"Why did you do this?"
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, but in the end, he suppressed the urge to fight Zhao Su to the death.
"There's no reason. Xiao Wu was your lover, but in my eyes, she was nothing more than a hundred-thousand-year soul beast who could give me a soul ring and a soul bone. Nothing else!"
"Zhao Su, one day I'll kill you, avenge Xiao Wu, Da Ming, and Er Ming, and destroy Spirit Hall!"
"Hmph. I'll be waiting. Waiting for you to grow stronger, waiting for the day you become a god."
Zhao Su paid little heed to Tang San's threat. In his mind, Tang San was no longer the greatest threat.
He would no longer prevent everyone from becoming gods, either.
But before Tang San became a god, there was something he needed to do: help Bibi Dong become a god.
He would have Bibi Dong fuse her twin martial souls and complete the Rakshasa God Nine Trials, then replace the Rakshasa God completely when the god descended.
Zhao Su wanted to see how powerful a god would be if they attained their divine position not through inheritance, but by destroying the previous god.
"Sect Master Ning, have you truly decided to conspire with them and stand against me?"
"I don't want to be your enemy. I merely stand on the side of justice. I won't watch Spirit Hall deliberately provoke a war for the sake of its own power, disregarding the lives of everyone in the world. And the hundreds of lives lost in my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot have been lost in vain!"
"In that case, I have nothing more to say!" Zhao Su tossed a small porcelain bottle to Ning Fengzhi. "If you still trust me, the pills inside