The giant black bat, whose broken wingspan stretched for several meters and whose body was devoid of flesh and consisted only of skeletons, had just been domineering and contemptuous of all existence. Now, it was being crushed, weak, helpless, and pitiful, unable to even utter a sound.
Don't bats have any dignity?
Don't they want to live like bats for thousands of years?
It was speechless, flapping its big wings vigorously, trying to tell the ginger shreds stepping on its head that it was not a piece of trash or a piece of trash, and that it was very majestic and domineering when she was not around.
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
Having wings doesn't make you any better; what's the big deal?
It's like someone who doesn't have wings. When it hatches, it has everything, which will scare those bastards to death.
Lingxi: "!!!!"
A fierce master must be a wise man to know when to yield, otherwise you'll have nothing to eat or play with, and you'll even get your head stepped on—it's too miserable.
Jiang Si stepped on the black bat's head with one foot and kicked its flapping wings with the other: "I called you a little trash, a piece of trash, and you're still not convinced? What are you not convinced about? Where is your master?"
"As a cute pet, you lost your owner and you're still not satisfied? You even flapped your wings at me. Do you believe I'll chop your bones into pieces with a knife?"
The giant black bat: "!!!!"
The master is right, women are unreasonable, and zombies are the first to be affected.
You can offend any woman, or leech off any woman, but you can't even think about her. It would be one thing if she died, but the problem is that you can't die, and you're living a life worse than death.
The giant black bat stopped struggling, gave up, lay flat, and let others trample and crush it. It didn't want its old bones to be chopped up.
Seeing that it didn't move, Jiang Si snorted, stopped crushing its head with her foot, lifted it up and stomped it hard, then stepped over its body and walked towards the Nine Phoenixes hanging in the center of the temple.
The large black bat shuddered and shrank to a normal-sized bat, flapping its tattered, skeletal wings. Above the temple, it dared not approach Jiang Si, nor stray too far from her, exuding a cowardly yet endearingly timid charm.
Jiang Dandan nuzzled against Lingxi's head and stood still.
Lingxi, like a qualified bodyguard, shortened its body from tens of meters to a dozen meters, swaying its large tail and following behind Jiang Si.
Jiufeng was hanging there, covered in blood and looking disheveled. Her eyes, which were surprisingly bright, were staring at Jiang Si, who was wearing a red dress, a large red hat, and sunglasses.
Her hat and sunglasses covered most of her face, but her voice remained unchanged, and she didn't try to change it, so he knew she was Jiang Si.
Only when Jiang Si approached did Jiu Feng speak, "You've arrived, young prince of the Troya Empire!"
Jiang Si stopped in front of him, her boots making a crisp sound. She reached out, slightly raised her chin, and hooked the ring around his neck with her hand: "Tsk, the spiritual faith of hundreds of millions of people in the Fourth Civilization is being chained up like a dog. If your followers knew this, I wonder if they would be disappointed or happy."
Jiufeng's lips curled slightly: "You can take a picture and post it on the Fourth Civilization's website, let them see that their faith, their god, has collapsed!"
Jiang Si laughed and exclaimed, "Little chick, you know people love to see the collapse of gods, to see the fall of gods. I thought this was just a work of literature, but I didn't expect the fictional world to become reality. You're quite trendy, aren't you?"
Jiufeng wanted to laugh along with her, but found that she couldn't laugh. She could only slightly curl her lips into a self-deprecating smile: "There are no gods in the Abel Galaxy, and there are no gods in the Fourth Civilization."
"Their faith, their gods, are nothing but a joke that has lasted for 3,000 years, nothing but lies that the Phoenix Clan has woven for them over the past 3,000 years."
Jiang Si clicked her tongue and said, "Little chick, you have such awareness. It seems that after you killed Shu Xubai, your people used you as a catalyst for their own growth."
"Come, come, let me take a look. There's an injury on your arm, a piece of flesh is missing; there's an injury on your leg, several pieces of flesh are missing; there's an injury on your chest, also missing flesh..."
"There are needle marks on my arms, needle marks on my neck, and needle marks on my heart. Oh dear, great shaman of the Fourth Civilization, please don't tell me that your people have gone mad, eating your flesh and drinking your blood in an attempt to achieve immortality and be as glorious as the mountains and rivers, and as splendid as the sun and moon!"
Jiufeng's lips twitched, but he couldn't utter a word. He couldn't find any words to refute her. Every word she spoke, every punctuation mark, was so precise.
His proud people have always told the people of the Fourth Civilization that they are gods close to God, and that they are God's most faithful believers.
People of the Fourth Civilization will receive blessings and have everything go smoothly as long as they believe in and worship them.
However, in reality, his people have been engaging in deception, using the name and banner of God to deceive and mislead people in an attempt to achieve immortality.
Jiang Si looked at Jiu Feng with a mocking and sarcastic tone, making no attempt to hide it: "Oh, it really is! I was wondering why those old men and women were so confident when they wanted to fight me."
"So they thought they had achieved immortality. It's my fault, I didn't keep an eye on my adorable little pets. Your people were eaten by my little pets."
"But don't worry, they were eaten by my little pet, and their physical bodies and spiritual energy were absorbed by my little pet. Perfect, my little pet can live for at least ten thousand or eight thousand years. They merged with my little pet and achieved immortality in another form. It's not a bad deal, haha."
Jiang Si's words were like a soft knife, slicing into Jiu Feng's body piece by piece, causing him more pain than when his people drew his blood, ate his flesh, and humiliated him.
The pain made Jiu Feng tremble for a long time, her lips quivering and her face pale. She asked in a low voice, "Your Highness of the Troya Empire, have you come to avenge Shu Xubai?"
Jiang Si smiled, revealing her teeth, looking innocent and adorable: "No, I'm here to see you make a fool of yourself!"
Jiufeng paused: "Are you watching me make a fool of myself?"
Jiang Si smiled brightly and said, "Yes, I came to see you make a fool of yourself, to see your arrogance, your hypocrisy, and to see how you become weak and pathetic without Shu Xubai, treated like a dog!"
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
Shrimp and pork heart.
Auntie, you could be even more ruthless.
There's no need to be polite when dealing with chicks like these.
If it had a mouth, and it broke out of its shell, it would be even more awful than what Auntie said, and it would definitely make him furious.
Jiufeng's suspended body trembled.
Jiang Si looked at his pitiful appearance and picked at the ring around his neck with her fingers.
With a snap, the ring binding his mental energy broke off.
Jiufeng's pupils suddenly constricted. The ring that he couldn't break free of with all his might broke with a mere flick of her finger. Sure enough, she was more powerful and more deeply hidden than he had imagined.
Jiang Si hooked the ring off his neck, retreated all the way to the Great Shaman's seat, sat down, and coldly stared at Jiu Feng through her sunglasses.
Freed from the restraint of the rings, Jiu Feng broke free of the ropes that held him and the chains that bound him. Now free, he looked up at Jiang Si, who sat high above him in her seat.
At this moment, she leaned back in her seat, her elbows casually resting on the armrests, exuding a languid and carefree air, much like a god looking down upon everyone without a trace of pity.
Sitting on the high seat, Jiang Si's lips curled slightly. "Little chick, that old bastard Shu Xubai treats you like a treasure, but I don't treat you like a treasure."
"He made a contract with you, and you made a contract with him. There were too many contracts between you, which led to you killing him and injuring me. Come on, show me how you injured him."
Jiufeng took two steps forward and slowly knelt down. In that moment, he became a humble believer, looking up at the high and mighty deity and asking, "Your Highness, is he still alive?"
Jiang Si took off her hat and sunglasses, and leaned slightly forward: "What did you just say? I didn't quite hear you!"
Jiufeng lowered her head, her voice low and hoarse: "Your Highness, I want to know, is he still alive?"
Jiang Si asked knowingly, "Is he still alive? Who is he?"
Jiufeng's hands, which were hanging at her sides, slowly tightened: "Your Highness, is Shu Xubai still alive?"
Jiang Si burst into laughter, the sound echoing throughout the entire temple, both jarring and pleasant. To Jiu Feng, it was nothing but sarcasm and utterly grating.
After a long while, Jiang Si wiped away the tears that had come from laughing, her laughter abruptly stopping, her voice turning deep: "Jiufeng, you've fallen in love with him?"
Jiufeng clenched her fist so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.
Seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, Jiang Si let out a loud shout that echoed throughout the temple: "So it wasn't the collapse of the gods of the Fourth Civilization, but rather the fall of a god who brought his seven emotions and six desires into the mortal world."
"You killed him with your own hands, yet you tell me you fell in love with him. Jiu Feng, Jiu Feng, is there no medicine for regret?"
Jiufeng's drooping head felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. He bit his chin until it bled before raising his head and looking at Jiang Si, who was sitting on the high seat judging him, with bloodshot eyes: "Kill me!"
Jiang Si braced herself on the armrests of the high seat, stood up, and like a gust of wind, kicked Jiu Feng in the chest.
Jiufeng was kicked away and landed on the ground. She rolled twice and spat out a mouthful of blood before stopping.
Jiang Si, her boots clicking, walked towards him step by step, exuding a powerful aura, her skirt billowing even without wind. Her waist-length black hair flew up.
She walked up to Jiufeng and kicked him again, knocking him down from where he was hanging, causing the frame to collapse. He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
Jiang Si watched the blood spit on the ground slowly disappear, raised an eyelid, walked over, and kicked Jiu Feng in the chest again.
The kick didn't send him flying; instead, it knocked him to the ground.
As he lay sprawled on the ground, Jiang Si lifted her foot and stomped directly on his cheek, just as she had crushed countless zombies before, grinding his face with her foot: "Why did I kill you? Why did I kill you?"
"Jiufeng, you probably don't know that dying is easy, but living is not. You think you can end it all by dying, so you won't have to think about it anymore or blame yourself? What kind of pipe dream are you having? What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
That's right, that's right, that's right.
So many bastards in the Phoenix Clan bully the dragon with their emotions, how can we just let it go like this?
They must taste the agony of being worse than dead, of unfulfilled desires, of tossing and turning in agony. That is true punishment, the real punishment.
Jiufeng lay on the ground, neither resisting nor struggling, letting Jiang Si trample and crush his face with her feet, so humble that he was less than a speck of dust on the ground: "I killed him. You were his friend, so you should have killed me to avenge him!"
"Oh my, what are you pretending to be all lovey-dovey with me for? What kind of reverse psychology are you trying to use to make me kill you?" Jiang Si crushed his face until it was mangled before releasing her foot and looking down at the disheveled Jiu Feng: "I won't kill you, you better live well!"
"Your Highness..."
With a swift kick, Jiang Si sent Jiu Feng sprawling onto his high priest's throne. "I'll make sure you live well, sit in a position close to that of a god, and live a good life!"
Jiufeng's internal organs were damaged, and he coughed up blood. The blood flowed from the corner of his mouth onto his chair and rolled down the chair.
His face was pale, like a willow branch, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, could blow him off, could kill him.
Jiang Si glanced at him, then her gaze fell on the ground. The blood on the ground had completely disappeared, leaving only the smooth, polished floor tiles.
Jiang Si took a deep breath, pulled out her knife from her spatial storage, and thrust it forcefully into the ground with a backhand motion. With a clang, the knife pierced the ground at her waist.
She pressed her palm against the hilt of the knife and pushed down hard; with a crack, the hard ground split open.
Despite the excruciating pain throughout her body, Jiufeng, who was sitting on the high seat, stumbled down and stopped two steps away from Jiang Si, not daring to go any further.
Jiang Si took a deep breath, then exhaled. She loosened her grip on the knife handle and snapped it to the side, making a louder cracking sound as the ground split open.
The temple began to shake, the reliefs fell to the ground and shattered, and the pillars that several people could not encircle began to collapse.
The Tang sword, driven deeper and deeper into the ground, disappeared completely. Jiang Si took a step back, and the crack in the ground in front of her grew larger and larger.
The earth shook violently, and not only did things inside the temple collapse, but even rocks on the mountain rolled downhill. The sea behind the temple also began to churn, with waves rising higher and higher, and the sound of them crashing against the rocks growing louder and louder.
The pilgrims who had followed Jiang Si and had not yet reached the temple were terrified and shouted, "What's happening? What's happening? Is it an earthquake? Is it an earthquake?!"
"Look, look! Hasn't the temple collapsed? Hasn't the temple fallen down?"
"Run! Run! The rock is falling! The rock is falling! Run!"
"The temple has collapsed! The temple has collapsed! The gods are angry! The gods are angry!"
Amidst the shouts and desperate escape, their faith, their temple, was cleaved in two, leaving behind a vast, bottomless abyss.
Jiufeng mustered her courage and stepped forward. Before she even reached the edge of the abyss, a clang rang out, and a sharp Tang sword shot out from the abyss and came to Jiang Si's side.
Jiang Si tossed it into her spatial dimension, retreated behind Jiu Feng, raised her foot, and kicked him in the back, sending him tumbling into the abyss...
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