Invisible Gunpowder

The moment the patterns appeared, it was as though a gaze turned toward the Training Camp.

"What's going on?"

"There is actually an unseen force interfering with this god's inheritor."

A hazy humanoid figure floated in midair, quietly gazing in the direction of the Training Camp.

Besides being the Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong was also the inheritor of the Rakshasa God.

And the phantom in midair was precisely the Rakshasa God.

More accurately, she was a wisp of divine consciousness left behind by the Rakshasa God.

"Is someone preparing to interfere with this god's inheritance?"

"I'll go take a look first. If someone truly intends to interfere with this god's inheritance, I'll report it to my main body."

The Rakshasa God's phantom gradually turned transparent before vanishing, as if it had never appeared.

Inside the dormitory.

Chen Xi was still staring at the flickering words in midair, looking utterly baffled.

Normally, if it had failed, the words in midair should have shattered and disappeared. But if it had succeeded, his Mental Power, Soul Power, and a wisp of life force should have been drained away.

Yet the situation before him was neither success nor failure. Even Chen Xi himself had no idea what was going on.

Just as Chen Xi stared at the words in midair, the Rakshasa God's phantom silently appeared behind him.

Raising her eyes to the words floating in the air, then looking at the six-year-old child before her, the Rakshasa God slightly raised an eyebrow.

"A dream shatters the old shackles in one's heart. The past drifts away with the wind. Though a bottomless abyss lies ahead, one might as well turn back and take a look."

"Tsk, interesting."

"But what kind of martial soul is this? How could such a little brat unknowingly influence this god's inheritor?"

The Rakshasa God studied Chen Xi with great interest, even developing a desire to research him.

The Rakshasa God also knew about Bibi Dong's situation. But knowing was one thing; she had absolutely no intention of interfering.

As the God of Evil Thoughts, the Rakshasa God was one of the two great killing gods of the God Realm. Even among the first-class gods, her strength was exceptionally formidable, so her status in the God Realm was relatively lofty.

However, the Rakshasa God had two enemies in the God Realm. One was the God Realm's law enforcer, while the other was the Angel God.

Because of the disparity in strength, the Rakshasa God could do nothing to the God Realm's law enforcer and even feared him somewhat. Yet regarding the inheritance of the previous Asura God, the Rakshasa God had secretly tampered with a few things.

As for whether the law enforcer had noticed, the Rakshasa God did not know. In any case, after all this time in the God Realm, the law enforcer had never come looking for trouble.

As for the Angel God, the Rakshasa God did not care in the slightest and was even utterly unscrupulous.

For certain reasons, the Angel God had sealed herself inside the Angel God Temple and had not emerged for a long time. Only a wisp of divine consciousness remained in the entire inheritance site, and after years of use, that wisp had become extremely faint.

It was precisely because something had happened to the Angel God, and to make it easier for her inheritor to receive the inheritance, that the Rakshasa God had so brazenly established her inheritance site not far from Spirit City.

All things considered, the Rakshasa God felt that it was already quite conscientious of her not to secretly add fuel to the fire for her own inheritor. As for helping, that was completely impossible.

After examining Chen Xi for a while, the Rakshasa God's figure gradually turned illusory and entered Chen Xi's Sea of Consciousness, preparing to properly study his martial soul.

The moment she entered Chen Xi's Sea of Consciousness, the Rakshasa God's gaze was drawn to the seed floating in midair.

"The Seed of Life. What a good thing!"

"But why is this thing in this little brat's Sea of Consciousness?"

"Could it be that this little brat has connections in the God Realm, or has been chosen by some god?"

The Rakshasa God rubbed her fingers together and fell into thought. She even considered taking the Seed of Life back and using it as a trial reward for her inheritor.

After all, her main body was a little stingy. There were no rewards for passing a trial, but taking something from someone else's hands was no problem. Her main body would not suffer any loss anyway.

After pondering for a long time.

The Rakshasa God decided to cautiously test the waters first and see whether any god had left behind divine consciousness to watch over the Seed of Life. If not, she would see if she could quietly take it away without anyone noticing.

If there was, she would turn around and leave immediately.

Having made up her mind, the Rakshasa God began investigating carefully.

After inspecting Chen Xi's Sea of Consciousness, the Rakshasa God cautiously extended her divine consciousness to investigate the area within several hundred li.

Once she confirmed it was safe, excitement faintly appeared in the Rakshasa God's eyes.

Other than herself, there was not the slightest trace of any god nearby. There were only two possible explanations for this: either there truly was no divine consciousness left behind by a god, or the main body of that divine consciousness was far stronger than her own main body, so she had failed to detect it.

But the second possibility was almost negligible.

After all, in the entire God Realm, there were only enough people who could leave the Rakshasa God unable to find even the slightest trace to count on one hand.

Returning to Chen Xi's Sea of Consciousness, the Rakshasa God looked at the Seed of Life floating in midair and quietly reached out her hand.

Just as the Rakshasa God was about to touch the Seed of Life, purple-black lightning appeared around it. A pair of purple eyes flickering with hints of red emerged behind the Seed of Life.

The Rakshasa God met the newly appeared eyes. Just as she was about to say something, the purple-black lightning gradually enlarged before her eyes and struck her body.

The Rakshasa God's phantom turned into specks of light and scattered away.

The eyes in midair also silently vanished, as though they had never appeared.

Outside.

Chen Xi was still studying it.

Suddenly, he felt his Mental Power and Soul Power being rapidly drained, while a trace of life force was also drawn away. The words in midair stopped flickering as well.

Does this have a delay?

The moment this thought surfaced in Chen Xi's mind, he felt an irresistible wave of drowsiness wash over him.

Forcing himself to stay awake, he lay down on the bed and covered himself with his blanket. His dark-purple eyes gradually closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

God Realm.

Rakshasa God Palace.

The Rakshasa God, seated on a black chair, abruptly opened her eyes.

"This god's divine consciousness actually disappeared."

The Rakshasa God muttered to herself. After reviewing the final image transmitted by her divine consciousness, her gaze gradually shifted in a certain direction.

"Forget it. So what if it disappeared?"

"It's not a big deal."

The Rakshasa God raised her hand and cast another wisp of divine consciousness toward her inheritance site.

After doing all this, the Rakshasa God closed her eyes again.

Forest of Life.

The Destruction God King stood before the Ancient Tree of Life. As he sensed the message returned by his divine consciousness, the aura around him grew a few degrees more terrifying.