Chapter 45: Encountering the God Again

Dozens of powerful attacks collided with the Spirit Power shield, sending layer upon layer of ripples madly churning across its surface, yet it did not break.

The shockwave spread outward, carving crack after crack into the walls.

The windows shattered, the fragments swept away in a swirl, and the building trembled faintly under the strain, as if it might collapse at any moment.

The sight frightened the children evacuating the orphanage into hurrying their steps, and cries rose on all sides.

In their hearts, the orphanage was their home; every inch of ground held precious memories, and now that home was being destroyed while they could do nothing.

A moment later.

The building's corridor was already a wreck, like a ruin.

Under the expectant gazes of the Pantheon Cult members.

The Spirit Energy shield dissipated. Read novels at Tiantian Novels, 𝓽𝓽𝓴. 𝓽𝔀 — supercharged!

Jiang Qin was revealed, unharmed, a smile still hanging at the corner of his mouth — though it was not a warm one.

The sight struck the Pantheon Cult members with no small shock; their eyes looked upon him as if seeing a devil, filled with disbelief and dread.

"Damn it, he still wasn't taken down after all that. No wonder the Cult Leader told us to kill him at any cost."

"We can't drag this out any longer. Once word leaks, the military will come, and surrounded we won't get away. Finish it quick!"

"Good!"

"……"

The leader took a porcelain vial from his robes and drank down all the golden blood within.

The energy contained in the golden blood erupted within his body. Though it radiated a sacred light, it carried a chilling aura; as it corroded his flesh, this cultist's presence shifted and his realm climbed.

Spirit Sea Late Stage… Spirit Sea Peak…

Sensing that the cultist's strength was still rising, Jiang Qin held back no longer, unleashing Slash after Slash, the dense barrage slicing the man's body to pieces.

But strangely, he did not fall, nor did any blood flow from his body.

The next second, the cut running through the center of his head began healing at tremendous speed, restoring itself completely in the span of a single breath.

In the end, this cultist's realm broke through the Spirit Sea threshold, reaching the Divine Image Realm Realm!

He opened his eyes; his pupils had turned golden, his complexion cold as a dark pool, and the moment he spoke, Jiang Qin's scalp prickled.

"Human, we meet again."

This feeling…

Jiang Qin thought of the deity he had encountered last time at the Otherworld Rift — the being who had put him on the brink of death — and his expression darkened visibly, a secret regret welling up within him.

He hadn't expected this lot to still have such a trump card. If he'd known, he would have taken them out at the very first encounter!

But in truth, that golden blood would originally have only enhanced the drinker's strength.

However, upon sensing Jiang Qin's presence, the will contained within the blood forcibly seized this vessel, transforming His servant into an avatar.

He did not turn his head, merely moved his thoughts.

The bodies of the Pantheon Cult members standing behind him instantly disintegrated from the inside out, without even the chance to struggle, and in an instant they became strange red pills, which He seized and swallowed in one gulp.

His previously stalled realm climbed once more, reaching the Divine Image Realm Early Stage Peak.

Sensing the other's surging momentum, Jiang Qin dared not be careless any longer. Showing no fear on his face, he instead asked with a smile:

"You've moved against me twice in a row. Can you tell me your name? At least so that when I think of revenge later, I won't be ignorant of even my enemy's name."

"I am the god who holds dominion over the power of death — 【Slaughter】."

He spoke calmly. After the energy within His body was fully absorbed, the golden of His pupils deepened. "You are an anomaly, beyond the Heavenly Dao's control of both realms. An anomaly means a threat. This time, I will not give you another chance."

The instant the words fell!

Jiang Qin slammed his fist into the floor beneath him, and the already overburdened corridor collapsed with a roar!

As dust rose on all sides, Jiang Qin's figure vanished from the spot, shooting out through a window at extreme speed, fleeing toward the orphanage's rear mountain.

Although Spirit Sea and Divine Image Realm differed by only one realm.

Jiang Qin could feel a qualitative gap between himself and this god 【Slaughter】 — a gap that could not be bridged by the quality or quantity of Spirit Power alone. His Slash couldn't even inflict harm on the other; such was the terror.

At a time like this, only a fool wouldn't run!

After fleeing a thousand meters, Jiang Qin glanced back and saw no pursuing figure. The moment his brow furrowed, his body took a heavy blow and was sent crashing down into the forest below!

【Slaughter】's gaze was indifferent, like a deity looking down upon the mortal world, his momentum like a rainbow.

"Cough, cough…"

A great mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, staining the earth red.

Jiang Qin struggled out of the crater. The bloody hole in his chest was repairing at a speed visible to the eye, while Spirit Energy from the surroundings surged madly into his body, replenishing its depletion.

"Damn, if only I'd dragged Lin Laotou along. Looks like I'm really done for this time…"

But before Jiang Qin could take any action.

A hundred-meter-tall black phantom Dharma Image appeared between heaven and earth, like a black giant, radiating an intense aura of death. The moment the trees and flowers came into contact with this aura, it was as if their vitality was drained away, and they withered rapidly.

The black Dharma Image raised its foot and pinned Jiang Qin hard beneath it, pressing him so he could not move.

Even as he exerted his full strength, the Dharma Image remained immovable, steady as a mountain.

This battle could hardly even be called fierce — it was like an adult fighting a child. Victory and defeat had been decided from the very start; apart from a crushing defeat, there would be no other outcome.

The aura of death ceaselessly corroded Jiang Qin's body.

A normal Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artist would have died a hundred times over. Only thanks to the Spirit Clothing he wore and the frantic activation of 【Mystic Snake Life-Return】 was Jiang Qin able to keep breathing — but that was all it amounted to.

【Slaughter】 stood in mid-air and raised His hand.

The black Dharma Image raised its hand in unison. Countless wisps of death energy gathered into a pitch-black greatsword, fully formed in the blink of an eye. Then the blade plunged straight downward, carrying world-shaking might!

This strike would completely erase Jiang Qin from existence, without even the chance to recover.

"Welcome the arrival of death, human."

Just as the black greatsword was about to pierce through Jiang Qin.

A sharp shout exploded through the heavens and earth, like a thunderclap roaring, deafening.

"Just a mere wisp of consciousness, a criminal god from another realm — how dare you act so brazenly on the soil of Huaxia!"

"You bully the younger generation of Huaxia — your crime deserves death!!!"

A slash of fierce blade-light came cleaving from afar, as if tearing through the boundaries of space, and in an instant arrived before the black Dharma Image, splitting it clean down the middle! Dividing it into two!

A bearded man in a Zhenling Bureau uniform stepped through the air, gripping a thunder-roaring long blade, lightning bursting from his entire body — clearly, that strike just now had come from him.

Long Xingtian looked at Jiang Qin climbing out of the crater, his eyes holding surprise as well as approval.

"Boy, well done."

"If this fellow had really broken into the city, I'm afraid this Heitu Cheng along with its millions of citizens would have faced an utter catastrophe today. I've noted your merit. You leave here first — I'll handle the rest."

Jiang Qin dared not linger. Circulating the Wind-Thunder Limitless Step, he forced himself to swiftly put distance from the battlefield…