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#826 - Xuanwu's true identity is Xue Qingchen



#826 - Xuanwu's true identity is Xue Qingchen

At this moment, the Evil God, after a long period of gestation and transformation, had completely solidified, resembling a true God of War descending.

He was a hundred zhang tall, with extraordinary bearing, exuding a palpitating pressure.

Although his strength was only at the Half-step God Transformation stage, the power he could unleash was enough to surpass this realm, because at that moment, he could ignore the constraints of the human realm's space, and could almost be said to be invincible in the human world.

Seeing this, the Evil God's heart was also stirred, wanting to seize that magical pearl.

Just as their eyes were fixed on the front, Li Chengfeng had already stood in the void, holding the Reincarnation Pearl in his hand, and began to refine it.

Instantly, the rolling power of reincarnation poured into the Reincarnation Pearl like the water of a river. With a loud "boom", the Reincarnation Pearl was completely connected to Li Chengfeng's mind, as if it had become a part of his body.

Without hesitation, Li Chengfeng dripped a drop of essence blood, and the Reincarnation Pearl shone behind him, emitting a soft and mysterious light.

He took a deep breath, sensed the changes within the Reincarnation Pearl, and said in a deep voice: "This Reincarnation Pearl not only contains the power of all the disciples of the entire Water Moon Sect, but also melts the ways of the seven emotions and six desires into it, forming an indescribable and wonderful power."

After saying that, he began to urge this power without hesitation, forming hand seals and chanting in a low voice: "Chengfeng's Fourth Movement, Forgetful Homeland."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire world seemed to shake, and a strange force surged in the air. Behind Li Chengfeng, a magnificent scroll slowly unfolded, the Scroll of Reincarnation, also the Scroll of Ideals.

Within the scroll, everyone's ideals and wishes shone like stars, each twinkling, yet harmoniously coexisting. This is a virtual world, yet it seems to exist in reality, capable of satisfying people's endless yearning for beauty in reincarnation.

Under the reflection of this scroll, the artifact spirit of the Reincarnation Pearl was born.

She was the artifact spirit from the Chaos Pearl of the Demon Realm, transferred by Li Chengfeng to become the artifact spirit of the Chaos Reincarnation Pearl.

At this time, she had been completely refined by Li Chengfeng, wearing a seductive outfit, standing there, like a fairy descending to earth, beautiful enough to alarm the heavens.

She smiled slightly, her smile as beautiful as a flower, and the colors of the entire world seemed to be infected by her smile, gradually changing from the original colorful to a soft pink, giving people a warm and peaceful feeling.

Here, whether it is the sunshine, the mountain scenery, the lake water, or the beauty in front of you, everything seems so indifferent, so harmonious.

Li Chengfeng stood there, behind him was the constantly rotating Scroll of Reincarnation, his eyes firm and deep. From then on, the Reincarnation Pearl had been completely refined by him into his own Chengfeng's Fourth Movement—Forgetful Homeland.

This spell not only contains the infinite power of the Reincarnation Pearl, but also incorporates Li Chengfeng's persistent pursuit of beauty and ideals.

Seeing this scene, Xuanwu's eyes flashed with unbelievable anger and unwillingness.

He roared: "Li Chengfeng, you dog thief! Damned fiend, you actually refined my Reincarnation Pearl, this supreme treasure, into one of your spells!

What a waste of heavenly resources! Do you know what this is? This is the Reincarnation Pearl that simulates the Lord of Reincarnation! You bastard!"

He was so angry that smoke came out of his seven orifices, and the mist on his entire face was rolling, as if sparks were scurrying around inside.

No matter how angry he was, he could not change the fact that the Reincarnation Pearl had been refined by Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng smiled slightly, the smile containing both mockery of Xuanwu and confidence in his own achievements.

He slowly said: "Compared with the Reincarnation Pearl of the true Lord of Reincarnation, the Reincarnation Pearl you made is just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

Don't try to flatter yourself, my dear Daoist Xuanwu."

Li Chengfeng's words were filled with hearty laughter, the laughter containing both joy and satisfaction with the improvement of his strength.

At this moment, he seemed to have stood at the pinnacle of the world, proud and powerful, his Fourth Movement "Forgetful Homeland" perfectly fused with the power of the Reincarnation Pearl, allowing his strength to reach another peak.

Xuanwu looked at Li Chengfeng's smug look, and felt extremely heartbroken and棘手.

It should be known that this Reincarnation Pearl was the product of his painstaking efforts for hundreds of thousands of years, carefully calculated and planned, and refined.

Now, it has merely become one of Li Chengfeng's spells, how could this not make him feel angry and helpless.

This Reincarnation Pearl can be said to be Xuanwu's lifeblood. For this, he did not hesitate to spend hundreds of thousands of years, and even schemed against Old Ancestor Qingning, introduced the Evil Dragon Sword and the Demon Sword, and reached an agreement with the Evil God of the human realm to curse the Destiny Master forces.

All of this was in order to obtain this Reincarnation Pearl, but now, all of this effort has turned into nothing.

Hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, hundreds of thousands of years of reincarnation, what he got in return was such a result.

If Li Chengfeng could cherish the Reincarnation Pearl after obtaining it and refine it into a top-level magic weapon, then Xuanwu's heart might have felt better.

However, Li Chengfeng simply disdained it. He trampled all his efforts, all his ideals, and all his everything under his feet.

He actually refined such a good pearl, although it was a simulation, a replica, but enough to be ranked among the innate spiritual treasures, into a part of his own spell.

This is not only an insult to Xuanwu, but also a trampling on his hundreds of thousands of years of painstaking effort.

Xuanwu only felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped hard by Li Chengfeng.

Hahahaha, with a deafening wild laugh, the mist on Xuanwu's face suddenly dissipated, revealing his original face—Xue Qingchen.

This legendary figure, known as the one with foolproof plans, and also the possessor of the Ancient Demon Law inheritance, was now standing proudly before everyone.

His eyes were bright, flashing with endless killing intent, as if he wanted to completely devour Li Chengfeng.

"Li Chengfeng, I never intended to take your life, and even saved you several times, but you repaid me in such a way. Then, your death is at hand," Xue Qingchen's voice was cold and resolute.

Li Chengfeng shook his head lightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your so-called saving me is just to complete your path of reincarnation and achieve all your ambitions.

You used karma to plot against me, but you forgot that I have already repaid your karma and destroyed the Blood Clan. From then on, you and I are clear."

"Good, good, good!" Xue Qingchen gritted his teeth, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, "Then today, I will let you see what is a true supreme power! If you oppose me, Xue Qingchen, you will die without a burial place!"

After saying that, a trace of determination flashed in Xue Qingchen's eyes. The gap between himself and Li Chengfeng was no longer small.

Although he could also be invincible at the same level, he was still far behind the current Li Chengfeng. However, he was not without a trump card.

"Let you see the true power of the Evil God!" Xue Qingchen roared, obviously having made a decision.


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