There was a blood feud between the scholarly faction and the Ball of the Will, and there was also a blood feud between the scholarly faction and the Fatball of the Netherworld.
Originally, in the final battle of the Battle of the Will, the Scholarly Sage was defeated. Even if he died in the hands of the Ball of the Will, the disciples of the scholarly faction would have nothing to say.
The Battle of the Will was a life and death match, not a game. There was no option to fight peacefully.
Therefore, even if he died, he couldn't blame anyone else.
One couldn't expect every big shot to be as righteous as the Scholarly Sage.
In the past, as long as the Immortals who had challenged the Scholarly Sage didn't completely offend the Sage or step on his bottom line, they would at most be beaten up by the Scholarly Sage and seriously injured, but they would still be able to leave alive in the end.
There weren't many challengers like Demon Emperor Nightmare who were heavily injured and sealed by the Scholarly Sage.
This was also the reason why the universe was convinced of the Scholarly Sage's strength …
However, something unexpected happened in the final battle between the Ball of the Will and the Scholarly Sage. A part of the Ball of the Will was cut off, and it was no longer complete.
Therefore, after becoming the Wielder of the Will, its first action was to destroy the scholarly faction, wanting to find the part of the Scholarly Sage that had been cut off …
In fact, both sides had their own reasons for doing so.
But for the disciples of the scholarly faction, the hatred of the destruction of their sect was naturally formed.
In many cases, there was no difference between good and evil when it came to hatred.
Reality wasn't as simple as black and white.
But in any case, hatred was hatred.
A blood feud was a blood feud.
Later on, the Ball of the Netherworld would send demons to wipe out the scholarly faction every once in a while, completely suppressing them and not giving them a chance to grow.
Therefore, no matter what the reason was, the disciples of the scholarly faction would definitely not let go of the Ball of the Will and the Ball of the Will.
How could they repay kindness? Repaying hatred with kindness, repaying kindness with kindness!
If the scholarly faction was greatly indebted to them, the scholarly faction would repay them with an iron fist.
And now, the Daoist of the 8.5th Wielder of the Will had found an opportunity to repay hatred with kindness.
[It's not the Ball of the Will?] The fat ball big shot was stunned.
It finally realized that its resurrection wasn't due to the rebirth of the Heavenly Ball of Dao. Instead, it was due to the replacement of the Heavenly Ball of Dao by a strange existence.
The Nine Underworlds had Ba Song plotting to usurp the throne, but the Heavenly Axiom also had others plotting to usurp the throne?
At this moment, Boss Fatball really wanted to kill her corresponding Heavenly Ball and then drag it out to whip its corpse.
That idiot messed around blindly, and in the end, he turned a good situation into this!
What was even more hateful was that after the Heavenly Ball was done messing around, it disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a mess for him to clean up.
It's too hard.
Out of all the rulers of the Netherworld, it was probably the one who suffered the most.
Bai Youyou's Heavenly Dao was so good. Before it dissipated, it still preserved Bai Youyou, allowing Bai Youyou to live a nourishing life.
And while it was in power, it had to clean up its mess for its foolish criticism of the Heavenly Will, deal with the Confucian Faction, search for the part of its' existence 'that the Scholarly Sage had cut off, and find a way to make up for the Heavenly Will's absence.
In the end, he still had to find a way to survive!
Compared to Ah Bai, tears almost fell from Fatball's eyes.
It was too miserable.
[I may have forgotten who I am, but... you will never forget this fist.] At this moment, Daozi's voice sounded again.
Song Youyou said, "Not good, Senior Daozi is going to flip out."
Senior White Two reached out and grabbed Song Youyou, and her figure retreated slightly, distancing herself from Fatball.
Immediately afterward, a spatial door opened beside Fatball.
"Come, die!" Daozi's voice shook.
In the next moment, a series of fists blasted out of the spatial door and smashed onto Song Fatball's body.
The fists were like meteors, very much like the second style of Ba Song's 《Basic Vajra Fist Technique》, Meteor Fist!
Every punch hit flesh!
With every punch, mercury-like liquid metal would splatter on Fatball's liquid metal body.
Boom! Boom!
The crude and simple 'Iron Fist of Knowledge' reminded Fatball of the fear it had felt when it was dominated by the Scholarly Sage's iron fist.
What made it even more uncomfortable was that it was the Wielder of the Will that was making a move at this time … Moreover, it was the Wielder of the Will that had usurped the position of the 'Wielder of the Will'.
The other party had some authority over the 'Wielder of the Will', and had some abilities that could target Fatball of the Netherworld.
Under such circumstances, when the other party punched, Fatball couldn't dodge or resist at all.
It could only grit its teeth and endure the other party's violent punches.
It was that stupid Wielder of the Will's fault again!
If the other party hadn't used the position of the Wielder of the Will to usurp the position, it wouldn't have been able to target it … Then, with the power of the Netherworld Realm, it wouldn't have appeared so weak and powerless.
It was simply too embarrassing.
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Under the bombardment of the fists, Fatball's body became smaller and smaller. From a big ball with a radius of 100 meters, it became a small ball with a radius of only one meter.
It was as if only the core was left!
Daoist Child's fist technique had already been passed down by the Scholarly Sage.
After this wave of 'Iron Fist of Knowledge', Daoist Child vented a lot of the resentment in his heart, and stopped violently beating Fatball through the space gate.
If it weren't for the fact that Daoist Child was in a good mood, he would have already solved the problem of the resurrection of his junior brothers and sisters. With this wave of iron fists, Fatball wouldn't be able to recover for at least several hundred years.
"A member of the scholarly faction." Fatball stared at the space gate, and her voice changed due to the pain.
On the other side, Daoist Child slowly said, "The head disciple of the scholarly faction, Daoist Child!"
When he attacked just now, it was the same as the time when he attacked the black sun. He controlled his strength, and didn't completely destroy Fatball in one go. He wanted to let the other party know who it was that destroyed it!
When it came to revenge, there was no sense of accomplishment after directly destroying the other party.
It was necessary to let the other party know who was retaliating against it before it was completely destroyed. Only then would the revenge be meaningful.
Otherwise, if the other party closed its eyes, it wouldn't even know who killed it. What would be the point?
"I didn't expect that you guys would actually usurp the position of the Wielder of the Will." The fat ball's liver was in so much pain that it was trembling. It clearly didn't have such a thing as a liver, but it was probably because it had been studying Tyrannical Song's kidney a few months ago, and it had gotten this' phantom limb pain '.
The scholarly faction shouldn't have become a member of the Wielder of the Will, yet it had usurped the position of the Wielder of the Will.
That idiot, the Wielder of the Will!!
Even if you gave the position of the Wielder of the Will to Bai or Ba Song, it would still be better than giving it to a member of the scholarly faction!
"Now that you know who I am, let's settle our differences." Daoist Child clenched his fist again.
The next attack would end the grudge between the scholarly faction and the Netherworld Ball!
In the future, when he completely disappeared from the position of the Wielder of the Will, the Netherworld Ball would also disappear.
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At the same time, on the side.
A space gate opened next to Song Youyou.
The colorful Cheng Lin and the son of the Emperor Of Heaven had arrived together!
The two of them, who had been fighting each other to death, were now coexisting peacefully.
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I recommend the new book by the great goddess Haruko that I slept with twelve years ago at the Qidian Annual Conference: 《Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties》!
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