In the hands of the true master, the Asura Saber displayed an unstoppable astonishing fortitude.

The blade was cold, cutting a beautiful and neat circular arc in the air, and where it passed, strands of black mist condensed by resentment emerged.

When it suddenly picked up in response to the wind, the cold sword intent instantly diffused, and Baishuangxing heard a crisp buzzing like a dragon's chant.

Shura was summoned by her, and in this white night, he did not possess any special power.

But in the past thousands of years, the brutal killings he experienced in the extremely evil purgatory have been imprinted into his instinct.

He remembered how to swing the knife, how to dodge, and also knew what kind of knife style to use in order to cut off the opponent's head faster.

This is the memory kept in Shura's bones.

In just a few seconds, most of the ghosts who came to kill Bai Shuangxing and the others were slaughtered.

This is undoubtedly a one-sided situation.

Shura's offensive was impeccable, and the souls of the victims also started to fight back.

The studio was huge and empty, and for a while, only the distressed wailing of ghosts remained.

Not long ago, they were still domineering, but now, some of them were beheaded by Shura, and some were entangled tightly by the victims, and their flesh was peeled off bit by bit.

but……

Frowning secretly, Bai Shuangxing was worried, and looked at the pixel clown in his mind.

Just now, she heard the weird ballad on the radio and felt the existence of the evil god.

Correspondingly, even if the plot collapsed like this, the monitoring system No. 444 remained silent, and there was no panic at the beginning.

At the corner of its mouth, there was even a faint smile.

It's like winning.

The only one that can make it so dependable is the evil god who has never really shown his face.

The evil god... Will it appear here?

As if in response to her doubts, the whole building trembled violently unexpectedly.

With a "click", the broadcast sounded again.

It's still the cheerful and joyful ballad, with the crisp and lively child voice accompanied by the beautiful music, long and melodious, occasionally overflowing with a chuckle of unknown meaning.

"I have a bad feeling."

It's obviously a quick and light style, but listening to it now, it makes people feel dreadful.

Standing beside Bai Shuangxing, Shen Chan couldn't help shivering, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the big boss in this white night is coming."

As soon as the words fell, every corner in all directions suddenly trembled!

The sound of the radio became more and more violent and faster, like thousands of people screaming loudly in their ears.

Bai Shuangxing tried his best to calm down, his mind was buzzing.

The first thing felt was an unspeakable coercion.

It was as if a boulder had been pressed against her chest, making her unable to breathe, followed by a heavy and invisible force that spread rapidly towards her limbs, binding her entire body.

The cold air seemed to be able to freeze the blood, and the chill was born from the back and gradually spread, as if countless worms were crawling in the blood vessels, bringing numb itching to the scalp.

He has come.

This time, compared to Baijia Street and Xinghua No. 1 Middle School, his power is much more terrifying.

The ghosts who were struggling to escape stopped for a moment, their eyes were empty and lifeless, and they stopped crying and begging for mercy.

The souls of the victims froze, like puppets pulled by silk threads, twisting their stiff and dry limbs, looking at the corridor outside the studio hall.

On the other side of the corridor, facing the studio, was a quiet room.

There was no wind and no one around, but the door suddenly opened, making a soft creaking sound.

The laughter on the radio became more harsh, and when the door opened, it suddenly fell silent.

This space was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

When Bai Shuangxing looked up, through the flickering lights, he saw an all-too-familiar statue——

No, the one in the room can no longer be called a "statue".

Although it was still covered with a piece of red cloth, the specific appearance could not be seen, but through the bottom part where the cloth was exposed, Bai Shuangxing could see the soles of His feet.

There are many tentacles gathered there, similar to octopus tentacles, or other deep sea monsters.

Between the tentacles, there were human hands and legs, pale and distorted, bloodless, slowly squirming along with the tentacles, reminding her of silk threads swaying in the air.

It is not made of steel, stone, gold or silver. What is exposed to Baishuangxing now is a real body of flesh and blood.

In the long silence of the live broadcast room, the first barrage floated by.

"This is... God?"

Immediately afterwards, more and more passionate exclamations filled the screen:

"It really is Him!!! We are saved!!!"

"There is no end to ghosts!!!"

"Believe in my lord, praise my lord! Please tear this group of human beings into pieces!"

"Blood flows into rivers! Hahahahaha blood flows into rivers!"

"This thing..."

The sense of fear lingered, Shen Chan's heart trembled, her voice trembled slightly: "It can't be the body of the evil god, right?"

"Not at all."

Shura frowned: "Each god can divide a part of the soul fragments as so-called 'clones'. This white night has gathered too much fear and resentment, and for him, it is an excellent place to obtain food."

The beliefs of the believers have attracted the attention of the evil gods.

In order to better feel the despair of human beings when they are dying and gain strength, He stripped off a small piece of soul fragment and placed it here.

It is in line with the behavior of that "god".

"Then," Shen Chan swallowed, "what should we do now?"

"Bai Frost has expanded the realm of the God of Light, and to a certain extent, it has suppressed His pollution to you."

Shura's expression was slightly restrained, and his eyes showed vigilance.

As a god, he couldn't understand the strength of evil gods.

"This is just a small piece of his soul, and its power is far less than that of the main body."

The long-haired young man clenched his long knife and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You——"

He didn't finish this sentence.

The moment Shura opened his mouth, a gust of dark wind suddenly struck, and everyone present heard muffled, slow and cold whispers.

On the radio, there was a sharp and piercing roar like a sonic boom——

In the next second, Bai Shuangxing's pupils shrank suddenly.

As far as the eye can see, everything has changed.

The studio hall disappeared, and the people around her, the ghosts wandering around, and even the evil spirit not far away were completely gone.

Instead, there is an empty field.

The sky was covered with dense clouds, and above the dome hung a huge round dark red blood moon.

The moonlight was cold and silent, and suddenly, a dark shadow flashed across.

Her brain became blank, like a chaotic and mixed swamp mud, churning in her thoughts, making her bewildered and unable to think.

Instinctively, Bai Shuangxing raised his head and looked in the direction of the figure.

In the middle of the field, it looks like a round altar.

The area of the altar was small, and there was a cluster of bonfires burning in the center. The flames were dazzling, and something was burning, making soft crackling noises.

The ground of the altar is painted with circles of complicated and strange symbols, the color is scarlet, as if soaked in blood.

She always felt that she had seen such an altar before, it seemed to be in Bai Ye, in a small isolated village, but her mind was blank, and Bai Shuang Xing gave up thinking.

As if being drawn, she took light steps and walked towards the altar.

As she got closer, she finally saw clearly what was tied to the campfire——

It was a faceless man.

He, or she, was completely naked, and his chest was cut open with a bloody mouth.

The wound spread all the way down, passing through the man's lower abdomen and thighs, almost ripping him open, bleeding and bleeding.

This was an extremely bloody scene, Bai Shuang stared at it, but didn't feel disgusted.

Averting her eyes from the bonfire, she looked to the other side.

Outside the altar, human shadows are crawling.

They were devout and focused, and in the dark night, bathed in the blood-like moonlight, they whispered in their mouths.

Each shadow is infinitely elongated, reminding her of a bent longbow, quiet and murderous.

Sensing her arrival, several believers suddenly raised their heads and met Bai Shuangxing's eyes.

They didn't speak, but Bai Shuangxing heard whispers ringing in their ears.

"Come on."

"Come and join us."

"Believe in him, believe in our God."

"Praise my Lord!"

The back of his head was aching, and Bai Shuang was about to repeat their words reflexively:

"Believe in... him?"

"There is too much suffering in the world."

The leading man stared at her with a blank expression: "Only God can free you."

"It's human nature to be ugly."

The woman beside him didn't blink her eyes: "Haven't you ever been reprimanded and beaten for no reason, and you have never been ridiculed? Don't you want revenge? Don't want those people to die without a burial site and suffer forever in hell?"

There are more and more voices.

Later, Bai Shuangxing gradually couldn't tell who was talking to her.

"wealth."

"Lost lamb."

"status."

"Just a trivial sacrifice."

"revenge."

"He can give you—"

"Look!"

The man in the lead suddenly opened his eyes wide, and extreme frenzy floated on his indifferent face: "He is coming!"

With a heartbeat, Bai Shuangxing followed his gaze and looked up.

The blood moon was cold and silent, hanging faintly in the sky, and the last wisp of residual cloud dissipated from its side, revealing the complete shape of the full moon.

Only then did Bai Shuangxing realize that the moon was too close.

It's like clinging to the air, and it may be crushed down at any time. It is huge and vast, and it can swallow her in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, the moon moved slightly.

A sense of trembling swept through the whole body, Bai Shuangxing held his breath——

It turned out that it was not the moon... but the eye of a behemoth!

When he lifted his eyelids, the surface of the "moon" trembled, and the bright red blood vessels faded away layer by layer, revealing the turbid giant eyes.

Countless pupils are crowded in the same eye, like densely packed worms, bloodshots spread quietly from top to bottom, without sadness or joy, making people unable to see emotions.

The gods came to the world, and the hysterical fanaticism of the believers reached its peak at this moment.

The bonfire was crackling, and as a sacrifice, the dead man's legs were nearly scorched, his head fell into the raging fire, Gulu turned around, and opened his lifeless eyes.

Regardless of the burning of the flames, a woman ran straight to the side of the corpse, pulled out the bloody flesh and internal organs from the chest cavity, raised her hands respectfully, and offered them to the high gods.

An old man cried loudly, prostrated himself on the ground and bowed his head, muttering to himself, begging for protection.

A child laughed wildly, his scarlet eyes reflected by the flames, holding up pieces of meat, walked in the splashing blood, and chanted ancient songs aloud.

The black cloud billowed, and the giant eye fell silent.

The bloodshot knots on the eyelids merged into dark red rivers, and thousands of pupils turned in unison.

It was like lowering a heavy, breathless mountain.

He looked at Bai Shuangxing.

"Join us."

The leading man closed his eyes half-closed and folded his hands on his chest.

He said: "The gods will come to the world eventually, and by then, we will be the masters of the new world!"

Thinking freezes.

The gaze of the evil god brought unprecedented oppression, making Bai Shuangxing forget all thinking.

She walked slowly.

The world behind him is gradually blurred, reduced to a dispensable curtain in memory.

The believers in front of her smiled and stretched out their hands to her, looking kind and solemn in the bright firelight.

It's a wonderful, hopeful new world.

Faintly, the cheerful and moving nursery rhyme came to my ears again.

Bai Shuang walked towards the woman closest to him, and embraced her.

The louder the singing, the more intense the fire.

Broken flesh and blood clots were scattered all over the ground, and the corpses of the sacrifices were licked by the tongue of fire again and again, and the air was filled with a strong smell of scorching.

Surrounded by blood and fire, everyone raised their lips and smiled at the same time, and the scene was happy and warm.

Who doesn't love a happy family ending.

However, the next moment, there was blood scattered.

The woman embraced by Bai Shuangxing opened her eyes wide in shock——

A small knife protruded from Bai Shuangxing's cuff, and without hesitation, it pierced straight into her heart!

This is a scene that everyone did not expect.

With the knife in hand, Bai Shuangxing remained expressionless.

When the blade pierced into the woman's body, her consciousness finally regained some clarity.

……so close.

Almost fell into it.

Preparing for a rainy day is Baishuangxing's consistent combat thinking.

Before that, she had briefly fought against the evil god several times, and the one that impressed her the most was Xinghua No. 1 Middle School.

Bai Shuangxing clearly remembered that when she was close to the statue of the evil god, she was bewitched by the illusion.

This is His "pollution" of the human spirit.

After figuring this out, Baishuangxing made preparations early.

As a human being, of course it was impossible for her to directly resist the evil god's invasion. The only thing she could do was to try to stay awake.

When the door outside the studio hall creaked open, she kept silent, exchanged a small knife from the system mall, and stuffed it into her cuff.

At the moment when he was in a trance, Bai Shuangxing clenched the edge of the blade tightly, allowing the knife to pierce the palm of his left hand.

The pain was unbearable.

But because of this, when she was bewitched by the power of the evil god, only him was left in her eyes, and she was impatient to become his believer, something else appeared in Bai Shuangxing's mind.

The pain was too intense for her to ignore.

So Bai Shuangxing couldn't help thinking: Why is this knife in his hand?Why did she pierce her own palm?Is it to break free from something, or to escape from something?

All in all...it survived without any risk.

The pain in his left hand continued unabated, Bai Shuangxing took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Immediately took a step back, letting the woman's distorted corpse fall to the ground.

The back of his head hit the ground heavily, making a chilling bang.

The believers stopped in astonishment and cast puzzled gazes at her.

A crack appeared in the harmonious and beautiful new world because of her.

The sky trembled violently, and the giant dark red eyes frowned in displeasure. There were blood vessels in the eyes, and thick tears of blood flowed down.

It's like raining on the moon.

It was also at this moment that Bai Shuangxing heard a familiar voice——

"White Frost!"

Someone is calling her.

The scattered consciousness gathered again, and she remembered that it was Ji Fenglin's voice.

Can't stay here any longer.Must wake up.

I was in a trance for a moment.

Bai Shuangxing blinked suddenly, and saw the boy's worried face.

Seeing her regain consciousness, Ji Fenglin's tense back finally relaxed a little.

"How are you?"

After saying a word, Ji Fenglin seemed to feel something in his heart, looked at her blood-stained palm, and frowned.

Consciousness was drowsy, Bai Shuangxing shook his head: "Now—"

As soon as she opened her mouth, there was a cold wind blowing behind her.

Ji Fenglin was extremely fast, he pulled her behind him, and waved an exorcism talisman.

Bai Shuang turned her head and saw a fierce ghost writhing in pain.

"That guy didn't do anything to you, did he?!"

Shen Chan was not far away, trying her best to drive away the ghosts, seeing Bai Shuangxing's movement, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

She was not at ease, and seeing the blood dripping on the ground, she hurriedly avoided another surprise attack: "What's the matter with this wound?"

Bai Shuang said succinctly: "I fell into his illusion."

So... what's going on now?

Seeing her confusion, Ji Fenglin explained softly: "The evil god has awakened, and the strength of the ghosts has increased several times, and the number is also increasing."

"After that broadcast sounded, they started to counterattack, and you—"

He paused: "You stood still, Shura said, this is the evil god's pollution."

Bai Shuangxing nodded, expressing that he understood.

"This guy, it seems that he has a soft spot for you, and he is determined to kill you."

Holding a long knife in his hand, Shura slashed and killed several ghosts that surged towards him.

Even at this time, when he spoke, he still chuckled lazily:

"Among all the people present, you are the only one who fell into his illusion—presumably all the evil thoughts were poured on you alone."

The pollution this time is indeed much worse than before.

When Baishuangxing was in that endless wilderness, he almost couldn't remember his own name.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she looked towards the room at the other end of the corridor.

The light and shadow are dim, exuding a dazzling and psychedelic hazy color.

What was in this white night was just a tiny fragment of the evil god's soul.the real him...

Will it have the terrifying power that makes people dare not look directly and fall into madness like in the phantom?

The current situation is not good for them.

Li Gui's counterattack was overwhelming, and the victim's soul was suppressed so hard that he almost lost his wits.

And the few of them are also surrounded.

"Hey."

Shura retreated while fighting, and took a few steps closer to Baishuangxing: "Exchange for a knife from the mall, the long one, give it to me."

099 was puzzled: "Senior, don't you have a knife?"

It was opening its mouth, when it saw the young man move, and stuffed the Shura knife into Bai Shuangxing's still intact right hand.

"Here, you take it."

Shura glanced at her: "Ordinary knives can't destroy his soul fragments."

The implication is to ask Bai Shuangxing to take the Shura knife and chop up the evil god in the room.

"I have carefully observed that this is a very small part of His power. The guy's body is not in this world, and the soul fragments have nowhere to put it, so he lives in a statue of a god, unable to move, and the threat is not great."

Shura said in a deep voice: "Since you can survive his illusion, you have resisted his pollution, and getting close to him is not a problem."

Bai Shuangxing: "What about you?"

The long-haired young man raised his eyebrows and smiled, and turned his eyes to see the waves of fierce ghosts pouring in continuously.

"Someone has to deal with them."

He said: "Believe me, even without the Asura Knife, these bastards are no match for me."

Before he could explain further, Ji Fenglin who was at the side had already changed the long knife as he said.

Shura smiled when he saw this, and stroked his chin thoughtfully: "That's right, the juniors in the family are very good."

As he spoke, he took advantage of the situation and leaned the blade of the sword against Shura Dao to absorb some grievances.

In this way, even ordinary knives have a weak power to exorcise evil spirits.

Ji Fenglin pursed his lips speechlessly, and looked at Bai Shuangxing: "I will protect you."

Bai Shuangxing nodded, not forgetting to look sideways, and raised his voice to warn: "Shen Chan, be careful."

Shen Chan grinned, waved the amulet in her hand, and gestured OK to her.

"Sura Knife" is Bai Shuangxing's exclusive skill. When she holds the handle of the knife, she can feel the resentment and hostility contained in it.

Of course, there are also beast-like, unstoppable murderous intentions.

There are only three minutes left before the "Sura Knife" can be used.

It must be done quickly.

Evil ghosts are like waves, endlessly.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from the palm of his left hand, Bai Shuangxing lowered his eyes and rushed forward suddenly.

Shen Chan stood beside Little Xiu, seeing another fierce ghost attacking, she quickly raised the dark yellow talisman in her hand.

The number of exorcism talismans is limited, and she used them cautiously, when suddenly, she felt a dark wind howling behind her.

Before turning around, heard a howl of pain——

Black air condensed from Little Xiu's hands, like strands of silk, twisting like a snake, piercing through the ghost's chest in one fell swoop.

He is Shura's surviving soul fragment. After recuperating for this period of time, he has recovered a small part of his strength.

Although it is far from the destruction of the world in its heyday, it is enough to kill the ghost.

"elder sister."

The boy spoke softly, a little nervous and a little shy: "Don't be afraid. I will, I will protect you."

Shen Chan was taken aback, then chuckled softly: "Don't underestimate me either."

On the other side, there were many ghosts in the corridor, and one of them was about to pounce, when he caught a glimpse of the cold knife light.

The long knife fell, and the ghost's body and head were separated, which attracted the young man's disdainful sneer.

"Think about it?"

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, Shura looked at them, as if he was looking down on worthless garbage.

The long knife trembled in his hand, and his tone was laziness, raising his eyebrows: "Get rid of me first."

The incandescent lights flickered wildly, and the studio turned into a bloody purgatory.

The howls of the fierce ghosts were uninterrupted, Bai Shuangxing gritted his teeth, and beheaded several murderous evil spirits.

Ji Fenglin stood behind her, eliminating all hidden dangers for her. When he raised his hand, the ghost who wanted to sneak attack scattered into black smoke.

The closer you are to the evil god, the more serious the pollution you will be.

The previous illusion was obviously his limit. After being broken by Bai Shuangxing, the illusion weaved was not as good as before.

At this moment, Bai Shuangxing felt an indescribable pain and itching coming from his blood vessels.

It seemed that something was hiding under her skin, and she couldn't wait to break free. She looked at it inadvertently, and her right eyelid twitched.

The skin is swollen, swelling up into small blister-like bumps.The blue veins on the wrist burst out, the blood vessels trembled wildly, and the veins burst——

But in the blink of an eye, blood stained the whole body red.

And the things hidden in the body finally revealed a corner.

It was the wing of a moth, fluttering slightly, covered with weird and strange dark patterns.

Her body is the cocoon from which moths hatch.

Hoarfrost Walk: ...

It's disgusting enough.

Fortunately, she knew that everything was an illusion.

Seeing such a scene, although she would subconsciously feel uncomfortable, her reason clearly told her not to be afraid.

She wasn't so weak that she would have a nervous breakdown because of this hallucination.

...However, you do experience pain and nausea.

"It's an illusion."

Ji Fenglin also had the same hallucination, and said softly, "Would it be better if it's like watching a thriller sci-fi movie?"

It's soothing her.

Very inappropriately, Bai Shuangxing smiled: "3D stereoscopic projection, the experience is not bad."

The moth in the body spreads its wings and will come out, bringing fake pain.

At the same time, they came outside the room.

Shura said that evil gods do not have physical bodies, and soul fragments can only live in god statues.

In other words, once approached, He has nowhere to escape.

The situation suddenly reversed.

"???"

"Can't it? God can't be killed by them, right? A few humans..."

"As expected of Shura. Even with this state, we can block so many ghosts. Fortunately, we don't have to fight him."

"What Bai Shuangxing holds in his hand is the Asura Saber!"

"Don't underestimate the evil god. He must have a way to protect himself while staying in this house."

There are only a few steps left.

Bai Shuang Xing was about to move forward, when suddenly, a faint cold wind blew in his ears.

The target of the wind is not her.

Faintly aware of something, the ominous premonition was overwhelming, which made her heart tremble.

The gust of wind drifted upwards, brushing past her and Ji Fenglin... towards the evil god who was integrated with the statue.

Oh no.

On Him...was covered with a red cloth.

The evil god has the power to destroy people's hearts. When believers worship him, they often cover the statue with a red cloth.

Anyone who has seen His true appearance will suffer from spiritual pollution and fall into madness from then on.

Now he has nowhere to go, the only way is to lift the red cloth.

With no room for more thinking, Bai Shuang walked forward quickly with all his strength, but the speed of human beings couldn't catch up with the wind.

The red cloth seemed to be soaked in blood, when she was about to approach, a corner was lifted by the cold wind.

At the same moment, she heard Ji Fenglin's voice: "Close your eyes!"

There is only one minute left for the "Sura Knife" to be used.

When closed eyes, there was a long beard coming through the wind, tearing the peaceful air around——

The evil god lives in the idol and cannot move by itself.

But the tentacles and human arms on his body can soar into the air at will.

There are so many tentacles, and they have to close their eyes so that they cannot see each other's movements clearly.

Inside the Asura Saber, 099 also lost his speech.

As a fragile soul, just taking a look at the evil god made it tremble and be severely injured.

In this case, if you don't open your eyes, your heart will only be pierced by the tentacles.

Bai Shuang gritted her teeth, her long eyelashes were about to rise, and heard Ji Fenglin's hoarse whisper: "Let me see."

His voice was hoarse, and he didn't have much strength left, even breathing very lightly.

Ji Fenglin said: "You keep moving forward, I will take care of other things."

As soon as the voice fell, another gust of wind rose from the side.

Quite different from the gloomy cold wind not long ago, this time, Baishuanghang smelled a clean scent of soap.

It is obvious that the exorcism talisman alone cannot deal with the tentacles with entities.

Without hesitation, Ji Fenglin exchanged a long knife from the mall, and cut off a long beard that jumped up neatly.

As for the god at the end of the house—

He caught a glimpse of it, and his throat was fishy and sweet.

This is far from the pressure that ordinary humans can bear.

There was boundless severe pain in the head, which quickly spread to the limbs and bones. Ji Fenglin swallowed blood, and his tone was still gentle: "Hurry up."

Now is not the time to be hypocritical.

Bai Shuangxing held the long knife tightly and took the first step.

A tentacle was about to touch her body, but it was resolutely cut off by the person behind her.

In the illusion cast by the evil god for her, the moths in her body pierced the skin, the blood vessels shattered, and a strong stench overflowed.

Surrounded by the deafening nursery rhyme singing, accompanied by the pious prayers from ancient times, her spirit almost collapsed, making her dizzy for a while.

can't stop.

Bai Shuangxing bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to forcefully regain his senses, and heard Ji Fenglin's voice——

"Swing the knife!"

The Asura Saber raised accordingly.

The nursery rhymes disappeared, the prayers ended, and all of them turned into screams at the top of their lungs.

Bai Shuangxing firmly remembered his height, and the blade cut off most of his body.

Then there was a muffled sound of "boom".

The ears are at peace.

The pixel clown was stunned, and the carnival in the live broadcast room stopped instantly.

This muffled sound heralded their doomsday.

Now, it's really over.

Bai Shuangxing opened his eyes and subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Fenglin.

His eyes overflowed with blood and tears, and he seemed to be in extreme pain, with his eyes half-closed.

The lower jaw and chest were soaked in scarlet, presumably from the blood gushing from the mouth.

Meeting her eyes, he blinked, his red lips raised silently, and smiled comfortingly.

There were rustling whispers in front of him, Bai Shuangxing turned his head to look, and saw the trembling half of the evil god's body.

Its lower body is constantly wriggling tentacles.

Some were cut off by the monsoon, and filthy black viscous liquid dripped out;

Some are in the form of human arms, swaying weakly like aquatic plants. If you look closely, each hand has six curled fingers.

She had never heard the language beside her ear, but she clearly understood its meaning.

It was the Supreme God who was saying to her——

"The blasphemer...will be condemned by God."

Damn.

Bai Shuang raised the corner of her mouth.

"maybe."

The right hand holding the Asura Saber was drenched in cold sweat, and with a flick of her wrist, she raised the long saber.

Then facing His remnant body, he stabbed heavily.

"Next time we meet—"

Blood splattered everywhere, staining the white half of the face with hoarfrost.

The lights in the corridor flickered, and in her dark eyes, there was a gloomy color.

Bai Shuangxing told him in a low voice: "I will smash you to pieces again, so that you can understand what 'blasphemy' is."