"Now that this matter is settled, we should leave."
Ning Liu looked at Bibi Dong and nodded.
However, just as they were about to set off, the entire underground space suddenly froze.
It is not a physical vibration, but a stillness originating from the level of laws.
Everyone's mind was still functioning, but their bodies were pinned to the spot by an irresistible force.
Xu Jiushi and Titan's faces turned deathly pale instantly. The soul power within them trembled like a subject before a king, completely unable to be mobilized.
As a level 99 Limit Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was in slightly better condition, but he could only barely move his eyeballs, and fine beads of cold sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead.
This oppressive aura far surpassed anything he had ever known!
Bibi Dong reacted the most violently. The Rakshasa divine power within her body spontaneously began to circulate, and a purplish-black aura swirled around her body in an attempt to resist this power.
But with just a gentle press, the Rakshasa God's power receded back into her body like a tide. The power inherited from the gods seemed far too immature in the face of this oppressive force.
Space is being torn apart.
A dark red rift unfolded silently, without any violent outpouring of energy, only the manifestation of pure, supreme rules.
A towering figure slowly emerged from the crevice.
He wore dark red full-body armor, the patterns carved on it resembling solidified divine blood, and held a large, ancient-looking sword, its blade wreathed in a visible crimson aura.
His face was shrouded in the shadow of his helmet and could not be seen clearly, but everyone felt that two gazes that could pierce through eternity were falling on them.
Just by standing there, it felt as if the core of the entire world had shifted onto him.
"The successor of the Rakshasa?"
A cold, emotionless voice resounded deep within everyone's souls.
The owner of the voice looked down at Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, feeling as if the other person's gaze was like two invisible swords, trying to dissect her soul from the inside out.
"snort."
A cold snort resounded like a thunderclap in Bibi Dong's spiritual sea.
"You dare to tamper with my ancestral land? You have some nerve."
The imposing figure spoke in a calm tone, yet it contained the majesty of judging all living beings.
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, about to speak, when the voice rang out again, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
"However... your mind still retains a distinction between good and evil, and has not been completely corrupted by evil thoughts."
"Well, at least that crazy woman Rakshasa's judgment wasn't completely terrible. I'll make a note of this for now, and I'll have a good 'talk' with her when I get back."
As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong felt a sudden relief from the pressure.
She was somewhat taken aback. This being seemed to disdain the Rakshasa God in his words, and judging from his tone, he didn't intend to pursue the matter.
The towering figure shifted its gaze from Bibi Dong, sweeping over Chrysanthemum Douluo beside it. Its movements paused slightly, and a strange glint appeared in its eyes beneath the shadows.
"The successor of the Chrysanthemum God?"
He seemed to be confirming something, or perhaps muttering to himself, "A mere flower goddess dares to aspire to inherit the divine position? But his divine position... well..."
"That's quite remarkable. He's only one step away from becoming a god. Not bad."
Ju Douluo Yueguan's heart nearly jumped out of his throat.
Despite inheriting his own Chrysanthemum God legacy, he felt significantly weaker in terms of presence when facing this person.
Moreover, what's with that strange tone in this man's voice?
Is it just my imagination?
He dared not think too much and could only desperately maintain his composure as a Limit Douluo.
Finally, that gaze, like two sacred mountains, slowly and heavily fell upon Ning Liu.
In an instant, Ning Liu felt as if he had been seen through completely.
The Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda, the Empty Dream Sword, and all the soul bones were exposed under this gaze.
But he did not back down or show any fear.
He calmly met that gaze, his mental focus highly concentrated.
He had already guessed who the visitor was.
Who else could it be but the God-King who wields the power of killing and judgment?
“It’s you.”
The God-King's voice rang out again, this time not as a question, but as a statement.
"That breath of new life comes from you."
Ning Liu's heart skipped a beat.
He never expected that simply evolving the replica Asura Sword would directly attract the arrival of the real Asura.
Although this should only be a manifestation of divine thought, the power contained within it is something that no ordinary person can withstand.
"Junior Ning Liu greets Lord Asura God."
Ning Liu remained neither humble nor arrogant, and bowed slightly in greeting.
"Oh? You recognize me?"
For the first time, a slight fluctuation appeared in the voice of the Asura God.
"He commands the world's killings and judges the sins of heaven and earth. Apart from the God of Asura, I cannot think of another being with such majesty."
Ning Liu said frankly.
"Interesting." A flicker seemed to pass through the eyes beneath the Asura God's helmet.
"Words are meaningless before absolute power. Bring them out."
He didn't say what it was, but Ning Liu knew perfectly well.
He took a deep breath, and a thought struck him.
Buzz—
A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the entire space.
The longsword, as deep as night and covered with dark red divine runes, appeared in Ning Liu's hand.
The moment the sword appeared, the Asura God's immovable body made its first noticeable movement.
He leaned forward slightly, his gaze, hidden in the shadow of his helmet, fixed intently on the sword in Ning Liu's hand.
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