Xie Tian had killed Shen Wushuang.
Huang Er had been Xie Tian's slave.
These two incidents instantly made Xie Tian's journey to the Kongming Shrine seem ordinary and simple. He was invincible and unparalleled.
Xie Tian, who had killed Shen Wushuang, was invincible.
Huang Er, who had worked hard, was unparalleled.
But Xie Tian was still the same.
Even though he represented the pinnacle of invincibility in the Celestial World in everyone's eyes, he still walked carefully in front of the Kongming Palace that made his heart jump. He wasn't affected at all.
As if noticing this, Huang Er, who had been cursing his master for being too good at pretending, showed a rare look of surprise in his eyes.
Kill Shen Wushuang?
As someone from the Holy Village, was there a need to talk about this?
No.
There was no need to talk about it, much less be shocked or praised.
That was why no matter how many heaven-defying things Xie Tian had done, he hadn't cared about them since he descended to the mortal world.
But Xie Tian's calmness made him slightly surprised.
And this astonishment was actually admiration.
"His temperament is not bad …"
Perhaps it was because it was too much of a coincidence that he didn't even manage to mutter the word "together" before he fell into the speechlessness of "do I know you?"
"Do you really think I, Huang Er, don't exist …"
Huang Er was so angry that he laughed.
With a flash, he appeared in front of Xie Tian just as Xie Tian was about to step into the palace.
He turned his head.
He smiled.
"Master, let me go in first."
Hearing the smile and the word "master", the people outside the palace were scared out of their wits.
When Xie Tian realized that Huang Er's smile contained a hint of mockery, Huang Er had already stepped in.
"He seems to be looking down on me …"
"Isn't that normal?"
"It's just that it's too normal. That's why his previous actions are even more amusing …"
Bang!
Before the Demonic Duo could finish complaining, Huang Er, who had just stepped into the hall, flew away from Xie Tian with a loud bang.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Xie Tian also turned his head to look at Huang Er, who was in a slightly disheveled and stunned state.
Huang Er wasn't stunned for long before he looked at the deities.
"Your clan is not simple …"
Nonsense!
The cultivators who had personally witnessed Shen Wushuang becoming a Great Sage in the Ruins of God rolled their eyes.
The deity was expressionless, but inwardly, he heaved a sigh of relief.
His father was dead.
He couldn't bring himself to hate it.
However, he still felt uncomfortable facing Xie Tian and Huang Er, who wanted to force their way into the Divine Palace. After all …
"Even if he and mother are no longer here, this is still my home …"
"At least, there's still a way to stop you and save the last bit of face for the God-clan."
This was what the deities were thinking. They saw Huang Er, who had suffered a setback for the first time. His body swayed a few times, and then an extremely powerful aura burst forth, turning into a gale that blew away everyone within a radius of ten thousand li.
Except for Xie Tian.
"Sage … Sage!"
"This is the Divinity Stage! I've seen it in the Ruins of God. God, Shen Wushuang has this kind of power! "
…
Huang Er's words explained Huang Er's power to the cultivators who hadn't been to the Ruins of God. However, this made them even more afraid of Xie Tian —
Huang Er, who had recognized Xie Tian as his master, wasn't a Celestial Lord! He was a Sage of the Divinity Stage!
"Master, I was careless. Please wait a moment."
Huang Er walked to Xie Tian's side and bowed. His face was calm and confident as he stepped into the Kongming Godly Palace.
Bang!
With a loud noise, Huang Er flew out again.
The surroundings were as quiet as ghosts.
After Huang Er, who had staggered to the ground, stabilized himself, he also stared at the gate of the Divine Palace in a daze, not saying a word.
After a dozen breaths, countless pairs of eyes moved to look at Xie Tian, who was standing in front of the gate of the palace.
Including the deities.
Including Huang Er.
The deities looked at Xie Tian and spoke in Silence, "Those who don't have the bloodline of the God-clan can't enter the Divine Palace without approval."
"Master, forget it. We can't get in." Huang Er also sighed and began to move his numb body.
The two of them used two sentences to describe the way everyone looked at Xie Tian.
Even Huang Er, a Sage, had been kicked out. Who could get in?
Then, everyone was stunned. Huang Er's body stiffened, and the deities' eyes narrowed.
That was because Xie Tian had turned around and entered the Kongming Godly Palace.
One breath.
Three breaths.
Ten breaths.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish …
The eyes that looked at Xie Tian fell on Huang Er like knives.
Even though Huang Er was very thick-skinned, his face was pale and pale at this moment.
But the change of his face was far less than the shock in his heart.
"Why!"
Ten breaths.
Xie Tian hadn't been kicked out.
That was enough to explain everything.
Therefore, the deities also stopped staring at the deep Divine Palace with their pinpoint pupils. Instead, they looked at the dumbfounded assassins.
There were a total of 16 assassins, and they were all Celestial Lords. It was enough to show how much importance the God-clan attached to the enemy who killed their Master.
But at this moment, this kind of importance became the deities' heartache.
"All of you, kill yourselves."
The assassins, who were still shocked by how easily Xie Tian walked into the Divine Palace, trembled when they heard this.
After the trembling, they were deeply depressed.
They understood.
In the face of such a Xie Tian, their assassination attempt was useless.
What was useful might be suicide.
The reason was that their suicide might have a slight chance of dispelling Xie Tian's anger.
"May the God-clan live forever …"
"May the God-clan live forever …"
"May the Son of God revive the God-clan …"
"We are here to protect you. Take care, Master!"
…
In hope, in prayer, in sorrow, under the mocking gazes of the three Celestial Lords from the Celestial Realms who stopped them, the 16 Celestial Lords of the God-clan sat cross-legged and turned into the Way.
The deities whose father didn't shed a tear saw this scene and were still expressionless.
But two lines of complicated tears slid down their cheeks.
As they fell, an inexplicable sadness and anger emerged from their hearts and soared into the sky!
"Did you see that? Did you hear that? "
The roar tore the deity's throat. The sweet blood couldn't soothe his bitter throat.
Hearing the deity's roar, Xie Tian, who had been moving forward, stopped and looked back.
Unfortunately, he was too deep into the Divine Palace. The huge door had become a small light hole, and he couldn't see the deity anymore.
"He can see it, he can hear it, but he didn't expect …"
With a faint voice, Xie Tian turned his head and looked at the statue a hundred feet away in front of him.
"Is that right, Shen Wushuang?"
The statue was pitch-black, completely different from the blood red color that the God-clan respected.
Only in its bottomless black eyes, there was a blood-red divine fire burning.
Xie Tian had seen this statue in Shen Wushuang's Divine Kingdom. It was the God that all creatures on that vast continent believed in, and it was also the clay doll that his clone had cut off at the critical moment.
As soon as Xie Tian finished speaking, the burning eyes of the statue burned even more fiercely, as if a bucket of hot oil had been poured on them.
"Xie Tian, you can't escape …"
"Wait for me to find you."
Xie Tian interrupted Shen Wushuang's unwilling threat.
The Dark Blade had shattered the extremely unwilling statue.
Only the two divine fires in the eyes were still floating in the air, but they had lost the aura of Shen Wushuang.
"The Way of Burning Incense …"
Staring at the two divine fires, Xie Tian was deep in thought.
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