I Am Not the God of Drama

The Furious Bai Qi

Jian Changsheng's black eyes contracted slightly.

"You're courting death!!"

Surging killing intent intertwined upon Jian Changsheng's body once more. The original black battle armor was directly shredded to pieces by the airflow bursting out from within his body. After a resounding boom, he resembled a humanoid black flame that tore across the sky in an instant!

Da'an kept his eyes closed and unhesitatingly raised his sword horizontally in front of him. The next second, a lingering shadow of killing intent flashed past him, and Da'an's entire body flew backward as if struck by a meteor!

Clang—!!

The killing intent long sword in Da'an's hand exploded inch by inch!

At the same time, the chain that had almost crushed Bai Qi's remnant soul also loosened somewhat, flickering faintly.

For a Demigod of the Divine Path at the level of the God of Slaughter Bai Qi, even their soul would be split in two after death. One part of the remnant soul would follow the principles of the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path and fall into the River Styx; the other part would be taken away by the corresponding Ancient Vault of the Divine Path and become a part of the Ancient Vault's foundation.

The remnant soul of Bai Qi in Da'an's hands indeed possessed a portion of the power Bai Qi had in life, but compared to the pure Path of the Soldier's will within the Ancient Vault of the Military Path, there was still a huge gap in combat power... At the very least, relying on the strength an 8th Rank special envoy could exert, he was no match for the boiling killing intent of the Path of the Soldier's Bai Qi.

Two lingering shadows, one black and one white, collided at extreme speeds in midair. The ultimate ancient killing intent almost churned the sky into pieces. In just a few exchanges, bloody gashes began to appear on Da'an's body, and the battle armor on his body became even more tattered.

"[Sword of No-Self]."

"[Sword of No-Self]."

Two monstrous sword glints clashed in the void. In front of this ability centered around killing intent, Da'an's sword glint wasn't even half of Jian Changsheng's. As a thunderous explosion erupted, a bloody hole was blasted into Da'an's chest, and he plummeted downward like a meteor.

The next second, a drop of blood flashed before Da'an. Jian Changsheng, his entire body radiating black killing intent, instantly appeared like a ghost. As the killing intent in the latter's black eyes flickered, his fingertip lightly tapped in the void.

Crack—!!

Pitch-black killing intent thunder erupted from the void, accurately bombarding Da'an's body!

Da'an subconsciously also wanted to use the Blood-Drop Spinner to escape, but the moment the blood on his body detached, it was directly vaporized into nothingness by Bai Qi's killing intent... Those black eyes looked down at Da'an, the gaze seemingly saying:

Fool.

Using my skill to deal with me?

With no way to evade, Da'an was forcefully struck by the black thunder triggered by the Thunder-Choking Finger. The arm wrapped in chains was directly turned to ash under the bombardment of the lightning!

Even so, Da'an's expression remained as calm as an ice sculpture, as if not a single trace of emotion would ever appear.

Having lost an arm, the chain still didn't loosen. Seemingly guided by Da'an, the other end of the chain wrapped around his chest, as if directly connecting to his heart!

"If you have the capability, then kill me."

"Kill me... and you can forget about ever getting your soul back."

Da'an said indifferently.

Da'an knew he wasn't Bai Qi's match, nor could he destroy his soul right under Bai Qi's nose. Since that was the case, he could only securely bind the two of them together first... That way, as long as he didn't die, Bai Qi would never get his soul back; and if he died, Bai Qi's soul would also perish along with him, and he still wouldn't get his soul back.

This move directly forced Bai Qi into a dead end!

"You!!"

Unprecedented anger surfaced on Jian Changsheng's face!

Bai Qi never imagined that a lowly special envoy of the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path could actually force him to this step... The edge of his sword was pressed against Da'an's throat, but for a moment, he couldn't kill him, nor could he spare him.

"Your Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path has countless ghosts, what does it matter if you're missing this one?!" Jian Changsheng questioned in a deep voice.

"The Ghost Path has the Ghost Path's order, and we special envoys were born to defend the Ghost Path's order." Da'an's voice remained incomparably calm. "Bai Qi, your era has already passed. Wanting to be reborn in this era is to defy the heavens! Even if I die and my path vanishes, I will absolutely not let you succeed."

Looking at Da'an's posture of facing death with courage, the anger in Jian Changsheng's heart rose even higher. With great difficulty, he had finally encountered his fragmented soul and found the dawn of resurrection. How could he just be threatened by a lowly special envoy like this?

"Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?"

"This chain of yours is a Ghost Path divine ability. As long as your Spiritual Power is exhausted, it naturally won't be able to maintain itself... I want to see just how long you can last in my hands?"

As Jian Changsheng's words fell, the sword glint in his hand flashed repeatedly, directly slicing off Da'an's other arm and then severing his legs. Amidst the splattering blood, Da'an was forcefully chopped into a human stick by him.

Jian Changsheng executed this set of movements as smoothly as flowing water, as if he had done it countless times before. And as he chopped off Da'an's limbs, Da'an's body automatically repaired itself under the power of the Blood Raiment, while his Spiritual Power was also continuously consumed...

No one understood the Asura path better than Bai Qi. Right now, Da'an's Blood Raiment would become his final death warrant.

Jian Changsheng gripped Da'an's throat with one hand, dragging this human stick behind him like a dead dog. Whenever Da'an's hands and feet were about to fully regenerate, he would unhesitatingly chop them off again.

Dragging Da'an to death required time, and Jian Changsheng's black eyes subsequently fell upon the River Styx not far away...

"It's the aura of an old friend from the Path of the Soldier... It seems someone has the same idea as me."

"Unfortunately, an era can only produce one Demigod..."

"You..."

"Don't even think about walking ahead of me."

Ancient killing intent churned in the air. Dragging Da'an, he vanished without a trace the next second.

...

A figure in a theatrical robe with black patterns on a red background rapidly shuttled through the ruins.

Almost at the same time, the sky above his head grew increasingly brighter, almost illuminating this dark Ghost City as if it were daytime. Without needing to look up, Chen Ling could sense a scorching sun gradually approaching from behind him.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Ling's eyes. No longer evading, he abruptly stopped and twisted his waist. The next second, his figure transformed into a massive red cloud monster, opening its bloody maw to bite straight at the approaching sun!

The red cloud swallowed the sun. That fireball illuminating the Ghost City disappeared bit by bit, and the surrounding city's silhouette was once again plunged into the night...

In a cramped corner of the shadows, two Spirit Serpents invisible to the naked eye were silently slithering.

Unlike that earth-shattering battlefield, the clash of the Path of the Thief occurred in an unnoticed void. Two Spirit Serpents, one large and one small, were continuously probing and biting each other. One belonged to the Silver King, and the other belonged to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling's Spirit Serpent was only at Rank 7, a size smaller than the Rank 8 Spirit Serpent controlled by Liulian. However, Chen Ling's proficiency in controlling the Spirit Serpent was obviously much higher than Liulian's. Therefore, he only appeared slightly at a disadvantage and wasn't entirely without the strength to fight back.

Just as Chen Ling was exchanging blows with the two special envoys, the collision of two strands of killing intent in the extreme distance caught his attention.