Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 819 - 817: Gradually Different

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Companion Divine Weapon.

In the historical records of the Netherworld, divine weapons like these were few and far between, and among them... only one was not manifested in a physical form.

The second offspring born to the Emperor and Empress back then, a little princess.

Later, she was hunted down and had no choice but to escape to the mortal realm...

It was said that the Moon God was ordered to pursue her, and it was during this time she had relations with a member of the Human Clan, and upon returning to the Netherworld, gave birth to a little girl.

Many questioned this at the time.

A mighty general of the Netherworld, possessing the strength of a pyramid, why did she fail in pursuing a little girl with no power to resist?

Until the Moon God also entered the Valley of Death, people seemed to have realized something.

Now that the Yuan World re-emerges in the Netherworld, that slender, emaciated purple figure, with a refined face, vividly appears.

Her appearance shocked everyone.

The little girl that was hunted down by the entire Netherworld and the Divine Clan back then, she is still alive and has returned.

The Yuan Clan was in a daze, their noses tingled.

With Zi Ji’s suppression and the power of the Yuan World, the strong ones of the Divine Clan can’t surpass this place.

On the battlefield.

Chen Pingping, as if a Celestial God descending to the mortal world, continued to kill Mo Sang’s Vitality Power, and within a few short minutes, this Divine Clan genius began to wither.

The Bloodline Power within him was severely depleted.

His will started to collapse, disintegrating...

Yet he remained unwilling, roaring like a beast, raving and threatening Chen Pingping and the others, if his Divine Clan elders descend, they will surely kill all of you.

Bang!

Another punch.

People could no longer count how many times Chen Pingping struck?

And how many times Mo Sang reformed?

The place was a bloody mess, Chen Pingping was soaked in blood, but it wasn’t his own, it was Mo Sang’s...

Blood from the Divine Clan genius, very divine, glistening with brilliance, suffocatingly enriched, capturing the vast vitality contained within the blood.

"Have you ever felt death?"

"Do you know what death is?"

"Someday, I will invade the Heavens, bury all of you so-called Divine Clan in the old soil of history."

"Banish you to the continent’s edge, trample freely..."

"Gradually erode your Bloodline Power, let you feel what it’s like to be true ants."

"I will also slay your ancestors, gods, rebuild a new order..."

"But alas, you are destined not to see that day." Chen Pingping’s face was cold.

Cough, cough!

Mo Sang was laughing.

Despite enduring terrible damage, his body nearly disintegrating, unable to reform again, he still mocked Chen Pingping.

Through the long ages, only the Divine Clan crushed the Human Clan, there was never a time when the Human Clan could resist the Divine Clan’s slaughter.

This was a bloody law.

The Sword Immortal of the past, the Human Emperor later, then Wenliang...

And those countless Human Emperors in the river of history, they all tried, but what came of it?

The power of the Divine Clan, how could it be shaken by the Human Clan?

The invincibility of gods was enough for any Human Emperor to look up to.

The gap was too wide.

And this Human in front, daring to dream of changing the Dharma Principle of the Heavens, to slaughter the Divine Clan?

"You will die a terrible death..." Mo Sang used his last strength to shout this.

Outside the battlefield.

Dozens of Divine Clan strong ones grew more anxious, but unfortunately, they could only worry.

Even the Emperor Realm expert holding the Qiankun Mirror felt a deep sense of impotency at this moment.

He was strong.

The divine weapon he brought was such.

But this was the Netherworld.

They forcibly broke the boundary wall to enter here, their power greatly depleted, leading to Zi Ji and her divine weapon suppressing them.

They could only watch helplessly as Mo Sang was killed by Chen Pingping.

Ah!

The final scream.

Mo Sang’s body blurred once more, the last thread of Vitality Power and Bloodline Power utterly dissipated.

Eek!

Mao Qiu was thrown down by Chen Pingping and opened its mouth to devour the little remaining essence of Mo Sang’s flesh.

System prompt: Devouring Sky Beast growth +36%, reward 3000 years of cultivation, 300 ninth-grade Spirit Pills, 100 ninth-grade Spiritual Medicines, one Quasi-Emperor Weapon.

System prompt: Host realm rises to Saint King Sixth Heaven.

Chen Pingping returned with no expression.

He clearly felt a change not belonging to himself, trying hard to alter him.

Just like this current scene.

In the past, he definitely wouldn’t have been this furious, even if Mo Sang attacked An, he would at most kill directly, not like now.

He said many things, seemingly venting something.

This indicated a problem.

He began to bond himself with the entire Human Clan, that so-called sense of belonging.

The standpoint of the race and the mission of a strong one.

A bit heavy.

But he couldn’t control it.

The evolution of emotions is a wonderful process, the surroundings, even an existing environment, and so on, will affect oneself.

Chen Pingping took a breath, shook his head, discarded all thoughts, and then looked at An, showing a smile: "You’ve suffered."

"Father!" An shouted, rushing once more to him.

And this time, Guang Xiaoyu did not stop her...

Father and daughter truly met, their first embrace, feeling each other’s scent and that warm feeling.

They both enjoyed, hoping this moment was eternal, without time to disturb.

But unfortunately, time flows.

The battle has not yet subsided, he only killed one Mo Sang, there were still dozens of Divine Clan strong ones, they were all formidable.

And Zi Ji’s Yuan World, unable to be maintained further, she gradually felt exhausted.

Chen Pingping let go of An with a soft chuckle: "You go over to Madam."

Zi Ji: "???"

Jiang Ni’er: "???"

The two women did not know that something had happened between Chen Pingping and Guang Xiaoyu, so when they heard this, they were bewildered.

Was it not Aunt? How did it become Madam?

Only Lao Huang’s eyes turned, his thick lips pursed, seemingly intending to say: "I know!"

An looked at him with wide eyes: "Father, you will kill them, won’t you? You will return safely, right?" She grasped Chen Pingping’s hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

She had just met her father, their first true hug, her first experience of her father’s love, her first scent of her father.

She didn’t want to leave.

But, as Chen Pingping said, strong enemies remained.

Guang Xiaoyu walked over at a brisk pace, comforting: "It’s okay, your father is very strong."

An reluctantly let go, her eyes brimming with tears, as if her father was going far away, and when they would meet again, she did not know.

The Begonia Tree also rushed over, shouting excitedly: "An!"

"Uncle..." An responded.

Chen Pingping turned, once more facing strong enemies... 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

And this time, it was different from facing Mo Sang, he didn’t need too much venting.

"Zi, retreat." Chen Pingping commanded.

Zi Ji nodded without hesitation.

Without Zi Ji’s suppression and the Yuan World’s blockade, dozens of strong ones charged forward in anger, slaughter overwhelming the land.

Chen Pingping’s face was icy cold, his long hair and robe flying, his eyes bursting with cold light, and muttered two words: "Six Tao!"