Chaos Spirit Field

The God of Time has left. Zhao Shanhe felt mixed emotions. He gave his all, but in the end, he was deceived. He was even tricked by his unborn child. There is no way back to the Three Realms. Isn't that infuriating?

At this moment, a woman suddenly appeared in the room. Zhao Shanhe looked at the newcomer, frowned, and said, "Luo Yunxi, you almost squeezed me dry last time. Can't you just give me a break? I have a competition in two days."

The person who came was none other than the God of the Origin of Death. She cursed softly, "You pervert, what are you thinking? Who has thought about Hong Jinyun's conspiracy?"

Zhao Shanhe said with disdain, "Duplicitous woman, if you don't want to, why do you want to take me to bed? Conspiracy is worthless in the face of strength. This time in the Yuanchu Secret Realm, there is an opportunity to become a Divine Lord. Whether you can seize it depends on your ability. Why did you bring Shi Ya here? Can you let her go first?"

The God of Death said cunningly, "She scolded me last time. This is her punishment. I want to compete with you in physical strength."

Zhao Shanhe said angrily: "You perverted woman, I will fight you."

Three days passed and Zhao Shanhe walked out of the room. His face was pale and his legs were trembling. If Feng Shiya hadn't supported him, he would have fallen down. It was all because of the God of Death that he became like this. Facts have proved that the physical strength of the God King is indeed not as good as that of the God of Death. There is a price to pay for talking too much.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe's expression, the God of the Origin of Death said coquettishly, "My dear husband, I thought you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be so fragile. You must be more careful next time. I prepared some supplements for you in the Yuanchu Secret Realm."

Zhao Shanhe said angrily, "Luo Yunxi, if I die, you'll be a widow. Shiya, hold me up, this woman has no idea how to be gentle with women. You're the best."

Feng Shiya frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Husband, the word lust is like a knife, you are not a good thing, just go away."

Zhao Shanhe replied with a bitter face: "Shiya, I volunteered, you saw it too."

Feng Shiya blushed and cursed softly, "That old woman is a pervert, and you're not much better. How could I have been so blind to fall in love with you without caring about anything? Tell me the truth, how many women do you have?"

Zhao Shanhe replied: "Nine out of ten are the worst. I swear, I will never look for a woman again. The land of gentleness is the grave of heroes."

As time passed, Zhao Shanhe recovered a lot of his strength. In order to improve his cultivation, the God of the Source of Death did take too much from him, but it was better than last time. At least he paid for the prostitution.

The Creation Tower is located at the center of the divine realm. The tower is 129,600 feet high and has a total of 49 floors. It is said to be the natal artifact of the God of Creation.

Zhao Shanhe came to the front of the Creation Tower and looked at the huge thing in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh, "What a good thing, but it's a pity that it has an owner."

The God of the Source of Death asked doubtfully, "Husband, is the Lord of Creation still alive?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and replied, "Creation gave birth to all things. How could the Lord of Creation die? The time has come. I should go and open the Creation Tower."

The God of the Source of Death looked at Zhao Shanhe's back and muttered to himself, "Who is the Lord of Creation? And who are you?"

Zhao Shanhe leaped to the top of the tower. He stood on the seven stars and muttered something. Suddenly, a vortex appeared in the sky, and a strong aura of creation was injected into the sphere on the top of the tower.

As time passed, the bizarre, swirling vision gradually dissipated between heaven and earth. Zhao Shanhe stood up from the sphere and stretched. His pale complexion became more rosy. A complex light flickered in his eyes as he said with emotion, "I've finally repaired the loss of my original essence. It's a pity that this good fortune energy can't improve my cultivation. That bitch, Luo Yunxi, was truly cruel. She nearly sucked me dry."

Sitting on the high platform, the Death Source God's face twitched involuntarily, his brows furrowed, and his expression turned unsightly. He thought to himself, Zhao Shanhe is definitely doing this on purpose, saying whatever he wants. Next time, he will squeeze him dry and make him talk nonsense.

The Origin of Space God, standing nearby, heard Zhao Shanhe's words and said to the Origin of Death God with a half-smile, "Lord Luo, the Luo Yunxi Zhao Shanhe mentioned seems to have the same name as you. How dare he blatantly blaspheme you like this? He's truly audacious."

Upon hearing this, the Source of Death God chuckled playfully, a sly glint flashing in his eyes. He then said, "God of the Void, Zhao Shanhe is indeed extremely lecherous and audacious. Besides me, who else in the world would dare to call Luo Yunxi? Why don't you call me mother-in-law?"

When the God of the Source of Space heard this, his eyes widened with shock. Looking at the playful expression of the God of the Source of Death, he quickly turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Sitting nearby, the Time Source God felt a surge of emotion. He thought to himself, "My stepfather's style is truly wild. He's even managed to take down the Death Source God. What a wild card!"

Zhao Shanhe stood on the top of the tower and said loudly: "The Four Domains Competition begins now. All contestants enter the Fortune Tower."

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the gods all looked at the God of the Source of Time on the podium, because he was the one who made the announcement in previous years.

The Source of Space God said jokingly: "God Hong, your job has been taken away, how do you feel?"

The Source of Time God replied calmly, "Zhao Shanhe is your father-in-law, who dares me to say anything? The auspicious time has arrived, don't just stand there, everyone enter the tower."

Zhao Shanhe flew down from the top of the Fortune Tower and followed the team into the tower. The Lustful Goddess hesitated before entering, praying silently in her heart that she would never run into that killer Zhao Shanhe.

Not only her, all the contestants did not want to meet Zhao Shanhe in the Tower of Creation. After all, he was a being who could kill the God Emperor. Fighting with him was like hanging himself because his life was too long.

The Death Source God on the high platform said: "God Lord Hong, do you want to make a bet on who will win the first place in the Four Domains Competition?"

The Source of Time God replied, "Lord Luo, I'm betting on Zhao Yunduo. No matter how big your bet is, I'll take it."

The Source of Death God said jokingly, "God Lord Hong, Zhao Shanhe is an existence that can cross levels and kill the God Emperor. Why don't you consider choosing someone else?"

The Source of Time God replied, "Zhao Shanhe has a fatal weakness. He's too sentimental. If he meets Zhao Yunduo, he'll definitely admit defeat. If I choose him, I'm doomed to fail. I don't like losing, and I must win this time."