Su Chen Captured Ning Rongrong

Nine-Colored Goddess—Ning Rongrong, Food God—Oscar.

Rumor had it that after the God War ended, the two had come to the Far North Land and lived in seclusion.

Su Chen headed directly north. Since he knew their approximate location, he was not worried about failing to find them. A God King's divine sense was not something two Second-Rank Gods could conceal themselves from!

Snow blanketed the land for thousands of miles, turning the world into an endless expanse of white.

God King—Su Chen arrived at the battlefield. Looking at the boundless snow before him, Su Chen suddenly remembered that there seemed to be several powerful soul beasts in the Far North Land.

When he had time, he would go take a look and see whether he could recruit them under his command. If not, he would just eat them.

God King Chat Group,

Fox Immortal Herself: Su Chen, Su Chen, where are you now?

Maiden Xiaoxue: Su Chen, be careful~

Handsome Little Chen: Sisters, do not worry. I am doing well!

Seeing the concerned messages the two women had left, Su Chen could not help feeling warmth in his heart. He stopped wasting time. The sooner he finished, the sooner he could return to his sisters' embrace.

His God King divine sense instantly spread out, covering the entire northern land.

At the heart of the Far North Land,

The two sleeping people were suddenly startled!

As gods, they naturally sensed the aura of a God King. Yet this aura was completely different from Third Brother's!

An unfamiliar God King!

Oscar and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. Without hesitation, they immediately prepared to open a Spatial Wormhole and flee to Tang San!

The instant Oscar and Ning Rongrong used their divine power, Su Chen locked onto them.

He directly threw out the Underworld God Sword in his hand. It struck without missing, smashing the Space Gate apart.

Looking at the Underworld God Sword radiating a terrifying aura, Oscar was utterly shocked. It really was him—the newly arrived God King Tang San had spoken of!

The two of them had not taken him seriously before. As long as they stayed out of each other's way, everything would be fine. They had never expected this God King to come looking for them today.

Su Chen followed close behind. Before him stood an ice-cast palace. The cloud-white, gleaming hall reflected crystal pearls as clear as tears, ethereal and dreamlike. The scenery was like flowers seen beyond the clouds, making it impossible to tell reality from reflection.

With a casual wave, he wrapped the palace in divine power, ensuring that no aura could escape. Only then did Su Chen relax.

If that troublemaker Tang San came, things would truly become troublesome.

Su Chen quietly looked at the two before him.

Ning Rongrong wore a jade-green short skirt, her long hair cascading down to her hips. Her beauty possessed a gentle, harmonious softness, and her entire body radiated a distinctive nobility, just like her martial soul, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The jade-green short skirt perfectly outlined Ning Rongrong's figure, especially her pair of long, fair legs that one could admire for years. They were truly captivating.

As for Oscar, he was an uncle. No comment.

Oscar roared, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the God of Food's Mansion! Get lost at once! My brother, the Asura God—Tang San—might spare your life!"

Oscar did not believe the man before him would dare do anything to him. After all, there were still five gods outside on Douluo Continent who were on his side.

Surely this God King knew that. If they joined forces, so what if he was a God King? Thinking this, Oscar could not help showing a trace of arrogance.

Su Chen said indifferently, "Oh? That trash Tang San is worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me?"

"And besides, who gave you the courage to speak to me like that? Liang Jingru?" Su Chen said coldly.

Wisps of black energy emanated from the Underworld God Sword in his hand. Like the sword of the God of Death, it carried a suffocating aura.

"Go!"

Under Oscar and Ning Rongrong's horrified gazes, the Underworld God Sword, radiating the aura of death, pierced directly through Oscar's chest!

It pinned him to the wall, leaving him unable to move.

Perhaps the change had come too suddenly, for neither Ning Rongrong nor Oscar had time to react.

Oscar struggled to pull out the sword, only to find that the Underworld God Sword seemed to have grown into his body. He could not move it at all.

Every touch brought piercing pain.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong bit her lip tightly. Her face turned pale, her whole body trembling uncontrollably as tears rolled down in streams.

At the sight before her, Ning Rongrong's heart ached so badly that her mind went blank, as if all strength had left her body.

Ignoring everything else, Ning Rongrong rushed toward Oscar, wanting to help him remove the sword. Nine-colored divine power continuously swirled around her at that moment.

But!

Su Chen said coldly, "Take one more step, and he dies."

Ning Rongrong instantly halted the step she was about to take. Hearing Su Chen's words, she had no choice but to withdraw.

Looking at the demon-like man before her, Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and said, "What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want? Remove the 'what,' and you will know." Su Chen felt like a proper villain right now.

"You! Bah! You are a disgrace to the image of a God King!" Ning Rongrong snapped.

Su Chen could not understand why this group never knew to assess the situation before speaking. They were prisoners now! Prisoners!

As Su Chen's hand exerted a little force, the Underworld God Sword began trembling as well.

"Ah!" The intense pain made Oscar furrow his brow tightly. Cold sweat continuously poured from his body. If he had not possessed a god's body, he likely would have died long ago.

As the Underworld God Sword shook, a mouthful of blood instantly sprayed from Oscar's mouth.

Ning Rongrong felt as though knives were carving through her heart, then as though it were on fire. Her eyes immediately clouded over with a mist-like haze.

Ning Rongrong pleaded softly, "I beg you, please... can you let him go? Sob..."

The sudden turn of events finally made Ning Rongrong unable to endure any longer, and she began sobbing quietly.

Oscar still seemed rather tough. He mumbled something incomprehensible through a mouthful of blood.

Su Chen looked at Ning Rongrong and said coldly, "Watch your words. If you are dissatisfied, the punishment is death."

"Kneel."

One second,

Two seconds,

Just as Su Chen was about to move his hand,

"Thud."

Looking at Oscar, who was already half-dead, Ning Rongrong ultimately agreed in humiliation.

Ning Rongrong only hoped that the tyrant before her would leave soon and spare them. As for dignity and such—

She no longer cared about it. She no longer dared hope for it.

Su Chen smiled as he looked at Ning Rongrong. Her exquisite makeup had long been ruined by tears, and her luxurious clothes were slightly disheveled.

Su Chen slowly crouched down, pinching Ning Rongrong's chin and steadily drawing their faces closer.

As the distance narrowed, they could even feel each other's breath.

Looking at her luscious red lips, Su Chen decided to have a taste. He leaned down gently, feeling the softness of Ning Rongrong's lips. Fragrant and sweet.

Softer than Xiao Wu's.

Oscar stared at the scene before him with a twisted expression, unable to believe it.

"Ah! No!" Oscar howled in agony, but perhaps there was too much blood in his mouth for his words to be heard clearly.