Chapter 38 Barking Dogs? Those who insult the Immortal Lord shall die! One palm strike to annihilate the God of Destruction!
Although Xue Di wasn't as exaggerated as her, her clear, cold eyes also shone with an unusual brilliance.
The instinct to admire the strong is inherent in all living beings.
Especially for these overlords of soul beasts who have fought their way up in the far north, only absolute power can conquer their hearts.
The scene just now, where Jiang Chen's massive hand, reaching out across endless space and time, defied the odds against two immortal kings with its invincible spirit, undoubtedly struck a chord deep within the hearts of these two women.
"yes..."
The Snow Empress sighed softly, her voice ethereal and far-reaching:
"In comparison, the so-called God-King of our world is really as naive as a child."
"Especially that God of Destruction, who usually swaggered around, ended up being caught like an insect and put into a bowl over there."
Upon hearing this, Hyotei suddenly burst out laughing:
"Hehe, Sister Xue, don't you think that God of Destruction is actually quite lucky?"
"Good luck?" Xue Di was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled.
"yes!"
Hyotei then counted on their fingers and analyzed the situation in a very serious manner:
"Look, even though he got arrested, it's still embarrassing."
"But who arrested him? It was Ye Qingyu!"
"Who is Ye Qingyu? He's the disciple of that Immortal Lord!"
"Does being captured and placed in the alms bowl mean he's going to be taken back to the Primordial Celestial Court?"
"That's the Primordial Celestial Court!"
Thinking of this, Hyotei's eyes were filled with envy:
"That place where even servants can eat spirit crystal rice, pets can play with dragon tendons, and even pigs can become gods!"
"Although the God of Destruction was taken prisoner, even if he was locked in a cage, breathing the air there and eating the leftover swill every day was still an incredible opportunity!"
"Maybe in a few years when he's released from his cage, he could kill us all with a single finger!"
After hearing Hyotei's uniquely logical analysis, Yuki-tei was first taken aback, and then fell into deep thought.
After a long silence, she nodded very seriously:
"Bing'er, you're right."
"Rather than waiting to die in this world where spiritual energy is depleted, waiting for that inevitable heavenly tribulation."
"Why not go and try your luck in that world?"
"At least..."
The Snow Empress raised her head, gazing at the gradually dissipating chaotic energy in the sky, a hint of longing appearing in her eyes as she said:
"There are real immortals there."
"And everything we pursue."
"If the heavens could choose me..."
The Snow Goddess suddenly smiled, a smile as if the ice and snow were just beginning to melt, and all things were reviving:
"Even if it's just to be a maid serving tea and water to that immortal lord, or to warm his bed and make his quilts..."
"I'm willing to do it."
"After all, being conquered by such a powerful figure is an unparalleled honor, isn't it?"
...…
Meanwhile, in the Primordial Celestial Court.
Outside the temple.
Here, the clouds rise and fall, and the air is filled with ethereal mist, a stark contrast to the previous desolate and murderous frontier.
"thump."
Ye Qingyu was covered in blood, and her originally snow-white hair was now stained red with the blood of a true immortal.
He didn't even bother to deal with the horrific bloody hole in his chest before kneeling heavily before the tightly closed doors of the temple.
Then he raised both hands high, holding the purple-gold alms bowl in his palms, and bowed his head deeply, showing the utmost respect:
"Disciple Ye Qingyu has not failed in his mission!"
"The otherworldly creature has been brought back!"
Inside the temple, all was silent.
Deep within, Jiang Chen leaned lazily against the soft couch, the system's pleasant notification sound ringing in his mind:
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully enslaving and imprisoning the Great Destiny Master of the Douluo Continent: the God of Destruction!]
[Mission Complete!]
[Congratulations, host, on receiving the reward: Quasi-Immortal Emperor Weapon from the Era of Fallen Emperors: The Chaos Boundless Bell!]
[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: one complete True Dragon Immortality Elixir!]
[Congratulations, host, you have gained 10,000 Luck Points!]
[Absorbing the fortune of the Douluo Continent... Absorption successful! The growth progress of the Golden Dragon of the Primordial Immortal Court's fortune +10%!]
Hearing this series of rewards, Jiang Chen nodded slightly, especially the True Dragon Immortal Medicine, which could be used to heal Ye Qingyu's injuries.
As for that so-called god of destruction...
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen casually swept his divine sense over the alms bowl, looking at the purple figure inside that had been terrified and was like a lump of mud. A hint of boredom and disgust flashed in his eyes.
Now that the task is complete and the reward has been obtained, this ant has lost its final value.
"Throw it out."
Jiang Chen's voice was very calm, as if he were dealing with a piece of useless trash.
"These ants, even if left in the Celestial Court, will only pollute the air."
"yes!"
At the entrance of the temple, a young Taoist boy who looked only seven or eight years old, with a pigtail sticking straight up, hurriedly and respectfully responded.
Then, the young Taoist took small steps to Ye Qingyu and reached out to take the purple-gold alms bowl.
...
Inside the alms bowl.
The God of Destruction, who was originally in a state of extreme despair, felt a strange glimmer of hope rise in his heart when he heard the words "bring back to the Celestial Court".
"They didn't kill me! That terrifying immortal lord didn't kill me!"
"Is it because they see my potential as a god-king? Or do they want to subdue me?"
"Yes, that must be it!"
The God of Destruction frantically consoled himself in his heart:
"After all, I am the controller of the Law of Destruction. If it weren't for the different dimensions of the plane, I would be a rare talent even in this world!"
"They went to all that trouble to capture me; they must be planning to groom me!"
"What does it matter if I suffer a little grievance as long as I can get on the coattails of that immortal lord!"
At this moment, the God of Destruction was already fantasizing in his mind about being bestowed with supreme techniques by the Immortal Lord, thus defying fate, trampling An Lan underfoot, and punching Yu Tuo.
However, the next second, he felt a sudden dizziness.
Immediately afterwards, the mouth of the purple-gold alms bowl was opened, and then a chubby little hand reached in, grabbed his neck like catching a stink bug, and lifted him out!
"Get out of here!"
Without even glancing at him, he casually tossed him aside, sending him flying with tremendous force, crashing heavily to the foot of the mountain…
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the God of Destruction suffered another severe blow to his already shattered bones, turning him into a complete mess, with only a wisp of divine consciousness remaining.
But he couldn't care less about the pain at that moment, because the disappointment in his heart was just too great!
The humiliation of going from dreaming of instant success to being thrown out like trash was worse than death!
"Damn it, damn it!"
The God of Destruction lay prostrate in the mud, gazing at the lofty gates of the Celestial Court, and the resentment that had been building up in his heart finally erupted:
"I am, after all, a God King of the Douluo World! How dare you humiliate me like this!"
"If you look down on me, why did you capture me in the first place!"
"Damn the Celestial Court! Damn the Celestial Lord! You blind fools..."
His curses, though weak, sounded particularly jarring at the quiet foot of the mountain.
However, just as he uttered the last half of a curse, the young Taoist priest who had just turned to go back suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Immediately afterwards, his delicate, pretty face was filled with anger.
"How dare you bark so loudly in front of the mountain gate!"
"Those who insult the Immortal Lord shall die!"
Before the words were even finished, the weather changed dramatically!
A massive, sky-covering hand of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, and then, under the horrified gazes of everyone on Douluo Continent, it crashed down on the God of Destruction like swatting an ant!
"No!"
Before the God of Destruction could react, he was slapped into nothingness by the young Taoist.
His soul, his position of destruction, and even the traces of his existence were all erased in that instant!
Not even a trace was left!
After slapping the God of Destruction to death, the young Taoist clapped his hands as if nothing had happened.
"This is the Primordial Celestial Court, not a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can bark and shoo."
"tui".
After saying this, the young Taoist turned and left, leaving behind only the petrified Douluo beings in front of the sky.
God King...
It's gone just like that?
Was it swatted away by a gatekeeper boy as easily as swatting a fly?
...
Meanwhile, outside the temple gates.
Ye Qingyu remained kneeling, not even turning his head to acknowledge the incident behind him.
In his eyes, the so-called God of Destruction was nothing more than a tool for a mission from beginning to end.
However, at this moment, his aura was extremely weak.
By forcibly fusing with Dao soldiers and severing his own path to immortality, and by enduring attacks from true immortals, his life force was already like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
But he had no regrets, only regret for not being able to kill An Cangtian.
"This disciple is incompetent and failed to kill the enemy leader. Please punish me, Master."
Ye Qingyu's voice was weak as she kowtowed to the ground.
"Squeak—"
However, at that moment, the temple gate, which had been closed for countless years, slowly opened.
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