A World Without You

After that single sword strike, Bibi Dong's life force rapidly ebbed away. Her life had reached its end.

Angel God Power and Rakshasa Divine Power inherently countered one another.

Not to mention that Qian Renxue's Origin Divine Fire was now burning upon the Angel Holy Sword.

Bibi Dong no longer had much desire to live.

Even at her peak, she would not have been able to withstand such a strike.

At that moment, perhaps because the divine powers had dissipated, or perhaps because she had been purified by holy power, Bibi Dong's mind instead became clear.

That man's deep voice came from afar, ringing clearly in her ears.

"Bibi Dong, how pitiful you are.

"Heaven gave you peerless talent, yet did not grant you an equally powerful heart. It gave you a chance to escape the abyss, yet you insisted on sinking into depravity.

"You had clearly avenged your grievances, yet you only knew how to wallow in the past, wallow in those ridiculous regrets. Other than Qian Xunji, was there anyone in this world who had wronged you? Yet you wanted to drag everyone down to be buried alongside your childish love.

"At the very end, the one you believed in was still only that false phantom of a divine statue in your heart, rather than the blood relative standing right before you.

"You brought all of this upon yourself."

Bibi Dong stared blankly in Su Cheng's direction.

"A false phantom... Heh heh..."

In that instant, she suddenly understood many things.

The hints urging her to kill the Three Great High Priests; the subtle way the hostility between mother and daughter had been heightened; the two Spirit Hall elders who had vanished without a trace two years ago; the strange behavior of Chrysanthemum Ghost; the scheme that had begun more than a decade ago...

Perhaps even joining Spirit Hall in the first place had been part of that person's plan.

Watching Qian Renxue rush toward Su Cheng without hesitation, Bibi Dong could not help but smile bitterly.

"Xiao Xue, I hope my guess is wrong..."

"Teacher!"

Qian Renxue reached the edge of the plaza and knelt beside Su Cheng.

His aura was even weaker now, diminished to the point that he was almost like a dead man.

This was completely beyond Qian Renxue's expectations.

Judging from the situation just now, he should have been able to hold on for at least another hour.

"Xiao Xue..."

Su Cheng was slightly dazed as he looked at the breathtakingly beautiful face before him.

Even with blood staining her fair cheeks, it did nothing to diminish her beauty. Instead, it gave her a tragic, haunting allure.

Qian Renxue desperately gathered the remnants of divine power within her and began casting a divine healing art on him.

Yet after burning her divine power in that fierce battle, the energy in her body was nearly exhausted. Even her Physical Body was on the verge of collapse, and she simply could not squeeze out much more power.

Her Spiritual Power had been almost entirely spent in that final strike, making it extremely difficult for her to control divine power now.

And the injuries suffered by the broken body before her were so grave that even at her peak, she likely would have been helpless.

"What should I do..."

Hearing her helpless murmur, Su Cheng lowered his eyes and remained silent.

A moment later, the tiny angel mark between Qian Renxue's brows began to tremble faintly.

She was drawing upon the most fundamental Angel God Power within the Angel Godhood!

It was not that she begrudged this godhood. In Su Cheng's current condition, he could not endure a greater eruption of energy at all, and in her present state, she lacked the strength to control it anyway.

Su Cheng stared blankly at the faintly trembling angel mark.

That tiny mark represented the core of Qian Renxue's power as the Angel God, the outward manifestation of her godhood's strength.

Su Cheng knew this well.

He had never intended to accept any of the so-called Godhood Inheritances on Douluo Continent, but he had been extremely curious about the essence of this divine system.

When the inheritance god trial had taken place, Qian Daoliu had still been alive, so Su Cheng had not had the opportunity to study it in depth.

But after Qian Renxue became a god, he had gained the chance to observe it at close range.

At that moment, within Su Cheng's sea of consciousness, a tiny sword shadow also rose and fell.

Sword Intent Entity!

This was not because his comprehension of the sword had reached a new height.

Rather, Su Cheng had begun forging it years ago, tempering it day and night with a thread of true sword intent.

It contained all of his understanding of the sword in this life, along with the extraordinary Spiritual Power he had accumulated over the years with the aid of medicine.

Just now, he had also burned his remaining Spiritual Power, Soul Power, even his life force and the acupoints throughout his body, all to empower this sword intent.

That was why his aura had declined so quickly.

A move forged by concentrating power in Su Cheng's manner was naturally immensely powerful, but it was also utterly impractical.

No one but him would do such a thing.

Because there was no point.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of attack could never hit anyone.

Unless the enemy had no guard against him whatsoever.

Whoosh—

The tiny sword shadow shot from between Su Cheng's brows and pierced into the girl's eye in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it reached the place where her divine core had condensed and exploded.

The eyes were windows to the spirit, and they were likewise the easiest point through which to invade the divine soul.

Qian Renxue's divine soul was currently listless, her Spiritual Power depleted. At the same time, she was striving to draw strength from her godhood to heal him, and she harbored not the slightest guard against him.

Under that strike, the tiny Six-Winged Angel mark between her brows, which had only been trembling faintly, immediately began to shake violently. A moment later, it scattered into countless motes of light.

Her godhood shattered.

Su Cheng's vision also darkened, and he nearly died on the spot from the backlash of the shattered sword intent.

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Qian Renxue raised her trembling right hand and touched the space between her brows.

Her vacant eyes looked toward Su Cheng.

"Teacher, why..."

"Xiao Xue, I have lived my entire life for only one thing: destroying Spirit Hall. I taught you knowledge and helped you become a god, all for this one purpose in the end."

Seeing that she did not react, Su Cheng took a signal flare from his Soul Tool and fired it.

"I shattered your godhood mark. Your life is not in danger, but from this day onward, there will no longer be an Angel God in this world."

After saying that, he stared blankly at the sky.

Ring—

After a brief silence, the sound of a sword's cry approached from afar, appearing above Spirit City.

At first, it seemed to come from the horizon. In the next moment, it had arrived at Su Cheng's side.

"Cheng'er!"

When the old man riding his sword saw Su Cheng's current state, his expression changed drastically.

He hurried forward, then looked at the numb-faced Qian Renxue.

His hand gripping the sword tightened slightly.

"Father, don't."

Su Cheng looked at the arriving Chen Xin and tugged at the corner of his lips.

"You—what happened to you?!"

"Cough... Father, don't worry about me yet. Listen to me first."

How could Chen Xin possibly ignore him?

He hurriedly stepped forward, injecting Soul Power into him as he examined his condition.

He had not known that Su Cheng would leave himself in such a state. He looked half-dead already.

Su Cheng did not waste his strength trying to stop him.

The signal flare just now had been sent to Chen Xin, and he was the only one who had come.

Chen Xin's cultivation had now reached the peak of Rank 97, not far from Rank 98. In terms of combat strength alone, he could even rival an ordinary Rank 98 Peak Douluo.

If nothing unexpected had happened, the remaining Three Great High Priests of the Worship Hall, along with the Titled Douluo-level elders, had already died by his hand.

As for everyone else, Su Cheng could not trust them. He had also instructed Chen Xin not to let anyone accompany him.

He still had arrangements to make for after his death.

Looking at the lifeless Qian Renxue before him, Su Cheng said softly, "Xiao Xue... Heh, I suppose you no longer want to hear me call you that. Do you remember our wager from ten years ago?"

Qian Renxue raised her head in a daze.

"Promise me you'll live well. The affairs of this world flow like water... Cough... Your life is still very long. Forget me, forget Bibi Dong, forget Spirit Hall."

He turned toward Chen Xin. "Father, take care of her for me."

Chen Xin was now invincible on the continent, and no one from the Clear Sky Sect would be his match.

Moreover, after consuming an Immortal Herb, Chen Xin's martial soul had advanced further. He still had room to improve in the future, and perhaps he might even have a chance to touch the threshold of Rank 99 Limit Douluo.

With his protection, even though Qian Renxue had now fallen to the realm of an ordinary soul master, she could still live out the rest of her life in peace.

Su Cheng trusted Chen Xin's character without reservation.

Qian Renxue looked at Su Cheng, blood-red light flaring in her eyes. "How could I forget? How... could I forget..."

"Then... cough cough... live well, and hate me with all your heart for the rest of your life. Father, please... cough... take care of her."

"..." Chen Xin gazed into Su Cheng's earnest eyes and nodded. "I understand."

He had already examined the body countless times with his Soul Power.

This body was now like a piece of dead wood burned to ashes, utterly devoid of even the faintest trace of life.

Hearing Chen Xin's answer, Su Cheng closed his eyes, and darkness enveloped his vision.

At that moment, golden light suddenly appeared in Qian Renxue's hand. It was the last of her divine power.

But this thread of divine power was meant to repair her body. Once it was exhausted, she would likely struggle to remain even among Ordinary People, much less be a soul master.

Chen Xin's expression changed. He did not know what she intended to do.

He wanted to stop her, but feared injuring her. After hesitating briefly, he ultimately did not act rashly.

Qian Renxue seemed utterly unaware of his reaction as the golden light in her hand grew increasingly brilliant.

"Heh, you make it sound so easy... The affairs of this world flow like water..."

She swung her hand down.

Golden light pierced her chest.

"You—"

Chen Xin stared at Qian Renxue in shock.

As her life rapidly drained away, Qian Renxue gazed at Su Cheng's body, which no longer held the slightest trace of life.

"A world without you is no longer a world for the living."

My life truly was ridiculous.

"Foolish child..."

Looking at the two people before him, both utterly devoid of life, Chen Xin raised his head and sighed.

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