If You Won't Cultivate Hard, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner Will Be Your Brother

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The crisp, heavy slaps echoed through the silent Worship Hall like a rapid drumbeat.

With every slap, Bibi Dong's originally fair cheeks swelled a little more.

The red, swollen marks stood out clearly on her face as if they had been seared by flames.

"Qian... Cheng! What's wrong with pursuing love?"

Bibi Dong's eyes were bloodshot, as though they could spew flames. She glared fixedly at Qian Cheng, her gaze filled with unwillingness and fury.

"Everything you have today is because Spirit Hall raised you. Otherwise, you'd still be that little beggar who could starve to death at any moment!"

"How did you treat your benefactors?"

"For your so-called love, you leaked Spirit Hall's intelligence to Yu Xiaogang and even planned to elope with him?"

"You enjoyed your privileges in comfort, and before it was even time for you to give anything back, you started acting like an ungrateful wretch!"

"Qian Xunji treated a selfish piece of trash like you as a treasure and couldn't bear to discipline you, but in my eyes, you're worse than a stray dog by the roadside!"

Qian Cheng's tone was incomparably cold. Every word was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly piercing Bibi Dong.

Without Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong could never have awakened her martial soul. She could only have remained a beggar, barely clinging to life!

Among the hundreds of millions of commoners across the continent, who would care about a little beggar? Who would specifically awaken a beggar's martial soul?

No one would do that. Bibi Dong's talent could never have been discovered, and her final fate would already have been decided.

"Heh, I'm ungrateful? Then what is your Qian Clan? What is Qian Xunji?"

A cold sneer curled across Bibi Dong's lips. Her eyes became exceptionally venomous, as if she wanted to devour Qian Cheng whole.

"Qian Xunji? That guy's either too stupid, or his moral bottom line is too high. I even suspect Qian Daoliu picked him up somewhere."

"If it were me, I'd at least make you bear four or five children and squeeze every last bit of value out of you."

"Then I'd secretly put you to death and announce that you'd been assassinated by hostile forces. I could even conveniently get rid of an enemy."

"After all, although you're an ungrateful wretch, your talent is still pretty good. Keeping you alive would be a major disaster!"

Qian Cheng spoke without the slightest ripple in his voice, as if he were discussing something utterly ordinary.

Yet every word he said was like a venomous snake, viciously tearing into Bibi Dong!

"Birds of a feather flock together. You're worse than a beast!"

Bibi Dong's expression grew increasingly frantic, as though she were gradually losing her mind.

Qian Cheng's ruthlessness had exceeded everything she could comprehend. Bibi Dong had never expected this.

If Qian Xunji shared such beliefs, she would have died long ago.

"I'm not finished yet. Don't interrupt me."

Qian Cheng coldly cut off Bibi Dong's furious roar. At that moment, his killing intent erupted without restraint.

Icy murderous aura spread through the entire hall as though it had substance, making the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

"You want to kill me? Do you know why Qian Daoliu doesn't dare kill me?"

Bibi Dong sneered repeatedly, as if she had found a faint trace of confidence in the darkness.

"Go on, tell me."

Qian Cheng looked at Bibi Dong with interest, amusement flickering in his eyes.

"I am the inheritor of the Rakshasa God."

Bibi Dong spoke with complete confidence, as if those words were a talisman that could keep her safe amid this storm.

"You mean that because you're an inheritor of the Gods, I can't kill you? I can only watch helplessly as you become a god and then come back for revenge?"

There was a trace of surprise in Qian Cheng's tone, but far more contempt.

"You can try, if you aren't afraid of divine punishment."

A flash of smugness crossed Bibi Dong's eyes, as if she had already seized the initiative in this confrontation.

"A god? Is that such a big deal?"

Qian Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone teasing.

"Ancestor, you mustn't say such things carelessly."

Qian Daoliu had just wanted to speak up and persuade him when Qian Cheng coldly interrupted, "I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and you still dare speak? Kneel there properly!"

"Has it ever occurred to you that gods aren't much different from soul masters? I've killed more than one!"

Qian Cheng stared at Bibi Dong, his voice exceptionally cold, as though it came from the depths of hell and carried endless killing intent.

"Heh, I admit you're strong, but you're far too arrogant."

There was a trace of disdain in Bibi Dong's eyes.

How strong were the Gods?

She did not know!

But from the legends left behind by the Angel God, as well as Qian Daoliu's strength, she could infer some things.

Qian Daoliu was merely a Divine Servant, yet he was already invincible in the human world.

Qian Cheng had slaughtered gods?

That was simply a joke!

"Then let me show you my true strength!"

As soon as Qian Cheng finished speaking, a suffocating pressure instantly spread outward.

In an instant, blood-red killing aura surged forth like a raging tide.

The killing aura churned and roared through the void, as if it intended to devour the entire world.

Soon, the killing aura condensed into a black-and-red domain, like an endless Chaotic Abyss, enveloping the entire Worship Hall.

Qian Cheng stood proudly at the center of the domain as a black-and-red banner slowly rose behind him.

"A million refined souls as soldiers, a hundred thousand battle souls as generals!"

Qian Cheng spread his arms wide as if embracing the world. "Welcome to the world of chaos!"

"What is this?"

Bibi Dong's voice was filled with shock, and a flicker of disbelief passed through her cold eyes.

Not only Bibi Dong, even the Seven Great Enshrined wore expressions of shock.

They had never seen such strange and powerful force.

"A Chaos Domain defined by me. I named it Return to Nothingness."

"As for what it can do..."

Qian Cheng beckoned to Bibi Dong and said flatly, "You can come try it!"

This Chaos Domain had naturally come into being after his comprehension of the Chaos Law reached minor mastery.

In fact.

It should not be called a domain at all, but a small world!

"A mere domain, yet you dare boast of slaughtering gods? You truly don't know your own limits!"

Though Bibi Dong dismissed the domain with her words, she did not hesitate in the slightest when she attacked.

She still used that same move—Eternal Creation!

Even knowing that this attack might be completely ineffective, Bibi Dong still unleashed it.

After all, what she wanted was not to kill her opponent, but to see what this so-called Return to Nothingness truly was!

However, something horrifying happened!

Or rather, nothing happened at all!

Bibi Dong clearly sensed the existence of Soul Power. She also possessed a powerful martial soul and soul rings, yet she could not release a soul skill.

Her eyes widened as she looked at her own hands in disbelief.

"In your understanding, a domain is merely a range-type enhancement skill. But the domains I understand are not so simple!"

Qian Cheng's voice rang slowly throughout the Worship Hall like a divine decree from above. "A domain is a miniature world, and everything within this world is under my control!"

"All matter, energy, and forms are defined by me!"

"Here, time and space may not exist. The color of light can be black, and flames can be cold!"

Qian Cheng slowly raised his hand and lightly pointed at Bibi Dong. "For example—"

In an instant, the area where Bibi Dong stood underwent earth-shattering changes.

All gas was instantly removed, transforming it into a region of pure vacuum.

The moment Bibi Dong entered the vacuum, her pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

She clutched at her throat desperately, her expression twisting horribly. Her eyes nearly burst from their sockets.

Bibi Dong hunched over in agony on the ground. She felt every inch of her skin being sliced apart by invisible blades!

This torture, like being cut by a thousand blades, caused her unbearable pain!

"Without my permission, even breathing is a luxury!"

Only then did the latter half of Qian Cheng's sentence slowly ring out.