che’s arm tightly for half an hour every day, trying to sense the so-called “Void Sword Intention” that she longed for endlessly.
Until now, she, whose every hair had been protected to the extreme since she was a child, could already pull Yun Che over with her hands very naturally to practice sword skills with her.
The heavy sword and the light sword, the collision of power and mystery, stirred up beautiful sword beams and roaring storms in the dim space.
Hua Qingying watched silently. These past few days, she had clearly felt that Hua Caili's progress in swordsmanship had obviously been much faster since she started traveling with Yun Che.
Could it be that the sword intent she sensed from Yun Che... really had some magical benefit?
boom!
The sound of the sword was deafening, and Yun Che’s violent sword might was split into thousands of parts, turning into vortices that rushed in all directions, lifting the sleeves of the two people high.
The two swords touched each other, and their eyes looked at each other across the swords. Hua Caili raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly: "How is it? Is it much more different than yesterday?"
She did not receive the affirmation and praise that Yun Che always gave her. Yun Che in front of her actually stared at her blankly, without any reaction to her words, as if he had lost his soul.
Hua Caili was startled, then suddenly realized something, and quickly reached out her hand to her cheek... but did not touch the layer of veil that she was already accustomed to.
With just one sword strike, her veil was swept away by a wisp of broken sword wind, and no one knew where it flew to.
The face of the number one goddess in the abyss world was so close, and it was revealed before Yun Che’s eyes without leaving out anything.
He stared at it in amazement, whispering, "I finally know what the moon in the sky... the snow in the clouds... "
Unable to find the veil, the girl's hand subconsciously covered her lips. But the panic was unexpectedly short-lived. She moved her hand away, smiled as before, and looked into the man's eyes steadily, her beautiful eyes shining: "This is the first time I've heard such a nice compliment. Hee, you are worthy of being Mr. Yun."
She was already used to the inattention and compliments on her appearance.
But this time, the feeling seems to be a little subtly different.
A feeling of joy that I have never experienced before?
Yun Che hastily averted his gaze, and the Heaven Smiting Sword also slanted to the ground. He seemed to suppress the slight confusion in his heart, and then he said sincerely: “I knew that Sister Qu must be a person of heaven, but I didn’t expect that she would actually… actually…”
It seemed that for a moment, he could not find any words to describe her beauty and his amazement.
"Mr. Yun is the handsome one." She replied with a smile, and her words were equally sincere and flawless.
At least, of all the men she had seen in her life, the only one who could surpass Yun Che in appearance was Uncle Yuanhuang, whom she respected the most after her relatives.
Yun Che smiled and shook his head, and said with deep admiration: “How can my mortal appearance… be compared with Sister Qu’s divine appearance. If I hadn’t seen Sister Qu, I would never have imagined in my entire life that a woman could be so beautiful… that even a miracle is not enough to describe it.”
Hua Caili laughed, and with a wave of her jade hand, she brought the drifting veil back into her hand. However, she did not cover her face with it again, but put it away directly. Then she leaned forward, got closer to Yun Che, and smiled mischievously: “Then Mr. Yun, just look at me more often every day, and you can also praise me with these weird words more often, hehe.”
Yun Che also laughed: “This is probably an honor that no man in the world would even dream of.”
As Hua Caili leaned forward, the scarlet blade of the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword entered her beautiful eyes. She shifted her gaze slightly and suddenly said, "Master Yun, I've always wanted to ask you, the aura of your sword is very strange, and it's different from all the swords I've touched. What's its name?"
Yun Che answered without hesitation: "This is the sword given by my master. The name of the sword is 'Yunli'."
"Eh!?" Hua Caili suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly widened in confusion.
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