Godslayer: My Girlfriend Red Tassel

"Divine Ruins, Black Impermanence!"

"Divine Ruins, White Impermanence!"

The moment the Divine Ruins were activated, the training ground instantly became a world of yin energy, with dark clouds gathering and the blazing sun completely obscured.

Two identical crimson palaces unfolded behind the two of them.

It is the fifth of the ten courts of the underworld, the Yama's Palace.

The hall is built on a basalt base, standing nine zhang tall. Copper bells hang from its eaves, trembling silently. The massive bronze doors open in two, locked by demonic faces and fangs. Above the doors are the three large characters “Hall of Yama”, shimmering with a scarlet blood light.

Immediately, two figures, one in black and one in white, emerged from the hall and stood behind Chen Muyi and Shao Pingge respectively.

"Seventh Master." Shao Pingge turned around and greeted him respectfully.

The White Impermanence's real name is Xie Bi'an, and he is respectfully addressed as "Seventh Master".

Unlike the phantoms of the Forbidden Ruins before, this White Impermanence was a real entity, tall and thin, with a pale face and slightly narrowed eyes that seemed to be smiling. He wore a tall, pointed hat with the words "Seeing Him Brings Wealth" on it, which was very eye-catching.

He holds the soul-calling flag in his left hand and the mourning stick in his right hand.

"Eighth Master," Chen Muye greeted him in return.

Black Impermanence's real name is Fan Wujiu. He is short and stout with a dark face. He is respectfully called "Eighth Master" and has a fierce look on his face. His long hat has the four characters "Peace Under Heaven" on it.

He held shackles in his left hand and chains in his right.

The underworld has countless soul-collecting messengers, and these two are two of the ten great underworld generals.

Black and White Impermanence were of one mind with Chen Muye and Shao Pingge, and understood what was going on the moment they appeared.

Black Impermanence revealed a faint smile: "Heh! This is quite interesting. It's been a long time since we two brothers have stretched our muscles. Today is the perfect opportunity to have a good fight and satisfy our craving for combat."

Bai Wuchang nodded: "Very good."

The four auras rose steadily, intertwining and colliding violently in mid-air, transforming into gusts of raging wind that whipped the hems of the clothes of the spectators in the distance.

Suddenly, Hei Wuchang made his move, appearing like a ghost in front of Shao Pingge. With a "crack," the shackles transformed into an ink-black dragon, biting towards his neck.

To catch a thief, first catch the king. Black Impermanence uses shackles to take lives. Once someone is shackled, their lifespan is controlled by him. He can take away all of a person's lifespan in an instant. Once Shao Pingge is shackled, the outcome will be decided.

Several "Klein" generals watching from the sidelines simultaneously gasped in shock.

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent. If such divine techniques were used on them, they would most likely be instantly defeated, ending up shackled and suffocated.

Shao Pingge did not dodge, but instead activated the Divine Ruins, swapping Bai Wuchang's "mourning staff" into his hand. He lightly tapped the ground and launched it out, striking Chen Muye head-on.

Those struck by the mourning stick will have their three souls scattered and their seven spirits wandering away!

At the same time, Bai Wuchang suddenly waved the soul-summoning banner in his hand, and countless souls flew out, firmly protecting Shao Pingge in the middle and forcefully blocking the fierce attack of the ink-wash dragon.

"That's a bit of a scoundrel."

Black Impermanence hurriedly passed the chain in his left hand to Chen Muye.

"Well done!"

The chains behind Chen Muye underwent a bizarre transformation, splitting infinitely and intertwining with each other. They first enveloped him, then transformed into a giant chain skull with blood gushing from its eye sockets, carrying a strange, sinister power, and swiftly biting towards Shao Pingge.

"boom."

The mourning staff and the soul-snatching rope collided violently, but instead of the expected powerful and deafening roar, a chilling aura spread out like ripples, freezing almost the souls of everyone around them.

"Hiss." Wu Xiangnan, who was watching the battle, shivered and was speechless.

A few days ago, the captain sparred with him, and the two ended in a draw. Chen Muyi said that he used at least 90% of his strength and encouraged him to keep going.

Wu Xiangnan didn't believe it, thinking that Chen Muyi must have let him win back then.

I used a maximum of eight-tenths of my strength!

Looking at it now, it's not just holding back, it's like letting a whole ocean out of the way. Chen Muye, going all out, is ridiculously strong, and no matter what enemy he encounters, it's always two against one. This is just too unfair.

"Bang bang bang bang."

The battlefield was instantly divided into two areas. Black Impermanence wielded the dragon formed from ink and water, which surged wildly, while White Impermanence commanded three thousand souls to form a sinister formation. However, since the two had been friends for thousands of years, they had long since figured out each other's secrets. Although their attacks were like a torrential downpour, they were still evenly matched.

However, Chen Muyi's side gradually lost ground.

Shao Pingge brandished his mourning stick, lashing it wildly at the skull. With each strike, the bloody red light in the skull's eyes dimmed a little, and it seemed it wouldn't last much longer.

"Increase your mental energy output!" Black Impermanence urged anxiously.

"It's...it's burned out!" Chen Muye cried, struggling to stay afloat.

The difference in mental strength between "Klein" and "Klein at his peak" is at least three times. Shao Pingge, relying on his profound mental strength, is simply inhuman and openly bullies Chen Muye's relatively weak mental strength.

Black Impermanence's face was full of "what use are you?" expression as he watched the Soul-Snatching Rope about to break.

If that happens, Chen Muyi will be defeated without a doubt if he takes a hit from that mourning stick. In an instant, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled out an ancient shackle that exuded a sinister aura, pointing it at Shao Pingge.

This is the "Soul-Hooking Shackles." Once a mortal is bound by them, their soul will be scattered and they will be reduced to ashes!

"No!" Bai Wuchang was suddenly shocked. He took control of the surrounding souls, quickly wrapped them around Shao Pingge, rolled him up, and then flung him behind him like an arrow. He then stood firmly in front of him.

"???"

Shao Pingge was completely bewildered. He had just won after two more blows with the stick, so how did he get thrown back at him?

White Impermanence's eyes twitched slightly. He glanced around and found that Black Impermanence had already joined up with Chen Muye. The soul-snatching shackles were just a feint; they had no intention of using them at all. It was clearly a deliberate deception.

"Come again!"

White Impermanence, enraged, manipulated the soul array to envelop Black Impermanence. Thanks to the large amount of spiritual power input from Shao Pingge, it gradually gained the upper hand and suppressed Black Impermanence for a time.

"Chen Muyi, get ready to get beaten up. Let's see who can help you now!"

Shao Pingge laughed wildly, leaped high into the air, and cleaved Mount Hua in two!

……

Fengdu City, the eighteen levels of hell.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Chen Erniu frantically pulled the ring, roaring, and soon collapsed to the ground, half-conscious and half-dead.

"Crack!"

"Immortal, how about this one?" the jailer asked obsequiously.

"That's not good. His expression was too direct just now; he immediately looked like he was in pain, lacking that preparatory stage." Su Yan frowned as he reviewed the recorded video.

"I think before sharpening the needle, there should be at least a moment of inner monologue-like expression, like when you suddenly realize you're going to have to sharpen the needle, first you're completely dumbfounded, eyes wide open, mouth slightly agape, then your mind starts racing, brows furrow, and you're thinking, 'What's going on?' Then you slowly realize, 'Oh dear, I'm going to suffer,' and finally you look pained. That's what makes it exciting!"

"Immortal, there's something I don't understand..."

"Similar to... a gambling dad, a sick mom, a school-aged sister, and a guy with a broken testicle!"

"I think I get it, Chen Erniu, one more time!"

"..."