The Rakshasa Demon Scythe was already one of the best of its kind.
Yet it had only ranked sixth.
"What could be ahead of it?"
Gu Yuena murmured softly.
Without thinking, she rubbed the ancient-looking, unadorned silver ring on her finger.
Her gaze turned distant and complicated.
"He... should have gone to the Divine Realm long ago, right? Or perhaps... somewhere even farther away."
"I wonder how he's doing now."
A trace of longing and melancholy surfaced on her peerlessly beautiful face.
"If I can earn enough rewards from this list, perhaps... I'll have a chance of catching up with him."
Di Tian, standing nearby, saw the feminine expression on his master's face, and a storm surged within him.
Who was his master... missing?
What kind of person could make the noble and unmatched Silver Dragon King wear such an expression?
Just then, the image on the Heavenly Vault Golden List changed once more.
On the screen, the enormous Rakshasa Demon Scythe clashed violently with a golden trident!
Boom!
Evil purple light and sacred blue-gold light surged against each other, colliding and annihilating one another.
The two were evenly matched!
But on closer inspection, it was clear that in their raw contest of strength, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe was ultimately suppressed—if only slightly—by the Sea God Trident.
The difference was slight, but real.
[Did you see that?! Lord Sea God's trident is clearly superior!]
[As expected! The Sea God's Divine Artifact must rank above the Rakshasa Demon Scythe!]
[I bet the Sea God Trident will make the top three!]
At the Allied Forces Camp, the Shrek group erupted into deafening cheers at the sight.
"Third Brother is mighty!"
"I told you! How could that Rakshasa Demon Scythe possibly measure up to Third Brother's Sea God Trident?"
A confident smile appeared on Tang San's face.
Naturally.
Above Jialing Pass.
Bibi Dong stood with her hands behind her back, Rakshasa Divine Power surging around her as she watched the Golden List.
She wasn't surprised that the Rakshasa Demon Scythe had lost by a hair.
Her gaze passed over Jialing Pass and settled on the Ice and Fire Sacred Land, deep within the mainland—the place where a miracle had just been born.
"Qian Renxue has taken a mysterious person as her master..."
"Could he be a senior of the Qian Clan?"
A mocking smile curled Bibi Dong's lips.
"How foolish."
"She's being led around by some fraud who appeared out of nowhere."
She didn't believe it.
If the Qian Clan really had such an ancestor still alive, why would he wait until now to show himself?
She moved, transforming into a streak of purple light that crossed an immense distance in an instant and arrived above the Ice and Fire Sacred Land.
Her divine sense spread like a tide, enveloping the entire valley.
Before long, she locked onto the black-clad youth reclining in a chair.
She scrutinized him carefully.
Her divine sense swept over him again and again.
But no matter how she looked, he seemed like an ordinary person with an unremarkable aura.
No Soul Power, no divine power—not even the slightest trace of a powerful presence.
"What's going on?"
Bibi Dong furrowed her brow.
She couldn't understand why Qian Renxue would take an ordinary mortal like this as her master.
Could he have some concealment technique she couldn't see through?
Just as she was puzzling over it and preparing to probe further,
the youth below, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly spoke.
His voice was calm, yet it rang clearly in Bibi Dong's mind.
"Since you're here, why stay outside?"
Bibi Dong's heart lurched.
How could this be?!
She was the Rakshasa God. Her divine sense was formless and intangible. Aside from gods of the same rank, who in this world could detect her presence?
And she was more than a thousand li away!
Yet the youth below hadn't even opened his eyes.
How had he noticed her?
Could he... be a god as well?
No.
Impossible.
Bibi Dong immediately rejected the thought.
Since ascending to godhood, she had become exceptionally sensitive to divine power. The other person truly had no divine power at all—not even Soul Power. He was a complete mortal.
"Stop pretending to be mysterious!"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Bibi Dong's violet eyes.
She would see just what tricks this man—whom Qian Renxue revered as her master—had up his sleeve!
With a thought, a thread of Rakshasa Divine Power split off from her divine sense, taking the form of an invisible spike. It silently shot toward Qian Ye, who lay in the chair below.
The attack seemed unremarkable, but it carried the Rakshasa God's ultimate power of corruption and depravity.
Forget an ordinary mortal—even a Titled Douluo would have their soul annihilated in an instant and be cast into the endless abyss if touched by even a trace of this divine power.
She would expose this fraud!
But in the next moment, Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
When the thread of Rakshasa Divine Power came within three feet of the black-clad youth, it melted away like snow, vanishing without a sound.
There was no clash of energy.
No ripple in space.
Not even the slightest trace remained.
Just like that... it disappeared into thin air.
"What?"
Bibi Dong was completely dumbfounded.
What had happened?
Where had her Rakshasa Divine Power gone?
Unwilling to accept it, she sent out another strand of divine power. This time it was a third more powerful than before, and she launched it again.
The result was exactly the same.
It vanished without a trace.
It was as if the space within three feet of the youth were an absolute forbidden zone, an abyss even the gods could not enter.
At that moment, Qian Ye finally moved.
He slowly opened his eyes.
What kind of eyes were they?
Black and deep, like a night that held the entire universe and starry sky. Not a ripple stirred within them.
His gaze passed through endless space and landed precisely on Bibi Dong, high above Jialing Pass.
It was like a supreme being looking down at an ant by its feet.
Bibi Dong felt a humiliation unlike anything she had ever experienced surge straight to her head!
Who was she?
She was the Rakshasa God!
The Pope of Spirit Hall! The supreme ruler who would soon reign over the mainland!
And this mortal, who had appeared from nowhere, dared to look at her like that?!
"You're looking for death!"
Bibi Dong was thoroughly enraged.
Terrifying Rakshasa Divine Power erupted from her without restraint!
A storm of dark-purple divine power swept across half the sky, centered on Jialing Pass. The entire western side of the mainland was shrouded in its evil, terrifying presence.
Countless living beings trembled beneath its divine might.
"If you're going to be a dog, learn to act like one."
"And now you want to bite your master?"
Qian Ye's voice rang out again, still as calm as ever.
As soon as he finished speaking, he made no other move.
The Rakshasa Divine Power Bibi Dong had unleashed with all her might gathered before her and formed the phantom of a gigantic demon scythe, powerful enough to split the sky. It was about to strike.
But no matter how she urged her divine power, the phantom scythe remained suspended in place, utterly motionless.
No—not motionless.
It was... disintegrating!
The terrifying divine power, powerful enough to make heaven and earth change color, was rapidly dissolving before her very eyes.
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