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He tried to parry with his sword again, but it was too late. The earth-shattering sword pierced his chest, just an inch away from his heart. Blood gushed out, and the excruciating pain drove him into a rage. "Qiaoqiao— "

"That's what you call 'all's fair in war'," Qiaoqiao said with a smile as she descended from the sky. "In ten thousand years, you haven't improved at all. No wonder you've never been a match for the goddess."

This was true ten thousand years ago, and it will be true ten thousand years from now.

The Demon God's eyes turned crimson, burning like the flames of hell, a sight that transported him back ten thousand years.

He was born at the bottom of the Flowing Nether River, Nether River is located at the intersection of the two realms, the meeting point of spiritual and demonic energies, and the place where the souls of all beings in the three realms return. The Devil Qi in the river is like an insatiable force that devours everything, consuming the resentment, hatred, and loathing of countless dead souls. Meanwhile, the Spiritual Qi that seeps into the river gives it 'spirit', making it intelligent.

After tens of millions of years of devouring, its power has become immense, comparable to that of gods. Its intelligence has also fully awakened, and it calls itself the "Demon God." It is the embodiment of resentment and hatred, and it will destroy the world as soon as it is born.

Ten thousand years ago, he broke Divine Pillar, causing heavenly fire to descend upon the world. He committed evil deeds on earth, eventually angering the Heavenly Dao.

Heavenly Dao then sent a goddess down to the mortal realm.

That was the Demon God's most unbearable memory. Back then, he was arrogant and invincible, believing that all the gods had to bow down to him. He didn't take the goddess seriously at all. Little did he know that the very woman he looked down upon, the seemingly frail woman in his eyes, would defeat him with astonishing swordsmanship.

Her merciless sword strike cleaved him in two, his demonic body vanished, leaving only two demonic bones scattered throughout the Three Realms.

This was the shame of his life. He clung to life for ten thousand years with only two demonic bones. During those ten thousand years, he hated her every moment and thought every moment about trampling that high and mighty goddess under his feet, taking revenge on her, and repaying her with a thousand times the pain he had suffered.

"Is this why you painstakingly fabricated rumors to seal her into the Divine Pillar?"

Was it to vent his resentment?

According to the sword spirit, after the goddess killed the Demon God, she began to use her divine power to repair the Divine Pillar Divine Pillar. During the repair process, she discovered that the Demon God's resentment was not dissipated and realized that he was still alive. So she traveled through the three realms to find the Demon God's whereabouts, but the great battle with the Demon God and the repair of the Divine Pillar consumed most of her divine power, and she eventually fell into the Demon God's trap.

The Demon God, using his power to seduce people, trapped the goddess in a deadly formation, where she eventually died from exhaustion of her divine power. Her Divine Sword, which could not be destroyed, was sealed within the repaired Divine Pillar.

After the goddess's death, her obsession remained. Sensing that the Demon God's power had been restored and was stirring, she chose Qiaoqiao in the Three Realms and influenced her with her divine sense, wanting her to retrieve the Divine Sword and slay the Demon God.

What the goddess didn't expect was that the Demon God's hatred for her had reached this point. He controlled Song Wuya through the demon bone, isolated Qiaoqiao and Bai Fu, and besieged Ethereal Peak for forty-nine days. He sealed Qiaoqiao and the goddess's divine thoughts together into the Divine Pillar, causing her divine thoughts to dissipate and turn into the lingering resentment within the Divine Pillar.

Now, it's hard to say whether the goddess harbors deeper resentment towards the Demon God, or the Demon God hates her more.

Qiaoqiao said, "Since you've already plotted to kill her, isn't that enough to satisfy your anger?"

Having been weakened for millennia, the Demon God, who had finally been given a chance to be resurrected, no longer clung to the destruction of the three realms, but instead began to contend with the goddess's obsession.

This simply doesn't make sense.

She felt... something was off.

"Heh~" The Demon God chuckled softly, coughing up a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with intense malice and surging undercurrents.

How could you possibly understand—my hatred!

"Junior sister, be careful!"

"Get out of the way!!"

Hellfire surged in the Demon God's eyes, and black flames ignited on his body. His body gradually lengthened within the black flames, and his Devil Qi surged once more, transforming him into a jet-black demonic dragon. With a sweep of his demonic tail, he lashed out fiercely at Qiaoqiao!

"Junior Sister!"

Fu Fengyuan and Yue Tingxi hurriedly caught her. Qiaoqiao wiped the blood from the corner of her lips. "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

She was carrying many Law Treasure given to her by her second senior sister. The attack just now seemed fierce, but the force was neutralized by the defensive Law Treasure, so she wasn't seriously injured, just in a lot of pain, and all the Law Treasure were shattered.

She watched as the black dragon soared and rose into the sky, stirring up the celestial phenomena with thunder and lightning; its power was truly terrifying.

He muttered to himself, "I didn't expect this guy to have a second stage."

"Junior Sister..."

"Fourth Senior Brother, he's a dragon, and you're a dragon too. We're not going to lose in the slightest. Let's show him some spirit!"

Fu Fengyuan:...

Junior sister, are these the same thing?

"Junior Brother Yue, bring some Spiritual Qi."

"Good!"

Yue Tingxi transformed the five elements, channeling pure Spiritual Qi into Qiaoqiao's body. The Divine Sword in her hand shone brightly once more. "Fourth Senior Brother, let's go!"

Golden light shimmered, and petals fell in abundance.

Countless golden rays, like flower petals, enveloped the dragon's body, transforming into thousands of Sword Qi that pierced straight into the dark dragon scales!

At the same time, Fu Fengyuan unleashed his Fu Fengyuan strike, fully activating his Radiant Dragon Bloodline. His palm transformed into a dragon, tearing towards the black dragon.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

A hint of disdain flashed in the dragon's eyes.

The sword intent and palm power were enough to shake mountains and overturn peaks, yet they couldn't harm him in the slightest; the resilience of the dragon scales far exceeded their expectations.

"Goddess, is this all you've got?"

His voice, booming like thunder from his high vantage point, reverberated in our ears.

"Again!"

Qiaoqiao's fighting spirit was ignited, and she drew her sword to attack again.

The battle raged on, the sky darkened, and the two sides fought for a full two hours.

Beyond the black mist, everyone from the Flowing Cloud Sect anxiously awaited the outcome of the battle. All those who could come from the sect had arrived. Separated by a hundred miles of misty tide, they could see nothing but the faint light of swords and the rumble of thunder, which gave them an idea of the intensity of the battle near the Divine Pillar.