Chaos Spirit Field

After the Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor returned to the Seven Deadly Sins Temple, he could no longer suppress the rage in his heart and roared angrily, "Pheasant Chicken, Feng Shiya, Living Dead, you bitches, I will tear you into pieces."

At that moment, a beautiful woman in black appeared in the Temple of the Seven Deadly Sins. Her every smile and frown was filled with allure, and her voice was as sweet as a silver bell. She looked at the furious Emperor of the Seven Deadly Sins and couldn't help but praise him, "What a powerful charm! Seven-Colored Flower! Who has tricked you?"

Seven-Colored Flower was the previous title of the God of Seven Deadly Sins. Ever since the disappearance of the God of Natural Source, this title has been an insult to him, and few people dare to call him that. What is the identity of this beautiful woman in black who dares to be so bold?

The Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor did not fly into a rage. Instead, he calmed down from his fury, and his injuries were much lighter. He quickly bowed respectfully to the black-clad beauty and said, "Thank you, Lord God, for saving me. The Seven Deadly Sins will remember this."

The black-clad beauty said impatiently, "Seven-Colored Flower, you haven't answered my question yet?"

The Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor quickly replied, "Your Excellency, I just returned from the God's Palace. I didn't expect to fall under the spell of Feng Shiya, that bitch."

The black-clad beauty shook her head and said, "Feng Shiya doesn't have such great abilities. She can't arouse your inner desires. This person's charm is no less than that of Feng Lixi."

The Seven Deadly Sins replied with a bewildered look on their face, "Your Excellency, Feng Shiya is the only Divine Emperor in the Divine Palace. The rest are just ants. There's no way they can charm me."

The black-clad beauty was obviously not satisfied with this answer. She frowned and asked, "Qisehua, think carefully again, are there any other suspicious people?"

The Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor's mind reeled from every detail of his visit to the Divine Palace. His gaze flickered between lucidity and confusion as he spoke uncertainly to the black-clad beauty, "Your Excellency, my obsession may be connected to Feng Shiya's male companion, Shan Ji. However, as a man, and only at the Divine King level, I can't be bewitched by him. Could he be using some other trick?"

The black-clad beauty couldn't help but laugh after hearing the Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor's words. She slowly replied, "The art of seduction originated from the Creation Temple in the Yuanchu Secret Realm. Back then, that slutty woman Feng Lixi was the first to seize it for herself, thus making Pan Zu obey her every word. Men can actually practice that kind of seduction art, but the requirements for talent and appearance are extremely high. Don't even think about it, you're too ugly."

When the Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor heard the black-clad beauty mention his appearance again, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. This was the second time he'd been called ugly, and one could imagine how frustrated he felt. He didn't dare hold a grudge against the black-clad beauty. He could only silently blame Zhao Shanhe for this.

This beautiful woman in black was none other than the feared God of Death in the Western Divine Realm. She calculated with her fingers and exclaimed in admiration, "How interesting! Even though my divine powers are average, I can't predict the fate of a Divine King. I must meet this person."

The Seven Deadly Sins God Emperor looked at the direction where the Source of Nature God had left and couldn't help but laugh. That pheasant had suffered a lot. He was seduced by a man. The thought made him sick. He had to find someone to calm his nerves. He shouted, "Come here, call Lust."

The God of Lust was deeply depressed upon receiving the summons. She bravely went to the Temple of the Seven Deadly Sins, and seeing only the perverted God Emperor, she felt somewhat comforted and quietly served him.

Zhao Shanhe was serving Feng Shiya diligently when he suddenly felt like he was being spied on. He did not stop but worked even harder.

Seeing this, the God of Death could not help but curse, "Those who cultivate the Law of Life are all slutty women. Are they really that comfortable when they scream so ecstatically?"

At this moment, a voice came to her ear: "If you want to know whether it is comfortable or not, just try it with me and you will know. I promise to make you feel like you are in heaven and the service will be thoughtful. Lord God, children's words are innocent, so just treat me as a fart."

The person who spoke was Zhao Shanhe. He was regretting it so much now. He thought it was some good God Emperor who was peeping, but he didn't expect it was actually a God Lord. Thinking about his frivolous words just now, he wondered if this was just an old man hanging himself because he felt his life was too long.

The Death Source God Venerable was not angry. She said in surprise, "Not only does he understand the laws of space, he's also proficient in the art of heavenly secrets. This is getting more and more interesting. When do we start? I'll definitely scream more ecstasy than Feng girl."

Zhao Shanhe looked at the playful expression of the God of the Source of Death and knew that today would not end peacefully, so he decided to go all out. He decided to use provocation to give it a try, so he said: "My Lord God, I heard that whoever defeats you will be willing to be your slave. I wonder if this is true." While speaking, he also launched the charm technique with all his strength. As for whether it would succeed, it depended on fate.

The Death God said with a smile, "Just for your courage, I agree. I will accept any competition you want."

Zhao Shanhe said seriously, "Your Majesty, my strength is indeed insignificant in front of you, but I am confident that I can surpass you in physical strength. I wonder if you dare to accept the challenge." There was a glint of cunning in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The Source of Death God replied straightforwardly: "It's a competition of physical strength. How do you plan to compete?"

Zhao Shanhe laughed frivolously and approached the Death God, saying, "You were really enjoying the game Feng Shiya and I were playing just now. How about we have a competition? Whoever can't help but call for a stop or begs for mercy first loses. My Lord God, if you don't dare to compete, you lose."

After hearing this, the Death Goddess snorted softly and said, "Who would be afraid of you? Let's compete. I will lose to you." As she spoke, she remembered something and her face flushed slightly. She cursed softly, "What a powerful charm! I almost fell for you. You little brat, how dare you have such an idea? You are so audacious!"

Zhao Shanhe said with a calm demeanor, "To die beneath the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost. I can finally rest in peace after verbally taking advantage of the Death Source Divine Lord before I die."

The Source of Death God narrowed his beautiful cold eyes, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Such an interesting toy, I must play with it carefully. Feng girl, I will take your man away."

Feng Shiya flew to the Death Source God and said, "My Lord God, Shan Ji is my Eastern Divine Realm's contestant participating in the Four Realms Competition. You cannot take him away."

The God of the Source of Death said jokingly, "Feng girl, your little man wants to compete with me and take me as his slave girl. I am just informing you, not asking for your consent. I trained the Seven-Colored Flower. If you can't find that slutty Feng Lixi, you can wait to be his slave girl. Little Pheasant, the Master loves you."