No. 147 Death God's Reward

  Two mighty divine beings appeared in the space between heaven and earth, like sworn enemies clashing with each other, with no room for retreat once they made their move, shaking the void and causing the earth to tremble.

  A battle of this level has already transcended the realm of human comprehension, with each collision capable of tearing apart space and revealing the chaotic, otherworldly dimension that lies beyond, a truly terrifying sight.

  However, in this battle, the Death God clearly had the upper hand. His body was as solid as if he had walked out of the underworld, with a fierce killing aura surrounding him. As his long sword swung back and forth, the evil energy crisscrossed, constantly merging into his sword, making it even more powerful.

  Xing Tian was also very resentful, but a clever woman can't cook without rice. He could only passively endure the beating, and every time he was struck by Yanluo's scythe, his shadow would darken a bit, becoming even more illusory.

  "Xing Tian, you too will have your today, haha, our battles have been evenly matched for so long, but this time I'll let you taste the feeling of defeat." The voice of the Death God was extremely cold, as if it came from the Nine Underworlds, making one shiver involuntarily.

  He then raised his long sword above his head, stirring it quickly. In an instant, countless evil spirits rolled in, and the sky and earth suddenly became even darker. The sword, however, grew even blacker, and yet it could still be seen in this dark atmosphere.

  Just like the sun under the sunlight.

  At this moment, it was like a bottomless pit, frantically devouring the surrounding aura of death, and bursts of power that exceeded human categories erupted out, as if to pierce through the sky.

  "Hmph." Xing Tian let out another cold snort, and the illusory figure that had become vague once again solidified. His face showed no fear as he swung down his massive axe with a loud crash, unleashing a burst of energy that rose up like a sun.

  At the same time, all the killing aura within a radius of ten miles seemed to melt away like ice in sunlight, disappearing into nothingness.

  "It's useless." The Grim Reaper was calm and confident, the long sword in his hand had fully taken shape, with runes flashing on it, containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, the laws of the Great Way. Heaven and earth seemed to be oppressed at this moment, trembling slightly, not daring to make a sound.

  He then slowly swung his long sword down, colliding with Xing Tian's giant axe. Almost in an instant, Xing Tian's giant axe was cut into two segments. The remaining force did not diminish and directly chopped Xing Tian's shadow to pieces.

  "Ah!" A helpless roar fell from the vastness, but it was already too late to turn back. In the end, Xingtian's figure completely dissipated and disappeared between heaven and earth.

  "Haha, refreshing." The Death God's mood seemed to be very pleased, and he looked down at Zifeng, saying: "You're not bad, extremely not bad. This sword will serve as a reward for you."

  As he spoke, the Death God tossed the long sword in his hand to the side of Zifeng. The enormous sword, which was as large as a small mountain, instantly shrunk and transformed into an ordinary black long sword.

  The body of the god of death slowly dissipated, and the evil spirit regained its freedom, filling the empty space within a radius of ten miles.

  Zi Feng stared blankly at the sword stuck in front of him, everything seemed like a dream, so unreal. If it weren't for this sword left behind, he really wouldn't dare believe what had just happened.

  Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and instantly he felt the unusualness of this sword.

  "This is the scythe of the god of death, filled with the breath of death. And as he grasped this scythe, the ominous energy around him suddenly became gentle, as if it had seen its superior."

  He stirred in his heart, and the surrounding killing intent swarmed in, transforming into thousands of flying swords that seemed to be substantial, swirling in the void.

  "It seems that today's loser is still you." Qi Feng was in a great mood at this moment, originally he thought he would lose to Ye Kuang, but unexpectedly things took a huge turn.

  Since you previously said I would definitely die, I'll return those words to you.

  As soon as Zhi Feng's voice fell, the flying sword suspended in mid-air moved simultaneously, its target being Ye Kuang who was lying there with a tired expression.

  "Don't kill my brother." Ye Mei was shocked, but Qi Feng would spare him because of her, a joke, the long sword in the sky suddenly accelerated.

  But just as Zifeng's blow was about to hit Ye Kuang's body, a flash of blood light suddenly flashed on his body, and then his figure disappeared from the spot.

  After the Night Crazy appeared again, he came directly to Ye Mei's side, grabbed Ye Mei and another snow light flashed by, and together with Ye Mei, they all disappeared in the sky.

  "Huh?" Qi Feng furrowed his brow, discovering that Ye Kuang's aura had completely vanished.

  "What kind of secret technique is this, to actually be able to escape my lockdown?" Qi Feng was secretly shocked, knowing that he held the Sword of the God of Death and controlled the malignant energy in a corner of the sky and earth. This malignant energy was like his eyes, as long as it was within this range, everything would not be able to escape his surveillance.

  But they had vanished, apparently having escaped from their own controlled area, which was beyond his imagination.

  "Never mind, I'll get rid of him later." Zhi Feng felt a little sorry, but there was nothing he could do about it. He then turned his attention to Yun Liang.

  "Yun Liang, we meet again." Qi Feng said with a smile.

  "Yes, yes... " Yun Liang felt a little scared, this time probably no one would save him.

  "Speak up, how do you want to die." Qi Feng won't let this guy off, previously several times he had narrowly escaped, this time Qi Feng won't give him any more chances.

  "Master, Master's brother, I beg of you, don't kill me, I don't want to die. As long as you let me go, I guarantee that from now on, I won't provoke you again." Yun Liang was thoroughly frightened this time.

  "Don't you want to die? Did I ever think of dying?! When you plotted against me back then, did you ever consider my feelings?" Qi Feng asked.

  "This..." Yun Liang was speechless, he really did regret it. If only he hadn't provoked him in the first place, he wouldn't have had to die either.

  "Alright, it's over." Qifeng's heart stirred, and the deathly aura in the sky transformed into a pitch-black palm that slapped downwards.

  "No, don't kill me, I know how to get out of here." Yun Liang knew that Qi Feng would not let him go, he had to save himself.

  "Oh?" Zhi Feng was taken aback, and the palm in the sky also came to a halt. "Do you know how to leave this place?"

  "Yes, yes, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you how to get out of here. Otherwise, you can stay here and keep me company in my grave." Yun Liang saw Qi Feng stop, his heart relaxed a little, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat, this was the first time he had been so close to death.

  "Do you want to threaten me?" Qi Feng's eyes widened in extreme anger.

  "I'm not threatening you, I just want to survive. If you don't let me live, then I'll die with you." Yun Liang knew this was his only hope, he had to hold on tight and not let go.