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No matter how cold-blooded or ruthless Zhuang Chengqian might be, the death of Zhuang Mingqi would still cause him heartache. After all, that was the only son he and Song Wanxi shared.

However, he was acutely aware that in the circumstances of that time, his appearance would not have saved Zhuang Mingqi. He knew the correct choice, and he simply made it.

He felt the pain, but he did not regret it.

The only choice he ever regretted in his life was the death of Song Wanxi. The White Bone Divine Being said he did not shed a single tear at the time, and he did not deny it. But at that moment, tears were useless, and he did not do useless things.

“Do you know what I hate most about you?”

‘Zhuang Chengqian’, facing those two balls of soulfire, never saw Him as a god, only as an opponent that must be defeated: “It’s how you always speak these provocative words without any emotion. You think you understand ‘people’, but after being a deity for so long, you have no idea what ‘people’ are!”

“You think you understand me?”

He unsheathed the Changxiangsi sword from his waist and with a casual flick, drove it deep into the ground.

He had had enough of the sword’s constant resistance, and simply threw it aside.

But rather than saying he had had enough, it was more accurate to say that he was simply eliminating all distractions, allowing himself to reach his peak state, to face the White Bone Divine Being head-on.

Because he had waited for too long, the fate he had waited for for nearly two hundred years, had finally arrived!

“Great as you are, do you remember…” he asked the White Bone Divine Being, “What day is it today?”

What day is it today?

Within the Inner Mansion, Jiang Wang frowned. He realized that he… seemed to have fallen into Zhuang Chengqian’s scheme once again.

Summoning the White Bone Divine Being to break the deadlock should have been his flash of inspiration, a stroke of genius. But Zhuang Chengqian seemed to have prepared for it in advance.

He had no fear of the White Bone Divine Being’s arrival.

Judging from his tone, the day on which all of this was happening was even chosen by him.

This feeling of being within the scheme with every move was deeply unsettling.

What day is it today?

The White Bone Divine Being clearly heard the question.

This day was not simple.

It was the third day of the first lunar month, the Red Dog Day, traditionally an ominous period.

But the White Bone Divine Being clearly understood that it had a deeper meaning.

Because on this day, He had set the day of tribulation for Zhuang Chengqian, the day of Zhuang Chengqian’s No-Life!

The No-Life Tribulation was His most powerful divine art, involving His divine source power. It could not be easily activated.

When the No-Life Tribulation appeared, there was only death and no life.

Even if Zhuang Chengqian was already a current-era Real Person back then, he would have had no chance of survival if he was struck by this art.

He was also very puzzled, not understanding why Zhuang Chengqian had been able to live until now.

Until now, Zhuang Chengqian had provided the answer.

He was indeed unable to resist the power of the No-Life Tribulation, or perhaps he had never escaped the No-Life Tribulation. His feigned death and escape, fleeing with a remnant soul during the No-Life period, were merely a form of procrastination…

Delaying the day of tribulation that should have happened nearly two hundred years ago, until today!

He might be unable to delay any longer, or perhaps he dared not give Jiang Wang another year to grow, dared not gamble on the day of tribulation next year.

But in any case, this was the day he had chosen.

In other words, the White Bone Divine Being’s arrival today was something that Zhuang Chengqian had prepared for long ago!

So, where was his preparation?

*Crack, crack.*

Two light sounds of bones rubbing against each other. The white bone skeleton leaped up.

He no longer waited for the power to accumulate perfectly!

Perhaps He could not, or would not, or… dared not.

A nether deity who had lived for countless years, changed His mind for Zhuang Chengqian.

But this was not a rare thing. Even such a great nether deity had been influenced by Zhuang Chengqian more than once.

His White Bone Divine Kingdom, His descent plan, had all been affected by Zhuang Chengqian to a greater or lesser extent.

This skeleton was certainly not the White Bone Divine Being’s true body, but it was also the strongest vessel He could use in the mortal world, a valuable accumulation of His countless past years, enough to display terrifying power in the mortal world.

Crossing the two realms, costing a huge price, to send this vessel to this ancient demon cave.

What He sought, of course, was not to vent His anger.

Or rather, He might not even possess the emotion of “anger.”

He wanted to truly control the situation, to sit in the “tribulation game!”

This leap was very light, but there was a naturalness of being integrated into this world.

Born here, grew here, walked here.

This skeleton seemed to belong to this ancient demon cave by nature, this leap was something that was bound to happen here.

Frosty light flowed on the bones.

In the cruel coldness, there was a kind of sacred praise.

Making people fear Him, worship Him, believe in Him!

Before He had even truly made a move, the body ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ now occupied was already unable to move.

He used great willpower to resist the bodily instinct to kneel and prostrate.

This mortal body with only the cultivation of the Inner Mansion was completely awed by the divine might.

In the process of leaping, the white bone skeleton’s seemingly slender and fragile bone hand gently closed, forming a fist.

The body ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ now occupied was completely restrained, “lifted” up, and fixed in mid-air!

Waiting for the deserved divine punishment, welcoming the destined death.

The skeleton fist was thrown out. At the same time as it was thrown, it had already landed on ‘Zhuang Chengqian’s’ face.

Making a loud, sharp sound.

‘Zhuang Chengqian’s’ head did not explode as a matter of course.

Because a jade-white palm, at the last moment, reached around to ‘Zhuang Chengqian’s’ face, blocking the fist!

Almost at the same time as the white bone skeleton threw the fist, the blood coffin standing behind ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ also suddenly opened!

A beautiful woman leaped out from within.

The Blood Puppet True Demon, which ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ had refined from Song Wanxi’s demonic body and Song Hengjiang’s divine soul, emerged from the coffin at this moment.

The Blood Puppet True Demon and the white bone skeleton, simultaneously ignoring space and time, collided around the body ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ now occupied!

At this moment.

‘Zhuang Chengqian’ could not move, being fixed in mid-air.

The white bone skeleton, which had leaped over, faced him directly, the skeleton fist that could not be fully closed, pressing in front of him.

But the suffocating, terrifying divine might could no longer advance an inch.

The beautiful woman was pressed against his back, her soft body sensed by him.

Slender and smooth jade arms, gently wrapped around his body, her palms facing outwards, blocking in front of this body’s face.

Her palm was receiving the white bone skeleton’s fist, the back of her hand against his face.

The touch was icy cold.

Yet his heart was burning.

No need to speculate, no need to be sad.

Song Wanxi covered his face with her hand, holding him in her embrace.

No need to look back, ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ could fully imagine the phoenix eyes, red lips, every detail, the curvaceous, breathtaking beauty behind him.

She was pressed against him.

She was protecting him.

She seemed to have returned, as if she had never left.

Had she never left?

At this moment of life and death, ‘Zhuang Chengqian’ slowly closed his eyes.

He felt a great softness within his heart.

Even if this tenderness was false, even if under the tender skin was a bloody and cruel truth, even if he himself was that bloody part, he still wanted to be intoxicated within it.

Even if it was very short.