The Abyss of Ultimate Power.
Just as Xiaoyao had finally figured out the problem, countless demonic energies surged, except for...
All the monsters in the Supreme Abyss died instantly!
They transformed into the purest demonic energy, continuously surging into that evil and immense will, gradually pushing the opponent's momentum to its peak!
The elderly duo on the snow-capped mountain had exhausted all their strength to remain standing and were no match for each other!
Even if Shadow Nine regains the [Dream Come True], it won't be enough against the awakened supreme demon god!
The reason is very simple.
The most powerful demon god only ever wanted to kill four people:
Nightmare, Traceless, Freedom, Asura.
This is a being that poses a fatal threat to Him.
No matter how strong Shadow Nine is, she cannot inflict fatal damage on the supreme demon god.
Outside the Abyss of Supreme Power, the swordsman had changed into white clothes, and Xue Meng was helping him put on heavy armor.
As Xue Meng helped, he muttered to himself,
"Dad, is this thing really useful?"
Wuhen scolded, "How many times have I told you? When you're outside, you have to call him Godfather."
Xue Meng: ......
"Godfather, is this thing really useful?"
Wuhen shook his head. "It's no use."
"Then why are you still wearing it?"
Wuhen thought for a moment and replied,
"It'll be cooler to die like that."
Xue Meng: ? ? ?
Godfather, is something wrong?
They haven't even started fighting yet, and they've already decided where they'll be buried after they die?
Looking at the supreme demon god gradually awakening in the distance, Wuhen exhaled slightly, the killing intent in his eyes so intense it was almost tangible.
After the final act of saving the world, Wuhen will surely die.
This was the price He paid for fighting the most powerful demon god.
Even someone as gifted as Wuhen couldn't break this deadlock.
Originally, the final act of saving the world was already exploiting a bug.
You can't exploit a bug on top of a bug.
If it weren't for that sword strike, Wuhen would have died thirty-six years ago.
"I have drawn my sword countless times in my life, and I have never regretted my actions."
Wuhen looked around and sighed.
Xue Meng was still completely baffled, not understanding why his godfather had sighed.
Wuhen said helplessly.
"If Xiao Lan were here, he would probably ask, 'What is it that even the supreme being Wuhen sighs over?'"
If Shura were here, he might say, "What Second Brother lamented was mostly about worldly affairs; the remaining part must be about heavenly affairs."
Wuhen looked at Xue Meng, his eyes filled with disappointment and frustration.
My godson doesn't seem to be thinking very well today.
Xue Meng: ? ? ?
He finally understood that his godfather meant they were missing a straight man.
Xue Meng's mind was in turmoil at the moment, and he had no intention of praising anyone. He shrugged and began to slack off.
"Godfather, just say what you want to say."
When the leader of the praise group meets the master of slacking off, a wonderful chemical reaction occurs.
"I have only one regret in my life."
Wuhen looked at Xue Meng.
"I never got to see you, my adopted son, and to comprehend a sword technique."
Xue Meng: ......
If you're going to talk about this, then I'm getting sleepy!
If Xue Meng can't comprehend the sword technique, he'll be very embarrassed and anxious!
Perhaps the emotions haven't reached that point yet.
Or, godfather, could you do me a favor first...?
Of course, even if Xue Meng wanted to slack off, he wouldn't say such a thing.
He could only lower his head and say, "I am dull-witted, but I will work hard from now on and strive to master swordsmanship as soon as possible!"
Wuhen sighed again.
Shura has already mastered so many sword techniques.
I'm somewhat ashamed of myself as an adopted son.
In a fit of anger, Wuhen turned and left without saying a word.
Xue Meng was dumbfounded again and blurted out,
"Father, are we not going to kill the Supreme Demon God anymore?"
Wuhen waved his hand and answered lazily.
"Your Uncle Lan didn't come to see your father off, so it seems that today is not the anniversary of your father's death."
Xue Meng: ? ? ?
This works?
...
The Eternal Tower, ninety-nine stories high.
The Taoist priest was weaker than ever before.
To be precise, at this moment, the Taoist priest was just an ordinary Taoist priest.
A butterfly hovers motionless in the air.
Even though he lost his power, he did not lose his wisdom.
He could guess that the fool in the Abyss of Supreme Power was stirring up trouble again.
The supreme demon god's plan was simple:
First, deal with the severely injured Wuhen, then find a way to kill Xiaoyao, leaving only the useless Shura alive...
The opportunity that the supreme demon god had been waiting for for a hundred years has finally arrived!
How could He not take action?!
If this fool can hold back, then he is not a fool!
Thinking of this, the Taoist frowned slightly.
He was getting annoyed.
Just as Ye Bai was about to say something, the Taoist priest raised his hand to stop him.
The Taoist priest looked at the butterfly that was still in the air, and the butterfly looked back at him quietly.
At this moment, the butterfly is not only the source of the upper realm world, but also possesses the peak combat power of the strongest human race, and has completed nine awakenings to achieve an SSS-level talent!
Even the most powerful demon god would retreat in fear and dare not be an enemy of this butterfly!
Watching the confrontation between the Taoist and the butterfly, Ye Bai's palms were sweating, unsure of how the situation would unfold.
I must remind you, you're blind, so theoretically you can't see.
Ye Bai: ......
One wrong move and the world could be destroyed.
Are you still going to be cheeky here?
You're having fun being cheeky, aren't you!
Just as Ye Bai was barely daring to breathe, the Taoist's words put his mind at ease.
The increasingly agitated Taoist looked at the butterfly hovering in the air.
Then, the Taoist priest said to the butterfly,
"Fly for me."
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