The Other Faction

No sooner had the man finished speaking than he struck with lightning speed, unleashing the Strength of One God in a single blow.

Strength of One God possesses ninety-nine clouds, one cloud possesses one hundred and ninety-nine forces, and one force is equivalent to nine hundred and ninety-nine tons for an ordinary person.

The distinction between gods and humans lies in the power they wield. Ordinary cultivators only possess the initial ability to manipulate power, but as cultivators advance in their cultivation, the power they wield undergoes a qualitative change.

From one force to one cloud, and then to one god

Each change represents a qualitative leap, and Fu Hua, having only just entered the realm of gods, already possesses the Three God Powers, which is already an extremely monstrous talent.

The man opposite her stood at the divine realm for an unknown amount of time, yet his power was barely at the Three God Powers, comparable to Fu Hua's strength. However, he was not someone who terrified her.

Fu Hua lowered her eyes

In other words, there are still people in the shadows.

Fu Hua has already forged a golden body, and her physical strength has reached the Strength of One God. Her solidified divine soul is also the Strength of One God. The Source Power within her body is enormous, about the size of an adult's fist. She should have three gods, but she is restricted by nine shackles, so she can only exert the power of one god.

Therefore, based on the actual situation, Fu Hua's true strength should be at the level of a five-god, and the existence that makes Fu Hua, who possesses the Five God Powers, feel her hair stand on end must be at least above the level of a six-god.

It should be a piece of cake for them to crush her, so why would they send someone who is just as strong as her?

Fu Hua pondered deeply, yet reacted swiftly.

As the Strength of One God struck, the opponent transformed his palm into a fist and unleashed a punch, seemingly seeking revenge for the setbacks of the previous punches.

Resurrected with reservations, he naturally wouldn't unleash his full power; it was merely a punch imbued with the Strength of One God.

The fist carries a hidden force; it is slowly unleashed, seemingly deliberate, yet its power is building up like Stacked Waves.

In the past, when Fu Hua wanted to unleash this punch, she needed to accumulate momentum punch by punch, but now, she only needs to hide the momentum in her hidden strength to achieve the same effect.

In other words, each punch is a Stacked Waves.

Inch Power • Stacked Waves

The sound of ocean waves echoed in his ears, mingling with the sharp Space-Time Storm all around, as the man's fist thundered down.

If Fu Hua's fist strikes were like raging waves, then the man's fist strikes were like sharp swords, each punch a sword determined to pierce through the surging waves.

As the saying goes, "needle against wheat awn," a clash between spear and shield.

The man is the spear, Fu Hua is the shield.

Whether the spear is sharper or the shield is stronger, this question has never been answered; it can only be said that one side is stronger and the other is weaker.

Thus, the contest between Fu Hua and the man was decided by a battle of strength. The man's strength was more aggressive, while Fu Hua's strength was gentler, carrying pure natural power, progressing gradually and having a lingering aftereffect.

When the strength of both sides is even, it will be a test of each person's control over their power and the amount of power they can store. In these two aspects, Fu Hua is clearly superior.

The clash between the two forces was broken by Fu Hua's relentless power.

Beneath the time-space tunnel, another force exploded with a deafening roar.

The surrounding Space-Time Storm roared, as if angry at the two people who dared to provoke it.

The storm surged, and spatial fragments were swept up by the storm, forming a cutting machine that sliced towards the two of them.

Just then, the gaze that had been fixed on Fu Hua disappeared, returning to its usual state. Apart from the Space-Time Storm that had appeared here, there was nothing else.

Fu Hua had just breathed a sigh of relief when something suddenly struck her, causing her expression to change drastically. She abandoned the man and chased after Jingwei.

"Oh no, their target... is Jingwei."

There was a gust of wind beneath my feet, and indeed there was wind, but it was a storm, carrying terrifying fragments of space.

The Vermilion Bird Treading Clouds and rides the wind away.

The speed was so fast that the man couldn't react, staring blankly as Fu Hua's figure disappeared into the distance.

Three seconds later, the man's expression changed, becoming extremely ugly, his upturned phoenix eyes filled with gloom.

His lips were pressed into a straight line, and his face showed obvious anger.

"Okay, okay, very good."

Three consecutive "good"s made the man furious.

He was being looked down upon; what does that mean? Isn't that a sign of disrespect?

To think that he, a dignified being at the Divine God Soldier Realm, was met with such hostility from a mere weakling at the God Realm.

What could be more contemptible than this?

Those who reach the God Realm all possess a sense of superiority, which means they feel superior to those who are not yet at the God Realm. However, he is at the God Soldier Realm, while Fu Hua is only at the God Realm. Originally, he should have been the one to crush her.

Unexpectedly, the first to express contempt was Fu Hua, whom he considered not even at the divine level.

It's easy to imagine how furious the man was; he was practically bursting with rage.

The man's personality was inherently quite radical, making him an outlier in the God Soldier Realm of the God Tomb. Many people were unwilling to provoke him easily because he had another nickname: Duan the Crazy Duan, a true madman.

He was ruthless in pursuing his goals, willing to use any means necessary. For power, he could slaughter an entire city, from the elderly and women to infants. Because of his ruthless behavior, a chilling aura always Entanglement to the man.

That was resentment, the resentment of countless people who died unjustly.

Coupled with her pampered lifestyle over the years, she is just like a proud peacock.

With his self-esteem trampled on, the man's gloom reached its peak.

Ignoring the deadly Space-Time Storm surrounding him, he channeled his divine God Power, piercing through the Space-Time Storm and chasing after Fu Hua's figure.

Far off, the Space-Time Storm they had left behind grew increasingly turbulent, instantly engulfing that section of the passage, and once again roared in resentment, unleashing an even more violent Space-Time Storm.

Beyond the Heavenly River, in a deserted place, a figure suddenly appeared. If Fu Hua were here, she would be surprised to find that she was the same figure she had seen before.

At this moment, she appeared here, but she was not alone. There was another person beside her, and just like Fu Hua and Jingwei, that figure looked exactly like the Fu Hua had seen.

Apart from the difference in hair and eye color, they look exactly alike.

The two stood on the Heavenly River, looking down, and could just see the passage submerged by the Space-Time Storm.

The person behind him spoke up, "Those guys from the God Tomb really can't stand being alone! They even managed to find this passage."

She had shoulder-length, silver-white hair, blood-red eyes, a beautiful and refined face, a boyish arrogance, and a Sisi roguishness. Her eyes held disdain, and a playful smile played at the corners of her mouth.

His hands were even more restless, playing with the girl's long brown hair in front of him, curling it up and letting it go, seemingly having a great time.

Compared to the people in the God Tomb, the long hair of the girl in front of her seemed to attract her more.

The girl in front of him, whose long hair was being played with, looked impatient and rolled her eyes at him without any elegance. Her eyebrows were raised, showing that she was quite concerned about the Space-Time Storm.

Her long, brown hair was loosely draped over her petite frame. At 165 cm tall, it only reached Fu Hua's nose. She had a soft face, typical of a petite young girl, with a youthful look on her face, but her eyes flashed with a cold light.

This expression was completely unlike that of a girl of such a young age, yet it was undeniably present on the girl's face.

Two girls with identical faces, yet with different expressions. One resembled a delinquent girl involved in organized crime, exuding a boyish roguishness, while the other had a cool and aloof expression, her youthful face carrying the charm of a mature young woman.

Two completely different auras appeared on two girls with the same face, creating a unique scene on the desolate Heavenly River.

At this moment, the tea-haired girl finally spoke.

"Let's go! No matter what, the God Tomb came for us, and we've dragged them into this too."

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a childlike quality. The androgynous tone seemed incongruous with her petite and girlish demeanor, yet it blended strangely with her, as if she were meant to be this way.

The girl with short, silver-white hair sneered and curled her lip in exasperation.

"Implicated? Are you sure?"

The brown-haired girl remained silent, as if answering the question posed by the silver-haired girl.

"Everything began with me, and naturally it will end with me."

"You're really kind-hearted. Is it true that like teacher, like student? I don't see her other disciples being like that."

The girl with short, silver-white hair emphasized the word "kindness" with a strong sense of sarcasm.

I am not her disciple.

"Hey, hey, hey! You've said that so many times already, and in the end it's still the same," the silver-haired girl shrugged, clearly unconvinced.

Their stubborn personalities are exactly the same.

The girl with brown hair remained silent; after all, they were one person, weren't they?

"I admire her, but admiration and respect are two different things. You better understand that," the tea-haired girl emphasized.

His same glare, with its dignified and imposing air, was interpreted by the short-haired silver-white girl as an unwitting confession.

She knew perfectly well that he was notoriously arrogant.

"Hey hey hey! I get it, so where are we going now?"

"First go to the place where the Space-Time Storm erupted, then follow their trail, and you'll find them."

"Ugh! So annoying!"

The silver-haired girl looked listless and leaned her whole body against the brown-haired girl, pressing her weight onto the other.

The tea-haired girl rolled her eyes again in an unseemly manner, but she didn't push the other person away. Instead, she slowly stepped into the Heavenly River, but her mouth didn't stop.

"Zero, I think we should send you back. After all, this is quite tiring."

In an instant, the short-haired girl who was still leaning on the back of the tea-haired girl sprang up, looking incredibly energetic, with no trace of laziness on her face, and her blood-red eyes sparkling.

Full of energy, he said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go, or they'll be in danger. As the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day is a father for life,' oh no! I mean a mother. Since she's your mother, I will spare no effort to help you."

The tea-haired girl choked, countless black crosses suddenly appearing on her forehead. Her fists clenched, veins throbbing, and she spoke, word by word.

"How many times have I told you? She's not my master, much less my mother, Misaka Zero! Are you asking for a beating?"

Every word, spoken through gritted teeth

"Ah! I've found them! Over there, I'm off!"

The silver-haired girl made a strange face, like a wild monkey, stretched out her arm, pointed forward, and ran straight to the other side of the Heavenly River with the speed of the wind.

There was still nothing there, let alone any sign of anyone.

The veins on the brown-haired girl's forehead throbbed, pulsating and quite frightening.

"Misaka Zero—! You stop right there—!"

In an instant, a roar resounded throughout the entire Heavenly River, causing even the stars to tremble.

P. S.: Did I mix up the titles of this chapter and the previous chapter?