Chaos Spirit Field

It was a thrilling, exhilarating battle that shocked the many God Emperors of the God Realm. As they gazed at Zhao Shanhe, surrounded by women on the high platform, their former contempt and disdain had been replaced by deep awe. They couldn't help but sigh, "This Zhao family is truly a terrifying clan."

Zhao Yunlong stared at his new opponent, feeling an indescribable sense of melancholy. Losing to Zhao Yunfei before was frustrating enough; a true life-or-death duel between the two was a foregone conclusion. And now, facing Zhao Yunduo again, he was at a loss as to where to begin. Fighting was in the wrong, and not fighting was neither. This tormented him, a lifelong fighter.

Zhao Yunduo saw that her opponent was actually her second brother, Zhao Yunlong, and her eyes instantly flashed with excitement. She couldn't wait to say, "Second brother, I've been wanting to fight you for a long time. How are we going to fight?"

Zhao Yunlong smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying helplessly, "Fourth sister, if I win, wouldn't that be bullying the weak? If I hurt you, my father won't forgive me. If I lose, it would be even more shameful. Please forgive me."

Zhao Yunduo curled his lips helplessly and muttered, "Second brother, you and Mie Jiaojiao are truly a couple. When I met her just now, she said the same thing. Before we could even talk for a few words, she simply admitted defeat and walked away. This competition is so boring. I just got a bottle of exquisite wine. Can you chat with me for a while and let's taste this fine wine together?"

Zhao Yunlong was speechless. He had wanted Zhao Yunduo to admit defeat, but how could he say that? Looking at his sister's adorable appearance, a doting smile appeared on his face, and he said softly, "Okay, I'll admit defeat later. Let's chat for a while and taste your wine."

Zhao Shanhe, who was standing on the high platform, smiled with satisfaction. He said approvingly, "The second brother is pretty good. He finally acts like an older brother."

The God of the Source of Death asked doubtfully, "Husband, how can you hear the sounds inside the Creation Tower?"

Zhao Shanhe said with a wicked smile, "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

The Death Source God kissed her without hesitation, and the two began a war of words, nearly exploding into a heated exchange. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, it would have been a scene of unbridled outbursts. Zhao Shanhe finally managed to break free from his lust, took a deep breath, and said, "You're such an annoying little devil. Wife, even you, the God, couldn't hear it, so how could I possibly hear it? It's not difficult to deduce the secrets of the two God Kings using the art of Heaven."

Zhao Shanhe's explanation shocked the Death Source God even more. She asked doubtfully, "My husband, your divine power can deduce what happened in the Creation Tower. Even the Dao Clan's Tianjizi Divine Emperor can't do it." Then she turned to the Time Source God and asked, "God Hong, can you do it?"

The Source of Time God replied calmly, "It wasn't possible before, but it is possible now. The deduction technique Zhao Shanhe has mastered is truly incredible."

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, somewhat confused as to what the Source of Time God was thinking. He felt that things were out of his control, and this feeling was truly unbearable.

After Zhao Yunduo finished drinking, she felt a little drunk, her cheeks flushed and adorable. Through her drunken eyes, she said, "Brother, the God Realm isn't fun at all. I miss my elder sister and mother. When can we go back?"

Zhao Yunlong felt a little distressed when he saw Zhao Yunduo's furrowed brow. He gently comforted her, "Fourth sister, after we come out of the Yuanchu Secret Realm, perhaps we can go home. If we hadn't left the Three Realms in the first place, perhaps we wouldn't have so many troubles."

Zhao Yunduo's eyes were blurry, and she said with a silly smile, "Second brother, you must be missing your sisters-in-law Qiongxiao and Bixiao. I feel dizzy. I'm going to sleep for a while."

Zhao Yunlong looked at Zhao Yunduo, who had closed her eyes, and said, "What a silly girl! You have no sense of vigilance at all. Aren't you afraid that your second brother will turn into a bad person?"

Zhao Yunduo, feeling a bit tipsy, replied in a sweet and innocent voice, "Second brother, I believe that no matter who you become, you won't hurt me. Father said that family members should love each other. Some things are yours and you can't get them by force.

Zhao Yunlong waited quietly beside Zhao Yunduo. He fell into deep thought, pondering the meaning of Zhao Shanhe's words.

At the same time, the Time Source God's expression changed. He glared at Zhao Shanhe fiercely, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. The Death Source God and the Space Source God seemed to sense something and glanced at him almost simultaneously, their intentions obvious.

The Tiandao Sect's Divine Emperor, who was on the viewing platform, suddenly left, seemingly having received some order. Zhao Shanhe said mysteriously, "My Lord Divine Master, some things are already predetermined, and in the end, they are all in vain."

The already icy expression of the Time Source God was now even colder, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice. He slowly replied, "My fate is in my own hands. If Heaven destroys me, I will destroy it. Even if I fail many times, just one victory is enough."

The Death Source God's mouth curled up slightly, a playful glint in her eyes. She said slowly, "It's still unknown who will win. It's too early to say you'll have the last laugh."

The Source of Space God narrowed his eyes slightly and said seriously, "Endless life is indeed boring. How can I miss such an interesting thing? Life is a rare opportunity. Since there is an opportunity, why not give it a try?"

At this moment, the air on the platform froze, so heavy it was almost impossible to breathe. Zhao Shanhe looked at the expressions of the three gods, feeling helpless. He had only casually said something, but he had never imagined it would cause such a huge commotion. He must be more careful with his words and actions in the future. It is better to speak less.

At this moment, Feng Shiya's delicate body, oppressed by the overwhelming aura of the three great gods, could not help but utter a painful groan. Seeing this, the God of the Origin of Death withdrew her overwhelming aura and said calmly, "There's no point in us competing here. Let's enter the Yuanchu Secret Realm. Once there, we can each rely on our own abilities to determine who is the better of us."

The God of Space and the God of Time both withdrew their pressure. The God of Death asked with a half-smile, "Husband, how did you manage to remain unscathed under the pressure of the three great Gods?"

Zhao Shanhe said in a servile manner: "Wife, I've been oppressed by you so much that I'm used to it."

The Death Source God's face turned red, and he said coquettishly, "Husband, why do you say everything out loud?"

Zhao Shanhe said angrily, "I'll pay more attention next time. Let's watch the game. Wife, do you think Zhao Yunlong will win or lose the next game?"