Chapter Forty-Six: Xia Gong Appears

The wounds illuminated by the light of the Colorful God are healing rapidly, and the speed is visible to the naked eye. The injured man's originally pale face began to turn a little bloody, and his frowning sword eyebrows gradually relaxed.

The old man in the colorful robe gently dipped a few drops of colorful liquid onto his face, and the injured man's closed eyes slowly opened.

The first thing Lin Yege saw after opening his eyes was the old man in the colorful robe, and he didn't panic. Because he didn't faint from beginning to end, everything that happened was remembered clearly. This gang has no ill will towards him, but that doesn't mean he isn't vigilant.

He struggled to prop himself up with his hands, barely standing in front of the old man in the colorful robe. Although he can't even beat an ordinary person with his injuries, as long as he doesn't reach the point of despair, he won't stop fighting.

"Thank you for saving the old man, dare to ask... Old man, where is this?" Lin Yege said respectfully.

"Village of Remorse. It is indeed from our village that saved you, but not me. The one who heals you is not me. So you don't have to thank me. The man in the colorful robe said with a dead head.

"Uh....Then can you ask me again why you brought me here?" He could feel the hidden terrifying spiritual power in the body of the old man in the colorful robe, and for a person of his level, he was completely capable of curing it anywhere. Why did you bring him to this place that looked like a spiritual hall?

"Little brother, do you think there really is such a thing as regret medicine in this world?" The old man in the colorful robe turned around and looked at the bronze statue of the flowing man.

"Theoretically, no. Reversing time and space with the two ultimate laws of time and space in time is just a return to the past. But the memories that have been engraved in my heart cannot be erased. Nothing has happened, and it can go back to the way it was. Lin Yege made this reasoned and well-founded speech based on several books he had read in the Shushan Building.

However, the old man in the colorful robe did not react, and his eyes were still staring straight at the bronze statue of the flowing man. While watching, he walked towards the bronze statue step by step. The scene in front of me is simply terrifying!

A hidden master who seemed to him to be able to destroy him casually walked towards the bronze statue abnormally like a demon. He faintly felt that it was not the old man himself who controlled the body of the old man in the colorful robe at this time, but the bronze statue that seemed to be floating out of the dust, but exuded a strange aura.

What is that bronze statue, and why can even the old man in the colorful robe control it at will?

Just when he was thinking nonsense, an even more terrifying scene appeared!

The old man in the colorful robe took out a sharp knife in his arms, stabbed it into his left chest, and then pulled it out hard. Hot blood sprayed on the spiritual seat and the bronze statue of the flowing man in front of him. The blazing gaze darkened, and finally became godless, as if the soul followed the knife that had been taken away without sucking it away. The heavy eyes of the old man in the colorful robe slowly closed, looking serene.

But Lin Yege couldn't be peaceful, damn it, if he saw an old man who looked at least a hundred years old, the wrinkles on his face were drastically reduced, and his skin began to fall off. Like a skinless snake, revealing the smooth and delicate skin underneath. You won't feel peaceful, but absolutely terrifying!

Moved, colorful robes....man, that's right, standing in front of him now was a man about his age. The white hair no longer looks dead and silent on him, but a kind of dust like a fairy, clear and unworldly, mysterious and unpredictable. He turned around and looked at Lin Yege with eyes that shone with colorful divine light.

"Xia Qi, aren't you coming out yet?Do you think that having the Seven Wishes and the Divine Blood Essence of Devouring Sun can cover up the disgusting aura on your body?" the man in the colorful robe stretched out a finger from his long sleeve and pointed at Lin Yege.

The space where the fingers wrapped around this colorful divine light passed was shattered, and the powerful cutting power of the space debris could not hurt the man in the colorful robe at all. The spiritual power on his fingers was not strong in Lin Yege's opinion, at most it was only at the peak of the sword comprehension. But how can there be a sword peak that can shatter the space, even if it is the sword realm, it is impossible to do it!

Just when his finger was about to press the center of Lin Yege's eyebrows, his finger stopped. It's not that it wants to stop, it's that another finger is in the way it is going. A finger burning with a white flame gently pressed against the finger of the Colorful Divine Light!

The man in the colorful robe withdrew his fingers and looked indifferently at Lin Yege, who was surrounded by white flames in front of him. At this time, the ice jade floor around Lin Yege was burned and melted by the White Monarch Flame. Ice jade is a kind of jade that can only be born after thousands of years of breeding in the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains, and its high temperature resistance is not even if it is molten slurry.

He knew that the man standing in front of him with a burning white flame was not called Lin Yege at the moment, but had a name that made all the gods tremble—Xia Qi!

"Lige, I didn't expect you to be alive. I was really surprised. But what is the difference between your way of living and dying? Relying on the body of a Sword Domain Realm, the time you can come out is too short, so short that it will be fleeting in the blink of an eye. Don't you think it's pathetic?" Xia Qi glanced at the bronze statue of the floating man with his peripheral vision. I don't know if I'm asking myself, or if I'm asking the man in the colorful robe.

"What about you? Don't you still give up the absolute god body, and are willing to fall into reincarnation forever! But the result is not the same, you can't save her. Even if you can kill all the gods, you still won't be able to save her. We are all the same kind of people, and in the face of eternal despair, we want that invisible glimmer of hope!"

There was not a trace of emotion in the words of the man in the colorful robe, but it was such a language that revealed endless sadness and unwillingness!

"Stop it, your accumulation of the ninety-ninth is still too weak. It's impossible to fight Haotian at all!" Xia Qi shook his head.

No one knew better than him the power of Haotian, a destructive force that made people completely desperate. Countless gods on high tried to rebel against him, but in exchange for a share of heartbreak and despair. The world thinks that God is omnipotent, without any troubles, loneliness, and death. But how do they know that God is the most desperate of people!

"And what if I bet on you? my beloved Lord God Slayer!"