295: Disgusting things

Chu Feng heard the System's reminder and looked towards the Supreme Realm again.

As time passed, the power of the Hongmeng Great Dao attacking Ji Xianzi grew stronger and stronger; the sky-filling colorful river pressed down on Ji Xianzi, leaving her with no means to resist, forcing her to retreat step by step.

Her Domain collapsed, her treasures shattered; any method seemed pale and ridiculous in front of a Great Dao.

In just a few breaths, Ji Xianzi had already died several times, relying solely on some last-resort methods to revive and hold on.

Not only that.

A branch of the colorful river diverged and fell towards the location where Wanderer Bitter had just perished.

Dense divine light scattered on the spot, resurrecting the Peak Heavenly God monk and guiding him to attack Ji Xianzi again.

Apparently, with him not showing up for so long, the Hongmeng Great Dao's patience was wearing thin, and its beating of Ji Xianzi was becoming increasingly severe; she would undoubtedly die within ten minutes.

"amitabha, you extremely wicked Demon Servant, quickly summon your demon seed and accept salvation!"

"This humble monk is willing to chant the Great Sutra of Rebirth for you after your death, helping you enter the Immeasurable Purgatory, never to reincarnate."

Hearing Wanderer Bitter's calm and serene voice,

Ji Xianzi gritted her teeth, her eyes gradually losing focus.

She wasn't afraid of death.

But she couldn't believe that one day, she would die at the hands of the Hongmeng Great Dao!

At this moment, scenes rolled before Ji Xianzi's eyes like a revolving lantern.

She seemed to have returned in that instant to the tiny desolate star where she was born; the air was very cold, so cold that even breathing caused a stinging sensation.

All around was desolation, a sea of corpses and blood.

She looked around, running forward desperately and stumbling.

This was an apocalypse, where all living beings perished; her parents and kin were all slaughtered by the Nine Nether Great Demons.

The young her was also about to be killed by the Nine Nether Great Demons, becoming the last lingering soul of the desolate star.

It was at this critical juncture that a light suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was a long blade like thunder.

The blade body was like cold iron, emitting a terrifying killing intent.

She raised her hand, and the blade appeared in her weak, blood-soaked palm.

A supreme power emerged from her Physical Body; thunder, like a python, raged across billions, shattering the darkness and annihilating all the Nine Nether Great Demons on the entire desolate star.

That tiny, young figure gradually faded away.

Ji Xianzi bit her swollen lips, and trickling blood flowed down, flowing onto her collarbone, flowing into the starry sky, blossoming in dots.

She looked at the approaching colorful river, seemingly relieved as she let go of her hands.

Many years later, she learned that this thunderous long blade was called a Protagonist Trait.

It was a special existence that only Heavenly Mandate Protagonists blessed by the Hongmeng Great Dao could Awaken.

From then on, she became the purest believer of the Hongmeng Great Dao; without the Protagonist Trait, that tiny desolate star, her homeland, would have been completely destroyed.

She hated the Nine Nether Great Demons, and even more, she hated the evil villains who created the Nine Nether Great Demons!

The colorful river water was dazzling and violent.

Ji Xianzi's scattered eyes slowly closed.

Without the Protagonist Trait, she wouldn't have made it to today.

Now, let it all be returned to the Hongmeng Great Dao.

The moment the colorful long river covered her, she softly said, "I am not a villain."

Buzz, buzz.

As her words fell, dense purple-black Devilish Qi erupted around Ji Xianzi's figure.

Her figure suddenly became illusory.

"Beast!"

"Stinking to high heaven! How dare you say you're not a villain!"

Ji Xianzi felt her body disintegrating, and hearing the angry curses of that bald monk, her heart felt heavy.

She opened her eyes again.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

A splashing sound came from her ears, and beneath her feet was the deep blue water of the Time River.

"I'm not dead?"

She asked subconsciously, her gaze falling on the handsome man in black not far away, who had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth and was looking in another direction.

Ji Xianzi looked over, only to see a screen-like image appear in the Void Realm.

In the image, the loudly shouting monk's eyes were unfocused, and he watched in horror as his body fragmented into pieces, each part turning into granular particles, dying on the spot.

The colorful river flowing in the starry sky waved its currents, like a brainless python, aimlessly thrashing and flowing everywhere, seemingly searching for something.

[You have slain the Heavenly Mandate Protagonist Wanderer Bitter. Under the blessing of fate, 70 million Destiny Value has been deducted. You used a Destiny Critical Hit Talisman, and this reduction in Destiny Value has an additional critical deduction of 51.3 million points. You have obtained 10 High Grade destiny treasure boxes and 1 supreme heavenly mandate treasure chest.]

Chu Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the astonished Ji Xianzi: "Great Negation Art."

"Although the Nine Nether Great Dao is trash, some of its methods are quite good, and they happen to counteract the Hongmeng Great Dao."

"The Great Negation Art can negate many things, including some concepts."

"I negated your existence, and I also negated his existence."

He pointed at the image, then at Ji Xianzi.

Ji Xianzi stared at him blankly; she naturally understood the meaning of these two negations.

He negated her villainous aura, which caused the Hongmeng Great Dao to lose its perception of her.

He negated Wanderer Bitter's Physical Body, so he died.

But... as a villain, is it appropriate for you to directly call the Nine Nether Great Dao trash?

The words reached her lips, but turned into: "Why did you save me?"

Chu Feng gave her a strange look: "You still have many uses. Where would I find such a good guinea pig if you died?"

Ji Xianzi: "..."

Are you treating me, this so-called Demon Servant, as a guinea pig to test the Hongmeng Great Dao?

It's perfectly reasonable, no problems at all.

Looking at her dazed expression, Chu Feng scoffed and casually threw a phantom image to her.

Ji Xianzi felt a familiar aura and subconsciously took it, looking at the phantom image in shock.

A powerful and extremely ferocious thunderous power surged out from her touch, erupting suddenly!

She looked at the icy long blade in shock, her eyes filled with turbulence: "Ten Thousand Thunder Blade??"

"How is this possible!"

Ji Xianzi looked disbelievingly at the icy long blade in her hand, a supreme dao artifact!

But that wasn't the main point!

The main point was... this was the divine blade she had always cherished as her life; after a life-and-death battle with Scarlet Sand, and being killed by a mysterious person, this Ten Thousand Thunder Blade was completely shattered!

After shattering, it was utterly gone!

And when she reawakened, a new Protagonist Trait had already appeared in her mind.

But now, looking at the Ten Thousand Thunder Blade in her palm again, her heart was filled with indescribable shock and doubt.

"Where did you get it?"

Chu Feng casually said: "Just got it by chance."

Just now, he had conveniently opened a bunch of boxes, and while he didn't get any strange things, he did get a few supreme dao artifacts, one of which was a blade that looked somewhat familiar.

This woman would be very useful for luring the Hongmeng Great Dao later, and she still needed some treasures for self-protection, so he casually threw it to her.

Ji Xianzi was incredulous: "How is that possible? It should have been destroyed!"

She firmly believed that there couldn't be an identical Ten Thousand Thunder Blade in this world.

Chu Feng glanced at her indifferently, ignoring her, and instead focused his gaze back on the image displayed by the Heavenly Mystery Array, his killing intent growing even more intense.

In the image.

After the Hongmeng Great Dao searched fruitlessly, it resurrected the bald monk again.

What an annoying thing.