I'll Fucking Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill (Part One)

The Golden Tree was trembling.

The colossal tree that had stood on Poseidon Island in Shrek Inner Court Sea God Island for over 20,000 years was now emitting a deep, painful hum.

Its trunk was shaking violently, its branches were swinging wildly, and every golden leaf was shimmering with an unstable light, like the last gasps of a dying person.

Fine cracks appeared on the bark, from which emerald green sap seeped out—the life essence accumulated over 20,000 years, now flowing uncontrollably.

The roots were forcibly pulled out from the depths of the earth, making a "crackling" sound as they broke. Those roots were as thick as pythons, and each one had once penetrated deep into the earth's core, drawing life essence from the Douluo Continent Plane.

And now, they are slowly withering away in Qi Ji's palm.

Qi Ji stood in the center of Sea God Island, his hands pressed against the trunk of the Golden Ancient Tree. Nine-colored light surged from his palms, like a fine net, enveloping the entire Golden Tree.

His golden dragon eyes narrowed slightly as he felt the immense life energy, almost solidified, surging into his body through his meridians.

Twenty thousand years of accumulation and sedimentation flow through every inch of the texture of this ancient tree.

Qi Ji's meridians were expanding wildly, and his Life Authority was growing at a visible speed. Emerald green light spread outward from his heart, reaching his limbs and every inch of his flesh.

"Click--"

A huge crack split open in the middle of the Golden Tree's trunk, extending from the roots all the way to the crown, as if it had been cleaved in two by an invisible giant axe.

The golden canopy began to tilt the moment the crack widened, and millions of leaves lost their luster at the same instant, turning from gold to withered yellow, from withered yellow to grayish white, and then fell down with a rustling sound.

The leaves fell onto Sea God Lake, turning the entire lake surface into a gray-white carpet.

After losing the energy supply from the Golden Tree, the waters of Sea God Lake began to become murky, and a layer of deathly gray foam appeared on the once crystal-clear surface.

"Boom--!"

The Golden Tree has completely collapsed.

The giant tree, which once required hundreds of people to encircle, roared for the first and last time in its 20,000-year history.

Its trunk crashed onto Sea God Island, collapsing the side hall of the Sea God Pavilion, shattering several stone tablets on the island, and finally lying across the lake like a giant corpse.

The tree roots were completely pulled out of the ground, and the broken roots swayed in the air like blood vessels before hanging down limply.

The leaves on the tree crown had almost all fallen, leaving only a few bare branches pointing towards the gray sky.

Qi Ji stood beside the collapsed Golden Tree, surrounded by a rich emerald green light.

His Life Authority has broken through to the God-Level. Although he is still far from the God King level, he has already crossed the most crucial hurdle.

Within his body, the two primal forces of Destruction and life slowly rotated around the Dragon God's Heart, forming a delicate balance.

He took a deep breath, drawing the last bit of the Golden Tree's energy into his body, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Yun Ming, I've finally got you... finally!" Leng Yaozhu held Yun Ming's soul in her hand.

The soul was a pale gold color, its shape blurry and faint, like a flame about to go out.

Yun Ming's soul struggled and trembled in her palm, but it no longer had the strength to resist.

Clearly, while Qi Ji was absorbing the Golden Tree, the Holy Spirit Cult members, along with Qiangu Dongfeng, killed Yun Ming, who had been severely injured by Qi Ji.

The once Skycrosser Douluo, the number one person on the continent, the master of the Shrek Sea God Pavilion, is now nothing more than a remnant soul held in someone else's hands.

Qiangu Dongfeng stood to the side, his chest heaving violently, his face still flushed from the battle.

His hands were trembling slightly, not from exhaustion, but from the release of something that had been suppressed for too long.

He was the one who delivered the final blow to Yun Ming. He personally knocked the Atlas Spear from Yun Ming's hand, he shattered Yun Ming's chest cavity with a single palm strike, and he shattered that beating heart inside his chest.

He killed Yun Ming. He finally defeated the guy who had suppressed him for over a century.

From the youthful exuberance to the resentment and anger of middle age, and now to the Demigod realm, he has spent his entire life chasing after Yun Ming, forever overshadowed by Yun Ming's shadow. And today, he has finally won.

"Yun Ming, you... you're finally dead! You're finally dead! Haha, haha..." Qiangu Dongfeng's laughter echoed across the battlefield, carrying an almost manic joy.

"They haven't left yet... then maybe they shouldn't leave?" Suddenly, Qi Ji's voice came from the sky.

His figure descended from the clouds, nine-colored light surging around him, like a judgment descended by a god.

His speed exceeded everyone's reaction time. The Titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult didn't even have time to look up before they felt an irresistible force descending from the sky.

The next moment, a head was already in his hand.

That head belonged to one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult, a Level 98 Super Douluo, Martial Soul was the Blood Demon.

Before he could even react, Qi Ji's palm pressed down on the top of his head.

Qi Ji clenched his five fingers, the fingertips sinking into the skull, making a "crackling" sound.

Then he yanked hard, ripping the head off the neck.

Blood gushed from the severed carotid artery, forming a red fountain that splashed onto the faces of several Holy Spirit Cult elders nearby.

The headless corpse fell helplessly downwards, and during its descent, it was overtaken by a nine-colored flame casually flicked by Qi Ji, burning to ashes in mid-air.

"The Blood Demon is dead... Oh no, retreat quickly!" A middle-aged man released his Martial Soul Avatar, and a pair of huge black wings grew from his back. He transformed into a black lightning bolt and flew rapidly towards the outside of the city.

His Martial Soul is the Dark Hummingbird, which ranks first in speed within the Holy Spirit Cult. When flying at full speed, it can even catch up with the escape speed of Limit Douluo.

His wings flapped at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and in an instant, he was already thousands of meters away. With another flap, he would soon disappear into the clouds.

I let you go, didn't I?

Qi Ji's voice rang in his ears.

The Holy Spirit Cult elder turned around abruptly and saw Qi Ji's face less than an inch behind him.

He was terrified and opened his mouth to scream, but Qi Ji's hand had already gripped his neck.

Qi Ji tightened his grip, and the head was twisted off the neck as easily as picking fruit.

Qi Ji now has another head in his hand.