Chaos Spirit Field

As Zhao Shanhe entered the mysterious gates of the Creation Tower, a rich aura of destiny washed over him. Before he could fully absorb its mysteries, he felt the earth shake and the sky spin, as if the entire world was collapsing. An extremely rich aura of destiny instantly entered his body, and then his vision went black, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

After about half an incense stick of time, Zhao Shanhe's eyes finally regained their brightness, and he found himself inexplicably emerging from the Creation Tower. He sensed the changes in the Chaos Spiritual Field and felt a little depressed. What was this? A slap in the face followed by a sweet date?

The Death Source God, who was sitting on the high platform nearby, saw Zhao Shanhe's dazed look and raised his lips slightly. He said jokingly, "Zhao Shanhe, congratulations! You've set the record for the fastest exit from the Creation Tower in history. That's truly remarkable."

Zhao Shanhe heard the teasing in the Divine Lord's words, and a look of depression suddenly appeared on his face. He said helplessly, "My Lord Divine Lord, this Creation Tower doesn't seem to be very welcoming to me. How should this be handled? You can't just count me as a loser, I'm aiming for first place."

The Source of Death Divine Venerable still had that playful expression on his face as he said, "You couldn't even stay in the Creation Tower for a stick of incense. According to the rules, you naturally lose. Young Master Feng, please quickly send someone in from the Eastern Divine Territory to complete the number of people."

When Zhao Shanhe heard that his eligibility was about to be taken by someone else, he said in dissatisfaction, "Sir Divine Lord, what about my qualification for the Yuanchu Secret Realm? There are so many people waiting to settle accounts with me. If I don't qualify, they will be disappointed."

The Source of Death God said with a half-smile, "Zhao Shanhe, can't the vast Eastern Divine Realm even secure two Yuanchu Secret Realm qualifications? How could Young Master Feng be without your place?"

Zhao Shanhe flew onto the platform. He smiled and said, "You've been playing Shanji for so long that you've forgotten you're Zhao Shanhe now. Shiya, I'll hold you and watch the fight."

Feng Shiya stood up obediently and gave up her seat. Zhao Shanhe plopped down in the seat belonging to the Eastern God. The God of the Origin of Space and the God of the Origin of Time turned their heads away, pretending not to notice. The God of the Origin of Death said charmingly, "Zhao Shanhe, my seat is also spacious. Why don't you sit here?"

Zhao Shanhe shuddered at the glances from the Death Source Divine Lord, and quickly declined, "Thank you very much, Lord Divine Lord, for your kindness. I beg your pardon, but I'm not worthy enough to accept your offer. I'm fine sitting here, and we'll watch the game."

The God Emperor of the Seven Deadly Sins and the God Emperor of the Heavenly Dao Sect on the viewing platform below couldn't help but frown. They looked at each other and seemed to have reached some agreement.

Zhao Shanhe felt a headache when he saw the Death Source God coming over. He said, "My Lord God, if you feel uncomfortable in this position, I will switch places with you."

The Source of Death God said jokingly: "Feng Shiya, move over there. Your husband is not yours alone. Don't try to monopolize him."

Zhao Shanhe looked at the Death Source God in his arms and said with a wry smile, "Lord God, are you trying to kill me?"

The Source of Death said coquettishly, "Zhao Shanhe, are you going to pull up your pants and deny it? How could I fall in love with a heartless person like you?"

Zhao Shanhe was furious. This woman was no good. To die beneath the peony flowers, even as a ghost, would be romantic. He decided to go all out. He hugged the Source of Death God in his arms, his hands wandering restlessly over her body as he said shamelessly, "Lord God, do you want to hold a meeting without restraint?"

The God of the Source of Death said excitedly, "As long as Feng Shiya agrees, I have no objection."

Zhao Shanhe said helplessly, "My Lord God, what on earth do you want to do?"

The God of the Source of Death asked curiously, "Just tell me why you were rejected by the Creation Tower."

Zhao Shanhe shook his head helplessly and explained with a wry smile, "Lord God, if I knew the reason, I would have entered the competition. The Creation Tower contains countless precious treasures. Watching them slip away before my eyes is heartbreaking. When we were discussing this, you carefully examined every hair on my body. What secrets could I possibly have?"

Upon hearing this, the Death Source God blushed slightly, and he spat shyly, saying coquettishly, "Pah, who would count your hair for no reason? Forget it. Who do you think will win this competition? I made a bet with the Space Source God and the Time Source God."

Zhao Shanhe pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "If I can participate, the championship is a sure thing. Among all the contestants right now, the strongest one has to be my third son, Zhao Yunfei. He should be the last one to win."

The Death Source Divine Venerable asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Husband, among the four supreme laws, the most powerful attacking power is undoubtedly the Law of Space. Logically, shouldn't Zhao Yunduo be the most powerful? Although Zhao Yunfei's combat talent is indeed very good, it's a pity that the laws he has comprehended are really lacking."

Zhao Shanhe quipped, "My Lord God, in the God Realm, the strongest being is Pan Zu, not you Gods. Comprehending the Supreme Law is merely a starting point; it doesn't guarantee invincibility. Everything in the world is constantly changing, and the outcome of a battle often depends on many factors. We can't simply judge victory based on the strength of the laws. Besides, Zhao Yunduo isn't the strongest contestant."

Upon hearing this, the Divine Lord of Space retorted, "Zhao, father-in-law, Yun Duo's strength has reached the peak of the Divine King. Is there anyone among these contestants who can defeat her?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and said, "I know you've put your heart into Yun Duo, but in terms of cultivation, she's really a little behind. Time Source Divine Lord, can I tell you?"

The Source of Time God frowned and said coldly, "Is there anything in this world that you, Zhao Shanhe, dare not say?"

Zhao Shanhe said jokingly, "You told me to say this, don't get angry. Among these contestants, the strongest one is my second son, Zhao Yunlong. If he wants, first place is his."

The God of Death looked at the God of Time and seemed to understand something. She asked curiously, "Husband, how many wives and children do you have?"

Zhao Shanhe pondered for a moment and said, "Including you, there are nine in total. You are the ninth child. There are currently four children, but it's hard to say what will happen in the future."

The God of Death said coquettishly, "My husband, I want to bear you a child."

Zhao Shanhe replied with a smile: "After we leave the Yuanchu Secret Realm, if we are both alive, I will have a child with you."