After whistling, Xie Tian felt as if his soul and body had become a few kilograms lighter. He felt so good that he could feel it in his bones.
Now that he was only one step away from leaving the Soul Altar, even if his blood-red eyes swept across the crowd, he could not be bothered to pay attention to their expressions.
When he saw his little sister, he smiled.
"You're here?"
His little sister glanced at Xie Tian, pouted, and gestured to the surroundings, indicating for him to get down to business — such as sneering and completing the final slap in the face.
Obviously, Xie Tian did not realize this. He even ignored Shen Ba, walked past him, and walked to his little sister's side.
"I've earned big this time."
Even when he transmitted his voice, his voice was very soft.
His little sister knew that this was in line with Xie Tian's usual cautious attitude.
But damn it, is this the time for you to be cautious?
His little sister glared at Xie Tian and realized that Xie Tian was not pretending. He did not realize how heaven-defying he had done and how much of a slap in the face he had slapped the gods …
"Cough, cough." His little sister coughed a few times and looked around again. She said heavily, "Say a few words."
"Say a few words?" Xie Tian was stunned.
His little sister rolled her eyes speechlessly. Just as she was about to speak, the big wolfdog, who could not stand Xie Tian's act after slapping his face, spoke.
"One must be kind! Say a few words and finish your act! "
Xie Tian finally understood and glanced at the crowd.
This kind of glance did not change because of the other party's identity.
Whether it was the Supreme Martial Artist or the gods, their gazes were the same and calm.
"There's nothing much to say," Xie Tian said, "Let's go."
As soon as he said this, muffled groans of people who were holding back from vomiting blood could be heard.
There were even some prodigies who could not take the blow and vomited blood!
He was ignored!
He had been completely ignored!
He was very perceptive!
He was very scheming!
He was very powerful!
He was very talented!
He liked to slap people in the face!
But please, finish the face-slapping!
At this moment, looking at Xie Tian's face that said, "I didn't pretend to be pretentious, I didn't want to slap your face, I just did what I wanted to do, maybe I accidentally hurt you, but I won't apologize." Everyone was so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood. They really wanted to tear their throats open and roar at Xie Tian — —
"You might not believe it, but if you don't finish slapping our faces, we'll feel even worse!"
However, ever since his little sister said that only by completing the Bestowment of the Three Realms could he open up the path to the Soul Detachment Realm, Xie Tian really did not think of slapping anyone's face.
What he had been looking forward to and thinking about was how to complete his Lu Xian path.
Therefore, he pretended to be heavily injured to lure people to kill him and buy enough time.
If those people were afraid of him and didn't come, he would come to the high platform to obtain the Gift of Soul Separation.
He was very happy to receive the gift of the Three Realms Soul Leaving. He couldn't wait to find the Soul Leaving Platform and complete the final preparations to break through to Lu Xian.
Apart from these, there were only two other things that he was concerned about —
How to help Tianer, Chu Lingxian, and Celestial Garment get their fortuitous encounters.
How to help his little sister carry out her plan to fight against the Heavenly Palace to the end.
As for slapping his face …
Could it be eaten?
This was his personality.
What was worse than slapping his face was being ignored.
What was more profound than acting cool was being invisible.
What was more profound than acting cool was that even if he wasn't acting cool, he would still be here, tormenting, messing with, and hitting him …
An intense cough came from the deity's chest and abdomen. The sound was a little turbid.
Hearing this cough, Xie Tian thought of himself when he was 12 years old and was frantically running for his life in the Hexi Corridor.
At that time, he was in the hole, and his lungs had been pierced by Li Yuanyang's bone spur.
Coughing with blood was so turbid.
His little sister also heard it, and her expression became even more complicated.
She couldn't help but think that the deity also ignored Xie Tian. But at least he ignored him and used Xie Tian to force her master. Xie Tian was more or less a chess piece.
But Xie Tian was thorough! Completely! He had completely ignored the deity.
The number one genius of the Celestial Region was first slapped in the face and then completely ignored?
"This is the reason why you coughed with blood …"
As for why the deity didn't just spit out this mouthful of blood, his little sister could still think of one reason —
Arrogance.
It wasn't that the deity couldn't spit blood.
It was that he couldn't spit blood when he wasn't injured.
This was weakness!
This was unacceptable to the Kongming Celestial Region!
This was something that the deity himself couldn't accept!
The deity's violent coughing intensified Xie Tian's invisible counterattack, and it served as a foil to Xie Tian's heaven-defying strength.
Everyone's gazes toward Xie Tian were filled with shock and awe.
This kind of awe would only appear when they looked at their little sister or the deity …
"Since that's the case, let's go."
His little sister glanced at Xie Tian and said.
Her gaze was complicated, and so was her voice.
She had the illusion that Xie Tian, who was standing beside her, seemed to have jumped out from a certain period of time in the future.
This was because, in her understanding, only the future Xie Tian would be able to deal such a heavy blow to the gods.
But this was only an illusion.
There was only one reason for this illusion —
"Heh …" His little sister secretly mocked herself, "So I've been looking down on you just like the deity …"
Two people and one dog walked away.
Looking at these three figures, the people of the abandoned land tried their best to feel happy, but they were powerless.
It wasn't that they didn't feel happy!
It was that they couldn't feel happy!
Because everything that Xie Tian had done was far beyond the scope of happiness!
Even their own people could only be shocked! They could only be overwhelmed with shock!
Only when the shock subsided and the shock dissipated would they feel the joy of being suppressed by these two emotions.
But there was no joy. These three figures, especially the figure of Xie Tian, who was protected by his little sister and Lord Wolf, seemed to have injected an unimaginable power into them …
They raised their heads!
They straightened their backs!
Even though their fists were still clenched, they were no longer sullen! They were subconsciously excited!
"Cough, cough, stop."
The three figures stopped coughing, which they were trying hard to suppress.
His little sister frowned.
The large wolfdog looked at them coldly.
Xie Tian was calm.
God straightened his body and looked at Xie Tian without moving his eyes. He seemed to want to carve this figure into his mind, into every piece of his flesh and blood, and into every thought of his divine soul.
He really wanted to think of something, say something, or even do something.
However, he was seeing stars, his sea of consciousness was collapsing, and his thoughts were in a mess. He was unable to control himself to accomplish these things.
Only his arrogance allowed him to remain somewhat clear-headed.
In order to make himself more clear-headed and leave more arrogance for himself, he shook his head with all his might before he opened his mouth.
However, his voice was no longer clear. It was a little hoarse and seemed to be a little bitter.
"Return the robe to him."
The deity was indifferent.
"Return the robe to him."
The deity trembled.
"Return it to him!"
The deity, who was immersed in infinite horror, shock, and shame, finally took a step forward with difficulty and walked toward the three of them.
"Damn, I almost forgot about this!" His little sister patted her forehead and gave a thumbs up to Xie Tian. "I didn't expect you to really do it. Ha, awesome!"
Xie Tian resisted the urge to touch his nose speechlessly and smiled bitterly in his heart.
The backup plan that he had painstakingly arranged was returned just like that?
"This is a bit of a failure …"
He, who had always been making a fortune in silence, did not expect that the Gift of Soul Leaving would attract so much attention.
He was only three hundred feet away from Xie Tian, but it was a long and humiliating road.
Every step that the deity took was like walking on a knife.
Just like before, his goal didn't change, but his original intention did.
The deity broke the rules and returned the robe to him. How cool!
Xie Tian fulfilled the rules and was forced to return the robe to him. How miserable!
The closer he got to Xie Tian, the more pain he felt in his Divine Heart and the more his Divine Body trembled.
Everyone in the Celestial Region felt the same way.
"The deity is the Divine Son …"
"At first, he returned the robe with his head held high. But now, he has his head lowered …"
"This kind of pain is unimaginable …"
"Even the Divine Son Kong Ming is in such a mess. Half-half-dead …"
...
The group of Rakshasa sneered at him.
"Heh, the Divine Son has such a day!"
"He is said to be comparable to the Ominous Star Rakshasa, but he has ended up like this. Cool!"
"This half-life, as expected of our Rakshasa's lucky general!"
"If this half-dead can really become Rakshasa … No, when I go back, I must do something about it. No matter which clan gets him, it will be a great help!"
...
The abandoned people were happy to see this!
"Cool! So cool! "
"So what if he is the Divine Son? He still has to kneel!"
"Humph, you say you don't have the right, you say you don't have the talent. Now, I'll let you taste what it means to be wronged!"
"Hehe, don't treat him like an idiot and blind. In front of Xie Tian, he is just an idiot and a blind man!"
...
But suddenly, everyone seemed to have seen an unbelievable scene, and all of them were astounded.
The deity stopped.
He also slowly raised his head.
It revealed a pair of bloody eyes.
Seeing the eyes, the little sister's heart skipped a beat!
But before she could speak, the deity sneered.
"The deities will return it to you, but I, the deity, will not!"
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Everyone should still remember Huang Er, who was ranked 17th on the Heavenly Dao Sage Tablet. He had been digging for a long time, so probably not many people remembered him.
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