Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe became more and more frightened as the fight went on, secretly feeling fortunate that if it weren't for the God-killing Spear, he would have been defeated long ago. As time went on, the strength between the two men gradually became equal.

The God of Destruction chuckled playfully, "To be favored by fate, you are truly a genius! It's a pity you were too greedy, exposing yourself before you even matured. I'm incredibly lucky to have harvested two World Hearts on this trip. This game should finally end here."

Zhao Shanhe secretly thought that something was wrong, and then he realized that he had underestimated the God of Destruction. It turned out that the other party had been playing tricks on him all along. Faced with the current predicament, he couldn't help but show a resolute look and quickly returned to the Chaos Spirit Field.

The God of Destruction didn't think twice and followed in. When he saw the purple Chaos Spiritual Field, he couldn't help but shout excitedly, "My luck is incredible! I never thought the Heart of the World would evolve into a Creation Spiritual Field. Now, a breakthrough to the Divine King Realm is just around the corner."

However, at this moment, Zhao Shanhe interrupted the God of Destruction's reverie. He said firmly, "God of Destruction, stop being so arrogant. This day next year will be the anniversary of your death."

The God of Destruction remained unfazed. Instead, he smiled and said, "Creator, you are so arrogant. Your strength is only at the middle stage of the Dao Realm, and your combat power barely reaches the early stage of the Celestial God Realm, which is already commendable. My cultivation is at the late stage of the Celestial God Realm. Even if I stand still and let you attack me, you cannot hurt me at all. Do not resist fearlessly, but accept death obediently. This body of heavenly grace is truly perfect, and I will definitely cherish it."

Zhao Shanhe said calmly, "God of Destruction, my greatest strength isn't my talent, but my divination abilities. Your strength is indeed far superior to mine. But you shouldn't have pursued me into this Primal Chaos Spiritual Field."

The God of Destruction replied confidently, "I dare to come in, so I must be fully confident. Use all your tricks and make me happy."

Zhao Shanhe said jokingly, "Villains often die because they talk too much. I will destroy you on behalf of justice. Chaos Stele Suppress, God-Slaying Spear, explode for me, Chaos Spirit Field, explode for me."

The God of Destruction suddenly realized that he was bound, and immediately lost his composure. He said in horror: "Creator, you dare to detonate the Creation Spiritual Field? You are courting death. This god will not play with you anymore."

Zhao Shanhe said calmly, "God of Destruction, it's too late to leave now. Not every Creation Field has an ancient stone tablet. I've earned it by being able to drag a god with me to be buried with me. Rest in peace."

The God of Destruction was out of character, no longer panicking, and said jokingly: "So this is the Ancient Stone Tablet, it's really a good thing. A top-grade artifact plus the self-destruction of the Creation Spirit Field, you are really decisive enough, even the King of Gods might be defeated in such a situation, but it's a pity that you can't kill the great God of Destruction. Thank you for the nourishment, I'm a little full." After saying that, he burped.

Zhao Shanhe didn't panic at all, as if he had expected this. He said, "Once you're full, let's get going. The God of Destruction also has his nemesis, like the demon."

As soon as the words fell, the God of Destruction's expression turned ugly. In his stomach, he heard Luo Hou's voice: "Zhao Shanhe, you... I hate you, don't you?"

Zhao Shanhe said with a look of regret, "Luo Hou, swearing is uncivilized. Don't blame me. It's your fault for not wanting to help just now. It's too late to say anything now. I've been a very incompetent father. I've never done anything for my son. I'll use my remaining energy to eliminate the hidden danger for him."

The God of Destruction said angrily: "Creator, you deserve to die. I will let you die."

Zhao Shanhe watched the white light coming at him. He did not dodge because there was no way to dodge. He could only watch his body torn into pieces.

With a deafening explosion, the God of Destruction and Luohou perished together. The final result was exactly as Zhao Shanhe had predicted. As for himself, he was naturally alive, but only hanging on by a thread. Ultimately, it was Zhao Zilong who took the entire responsibility, blocking the fatal blow for him.

Because of the Chaos Stele, Zhao Zilong's consciousness hadn't dissipated yet. He said, "Meeting your true form is truly unfortunate. Not only will I go to jail for you, I'll also die for you."

Zhao Shanhe said angrily, "I'll be more careful next time. Have a safe journey, fellow Daoist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zilong vanished. Zhao Shanhe looked at the scattered limbs and fragments on the ground, gathering them with his remaining consciousness and burying them in the dug pit. The once vast Primordial Chaos Spiritual Field was now only a square meter in size. If it weren't for the Chaos Stele, even this little space wouldn't have remained. After decades of hard work, he was suddenly back to the days before liberation. He felt like crying, but he couldn't. He had to focus on his future development and not wander around. He didn't know how long this slumber would last.

Zhao Shanhe planted himself in the Chaos Spirit Field and fell into a deep sleep. Zhao Zilong was only a clone, less than half as powerful as the original. How could he alone withstand the attack of the God of Destruction? Ultimately, it was the Three Talents Formation that took the brunt of the attack.

The Three Pure Ones were meditating in their respective temples, and almost at the same time they spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell into a coma. This was because they relied on the immortality of the saints, otherwise they would have been killed.

Lion City vanished under the attack of the God of Destruction, replaced by a bottomless abyss. Nuwa arrived at the scene, frowned, and muttered to herself, "Zhao Shanhe is really looking for trouble. Last time he poked a hole in the sky, and this time he's made a huge hole in the ground. How am I supposed to fix this?"

At this moment, Luo Tianshuang came over with a sad face. She said, "Nuwa, my husband has caused trouble, so let me, the widow, bear the consequences for him. Seal the Mountain and River Samsara Disk for me."

As soon as the words fell, the Mountain and River Samsara Disk appeared out of thin air, sealing the bottomless abyss of Lion City. The turmoil in the three realms was temporarily quelled, and the natural disaster gradually dissipated. Nuwa asked in confusion, "Hou Tu Niangniang, what exactly happened in the Heaven Beyond Heaven?"

Luo Tianshuang said, "Nuwa, there is no Hou Tu anymore in this world. There is only Luo Tianshuang. We encountered a guy who claimed to be the God of Destruction in Tianwaitian. Shanhe saw that he was no match for him and led him away."

Nuwa Niangniang asked, "How strong is the God of Destruction?"

Luo Tianshuang replied, "He's not inferior to Pangu in his prime, maybe even stronger. He will find the Three Realms sooner or later. The Abyss is starting to stir. I have to go and guard it. Farewell."

Nuwa watched Luo Tianshuang's departing figure with mixed feelings. Hou Tu Niangniang had worked so hard for freedom, but in the end she was still trapped in one place. It was really sad. Perhaps this was fate. Was Zhao Shanhe really dead?