Destiny Is About to Reverse

Rakshasa God.

In an instant, Liu Xiaoxiao reacted instinctively.

The god of evil thoughts, spoken of alongside the Asura God; the strongest member of the Nether God Faction; the first-generation Rakshasa God.

Although he was now a First-level God, he was still far too insignificant compared to this mighty being who had lived for millions of years, perhaps even longer.

"This one" was already the strongest beneath a God King—perhaps even a God King.

But that did not mean he had no chance at all of contending with the other party.

He had a trump card, one powerful enough to kill Lin Bo, who could rival the Dragon God.

A Super Divine Artifact: the Dragon Tiger Sacred Soul Saber.

At the level of gods, even physical and energy damage could affect divine consciousness, provided that the energy itself was of a sufficiently high level.

Though he had come to the Underworld with many objectives, it now seemed likely that none of them could be achieved.

Still, as long as he could clash with the ancestor of the Rakshasa Gods before him and uncover the other party's trump card, it would all be worthwhile.

Besides, it was not as though he had no chance of killing the other party. After all, none of the intelligence he knew contained the information that "the first-generation Rakshasa God is still alive."

The chance to reverse Destiny had arrived.

Liu Xiaoxiao gradually became somewhat excited, his emotions no longer as calm as usual. He realized that ever since Zhang Shiwen had fallen into slumber—especially after falling unconscious in her dream—his emotions had become increasingly difficult to stabilize.

Of course, that was not necessarily a bad thing. His primary means of fighting the Rakshasa God now was emotional power; being too calm would instead make it