"There's something going on here, it's time for us to leave."
Ning Liu looked at Bibi Dong and nodded.
However, just as they were about to set off, the entire underground space suddenly came to a standstill.
It is not a physical vibration, but a kind of stillness originating from the legal level.
Everyone’s minds can still function, but their bodies are pinned in place by an irresistible force.
Xu Jiushi and Tai Tan's faces instantly turned pale. The soul power in their bodies was like the ministers of a king, trembling and unable to mobilize at all.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, as a ninety-ninth-level Ultimate Douluo, was in slightly better condition, but he could only barely move his eyes, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This pressure far exceeds anything he knows!
Bibi Dong's reaction was the most violent. The Rakshasa power in her body started to operate spontaneously, and purple-black air flow surrounded her body, trying to resist this power.
But with just a slight pressure, the power of Rakshasa returned to her body like a tide. The power inherited from the gods actually seemed too immature in the face of this pressure.
Space is being torn apart.
A dark red crack unfolded silently. There was no violent energy release, only pure and supreme rules appeared.
A majestic figure slowly stepped out of the crack.
He was wearing dark red full-body armor, the carved patterns on it seemed to be solidified divine blood. He was holding a huge sword with a simple shape, and the sword was wrapped with scarlet evil energy visible to the naked eye.
His face was shrouded in the shadow of the helmet and could not be seen clearly, but everyone felt that there were two eyes that penetrated all eternity, falling on them.
Just standing there, the core of the whole world seemed to have shifted to him.
"The successor of Rakshasa?"
A cold, emotionless voice sounded directly in the depths of everyone's souls.
The owner of the voice fell on Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, and she felt that the other party's gaze was like two invisible sharp swords, trying to dissect her soul from the inside out.
"Hmph."
A cold snort, like thunder from the sky exploding in Bibi Dong's spiritual sea.
"You are so brave to have tampered with my inheritance place."
The tone of the majestic figure was plain, but it contained the majesty of judging all living beings.
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and was about to speak, but the voice sounded again, with a hint of scrutiny.
"But...your mind still has the distinction between good and evil, and has not been completely eroded by evil thoughts."
"That's it, that crazy woman Rakshasa's vision is not that bad after all. I'll write this down for now, and when I get back, I will have a good 'chat' with her."
After saying this, Bibi Dongdun felt relieved.
She was a little stunned. This being seemed to be quite disdainful of the Rakshasa God in his words, and according to his meaning, he didn't intend to pursue it?
The majestic figure's eyes moved away from Bibi Dong and glanced at Ju Douluo beside him. His movements paused slightly, and his eyes under the shadow showed a bit of strangeness.
"The inheritor of the God of Chrysanthemums?"
He seemed to be confirming, and seemed to be saying to himself, "A mere flower god also wants to inherit the divine status? However, his divine position can..."
"It's quite rare. It's just one step away from becoming a god, not bad."
Ju Douluo Yueguan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
His inheritance as the God of Chrysanthemums, how come he feels that his momentum is much weaker when facing this person.
Furthermore, what is the strange meaning in this adult's tone?
Is it an illusion?
He did not dare to think too much, and could only desperately maintain his composure as an Ultimate Douluo.
Finally, that gaze, like two sacred mountains, slowly and heavily landed on Ning Liu.
For a moment, Ning Liu felt like he was being seen through.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, the Kongmeng Sword, and all the soul bones are invisible under this gaze.
But he did not flinch, nor was he afraid.
He met that gaze calmly, with a high concentration of energy.
He had already guessed the identity of the visitor.
Who else can there be besides the god-king who is in charge of killing and judging?
"It's you."
The voice of the God King sounded again, this time, it was no longer a question, but a statement.
"That breath of new life comes from you."
Ning Liu's heart skipped a beat.
He did not expect that just letting the imitation Shura Sword evolve would directly lead to the arrival of the original god.
Although this should be just an incarnation of divine thoughts, the power contained in it cannot be competed by ordinary people.
“Junior Ning Liu, I have met Lord Shura God.”
Ning Liu was neither humble nor arrogant, he bowed slightly and saluted.
"Oh? Do you recognize me?"
There was a slight fluctuation in God Shura's voice for the first time.
"He is in charge of the killings in the world and judges the sins of the world. Apart from Lord Shura God, I cannot think of another person with such majesty."
Ning Liu said calmly.
"It's interesting." The eyes under Shura God's helmet seemed to flicker,
"Words are meaningless in the face of absolute power. Take it out."
He didn't say what it was, but Ning Liu knew it.
He took a deep breath and thought.
Hum——
A clear sword cry resounded throughout the space.
The long sword, as deep as night and covered with dark red divine inscriptions, appeared in Ning Liu's hand.
The moment this sword appeared, the towering and motionless body of God Shura made obvious movements for the first time.
He leaned forward slightly, his gaze shrouded in the shadow of his helmet fixed on the sword in Ning Liu's hand.
In the space, two breaths of the same origin but completely different began a silent confrontation and resonance.
One is the vastness and majesty of the God King, like the endless sea of bloody stars; the other is the sharpness and purity of the newborn artifact, like a drop of newborn divine blood.
「It’s really...」
There was unconcealable surprise in God Shura's voice.
"Using mortal iron as the basis and using the power of false gods as a guide, you actually stole a trace of the origin of God and reshaped the godhead... no, it was the sword style."
He stretched out a finger and tapped the Shura Sword in the air.
A wave of laws that mortals cannot understand instantly enveloped the sword.
Ning Liu felt the sword in his hand tremble violently, humming with desire and fear.
After a moment, God Shura withdrew his finger.
"Top-notch creation."
He gave an evaluation, with a bit of admiration and a bit of playfulness in his voice.
"Its origin is pure to the extreme, even surpassing the initial state when I forged the Shura Demonic Sword. Although it is still very weak now, its potential... is limitless."
Hearing this, everyone present, including Bibi Dong, took a breath.
The initial state of the Sword Beyond the God King?
What a terrifying evaluation this is!
"You are very interesting." God Shura's eyes returned to Ning Liu,
"There are too many variables in you. I can't see clearly, but it seems..."
"Those related to time and space, destiny, and... those that do not belong to this world."
Ning Liu's heart sank.
"However, rules are rules."
The Shura myth changed. "In your own way, you gained the recognition of Shura's divine power and forged this sword. In a sense, it is yours." It has long been integrated with my soul, and your sword also has an independent sword soul. "
"This is absolutely impossible."
God Shura seemed to be thinking, and the atmosphere in the entire space became solemn.
After a long time, he slowly spoke:
"This may be an accident of the rules of the universe, or it may be a deliberate arrangement of a certain existence. But in any case, things have happened. "
"This sword can now be called a real "artifact". If it can be nourished by my divine power, given time, it may not be able to grow into a "super artifact" that can keep pace with the Shura Demon Sword in my hand."
Super artifact!
The artifact is already a legendary existence.
And super artifacts are rare in the entire God Realm!
The sword in Ning Liu's hand actually has such potential?
Ning Liu himself was also shocked, but he quickly calmed down. He knew that what the God King said was by no means a simple compliment.
"What do you want me to say, sir?" he asked in a deep voice.
"It's very simple." God Shura's voice regained its original coldness and majesty,
"Since this sword was born within the realm of my divine authority, I cannot let it wander outside and become an uncontrollable variable."
"From today on, you will become my "Chosen One"."