Chapter 310 Easily defeated! Stripped of his divine martial soul cultivation, he rebuilt the divine beast, the Netherworld Spirit Cat!
The light in the sky finally dissipated completely.
Inside the main hall, only Tang San remained, slumped on the cold floor.
There was no one around, only the transparent light curtain above his head, which was still spinning silently, spreading his disheveled state throughout the myriad realms.
He closed his eyes and let the tears fall.
This time, it's truly over.
From this day forward, Tang San is nothing.
There is no divine position, no divine artifacts, no friends, no lover, and no family.
He was alone.
His hands were covered in blood, his mouth was full of lies, and his heart was full of scheming.
And then there's the endless regret for the rest of my life.
In the distance, Wei Tianchen's figure had already disappeared into the light.
His voice still echoed in the hall:
"Tang San, your trial has only just begun."
This time, Tang San finally understood the meaning of those words.
Because true judgment is never a punishment that comes from the heavens.
Rather—it is about living.
Live on to face those you have hurt.
Live to bear the consequences of your actions.
Live on, and watch as everything you took away shines even brighter in the hands of others.
This is the cruelest punishment for Tang San.
It is also the fairest trial.
The sky trembled!
"Here it comes again...here it comes again!"
In the peerless God Realm, those first-level and second-level gods who had just breathed a sigh of relief because of Tang San's defeat...
At this moment, their faces were deathly pale, and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably.
"Who will it be this time...who will it be this time?!"
"Please don't let it be me...please don't let it be me!"
Countless prayers echoed within the divine palace, but the heavens never responded.
It just spun coldly, the transparent beam of light, like the searchlight of death, rapidly moving through the crowd.
He swept past Oscar, then hugged Ning Rongrong tightly, his face deathly pale.
He passed by Ma Hongjun, who was huddled in a corner, his entire body trembling with fat.
As he passed Dai Mubai, he subconsciously clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white.
Although Dai Mubai had already been there once.
But even Dai Mubai himself wasn't sure.
This is the rule of the sky.
Although he is no longer the God of War.
But at least he's still a priest, if he's still chosen.
This time, they probably won't even have a chance to live.
Then--
Buzz!
The beam of light suddenly stopped.
It landed steadily on a tall and cold figure.
Zhu Zhuqing.
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
All eyes were drawn to the woman who was always silent and taciturn, like a shadow.
Zhu Zhuqing, upon feeling the beam of light strike her, froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
Her face drained of color at a visible speed.
First it was pale, then deathly white, and finally, a near-transparent, heartbreaking grayness.
"Me...it's me?"
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very soft, and her pupils dilated dramatically.
She instinctively took a step back.
And then another step.
Until he bumped into the stiff body behind him.
Dai Mubai.
She turned her head sharply and looked at Dai Mubai.
That once handsome and domineering face was now as pale as paper, but his eyes were filled with anxiety and heartache.
"Zhu Qing..."
Dai Mubai reached out, wanting to hold her hand, but the moment he touched her fingertips, he felt a bone-chilling coldness.
She was afraid.
She was genuinely scared.
Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that her throat felt like it was blocked by something, and she couldn't utter a single word.
Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the distance.
There, Tang San lay limp on the ground, like a lump of mud.
Just now, she witnessed firsthand the once high and mighty sea god and Asura god.
How were they stripped of their divine status, their divine artifacts taken away, and their lives cast down to the dust?
She witnessed Ning Rongrong's horrific state of being unconscious and with her divine core shattered.
She witnessed firsthand the pain of Dai Mubai being stripped of his God of War status and having his White Tiger Martial Soul extracted.
She witnessed Xiao Wu's disappearing figure with her own eyes.
And now, it's her turn.
"No..."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.
Those legs, which were always as firm as iron, were now as soft as two noodles.
"No...I can't..."
She muttered to herself, her eyes filled with fear.
She wasn't afraid of death.
What she feared was that if she lost, if she were stripped of everything like Ning Rongrong and Dai Mubai, what would happen to Mubai?
He has lost everything.
He has gone from being a high-ranking war god to a useless person who is even worse than an ordinary soul master.
If she also...
Who will take care of him?
Who will protect him?
Who will... stay with him?
"Zhu Qing!"
Bamboo Clear!
Look at me!
Dai Mubai's voice rang in her ears, filled with an unprecedented panic.
He reached out and grabbed her shoulders tightly, forcing her to look at him.
Listen to me!
Listen to me!
Dai Mubai's voice trembled, but his eyes were more resolute than ever before.
You won't lose!
You absolutely will not lose!
"You are Zhu Zhuqing!"
You are the Netherworld Cat! You are the God of Speed!
"Your speed is so fast that even I can't keep up with it!"
Even Tang San is ashamed of himself!
You won't lose!
You definitely won't lose!
Zhu Zhuqing looked at him, at this man who was once so arrogant but was now more flustered than she was, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
"Mu Bai..."
Her voice was choked with sobs and almost inaudible, tears streaming down her cheeks, one drop at a time, landing on the back of Dai Mubai's hand.
"If... if I can't come back..."
"Shut up!!"
Dai Mubai roared out suddenly, his eyes bloodshot and his voice hoarse like a broken bellows.
"You come back here! You must come back!"
"Did you hear me! You have to come back!!"
"I won't let you die! I won't let you lose! I won't let you leave me!!"
He has lost everything.
Divine status, cultivation level, martial spirit, glory...
He has nothing left.
She's all he has left.
If even she is gone...
"Zhu Zhuqing! Listen carefully!"
Dai Mubai gripped her shoulders tightly, his nails almost digging into her flesh, his voice hoarse as if he were about to tear his throat apart.
"You are my wife! You are the only person I have ever truly loved in this life!"
"If you dare not come back, I will... I will..."
His voice suddenly choked, tears streaming down his cheeks, and those once ambitious and wicked eyes were now filled with nothing but endless fear and pleading.
"I'll chase after them."
"I'll chase you to the ends of the earth, to the deepest hell, until I'm by your side."
"Did you hear me?!"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at his tear-streaked face, at this once proud and arrogant man who was now crying like a child in front of her.
She suddenly smiled.
Tears blurred my vision as I laughed.
"good."
She spoke softly, her voice low but more resolute than any vow.
"I promise you."
(End of chapter)