Chapter 1345 - 1002 The Arrival of the Final Battle (Dear readers, do you have monthly tickets? Please support us)

Chapter 1345: Chapter 1002 The Arrival of the Final Battle (Dear readers, do you have monthly tickets? Please support us)

The Witch God, imprisoned for three thousand years, has never been idle. Over the years, whether through schemes or straightforward plans, he constantly preserved his power. Even though his power was continuously diminished within the sealed Divine Statue, he always managed to reclaim some elsewhere.

So, even though he has not yet fused his Divine Sense, his power is unquestionable.

"Bald monk, are you going to hand it over or not?"

Hidden within the black robe, Xunyang gritted his teeth and asked Liao Kong.

"You... if you want it, then... take it yourself!"

Liao Kong’s face flushed with blood; the Buddhist Dharma was no match for Witchcraft, but he still prided himself as the righteous path, unwilling to retreat even an inch.

"There’s something off about Xunyang! His strength seems formidable. He’s an Evil God; why doesn’t he just kill Liao Kong and seize the Divine Sense?"

Princess Lianchun suddenly felt something was amiss.

Xiaosuisui squinted his eyes and, after using his Mind Reading, explained, "His actual strength isn’t that formidable anymore, at most he could defeat three Grand Masters. But he desires too much, so he doesn’t dare to risk killing that old bald monk.

Because killing the old monk would come at a great cost, which might disrupt the fusion with his Divine Sense!"

"So we’re just going to watch and not help Liao Kong?" Yun Kuo asked.

"We can’t help! If we do, Xunyang won’t be able to merge with his Divine Sense, and he won’t dare to attack me. If he doesn’t attack me, all our previous arrangements are in vain."

As Xiaosuisui said this, everyone nodded in agreement. There was no choice, in order to smoothly complete the plan, Liao Kong, who once offended Xiaosuisui, would have to be pummeled to a lower realm!

Xiaosuisui: I’m definitely not seeking revenge; I swear in the name of Celestial Dao!

Celestial Dao: Your vengeful intent is so obvious, anyone can see it!

Liao Kong ultimately clashed with Xunyang, and after the Dharma Bowl was taken by Xunyang, Xiaosuisui and company finally showed up.

"Oh dear Grandmaster, did you encounter Xunyang?"

Liao Kong: "..." He very much didn’t want to speak; every single one of these people knew about the nonsense he had done in the past!

"Grandmaster, losing the Divine Sense to Xunyang isn’t a big deal. Don’t worry; for the beating you took today, Suisui will avenge you."

Liao Kong ignored Ji Youzhi, who was gloating, and his gaze fell on Xiaosuisui.

"From here on, everything depends on you, little benefactor!"

Xiaosuisui nodded, "Rest assured, today’s beating won’t be in vain!"

After speaking, Xiaosuisui turned and walked away. As he exited the courtyard gates, a crisp child’s voice floated back, "From now on, all grudges between us are settled!"

Liao Kong: "..."

He closed his eyes for meditation to heal. The small realm he fell into would likely take ten or eight years to recover from!

The group left, but instead of returning to their side palace, under Xiaosuisui’s guidance, they went to the Witch God Hall in the barren mountain outside the city.

The servant of the Witch God Hall tilted his head, snoring at the gate.

A gust of wind blew the door open with a creak, yet the sleeping person remained unresponsive. Suddenly, a black-robed person appeared at the doorway. He looked up at the three large words of Witch God Hall, and a slight smile formed at the corner of his mouth. Over the years, had it not been for the multiple scheming by the Divine Sense he left outside, he wouldn’t still be able to maintain the Eighth Grade cultivation of an Immortal.

Even so, he dared not be careless, for though there were no cultivators above the Immortal level in these lands.

He must still proceed with caution. After all, wasn’t the legendary Ancestor Zhou the number one in the world, and yet, what was her fate?

Wasn’t she ultimately plotted against and perished by his brothers?

Even so, he had paid the price, sealed by that woman.

Thus, he would never underestimate anyone, especially not in a world with children possessing such great luck as those of the Celestial Dao!

The person at the gate suddenly opened his eyes, looked puzzled at the black-robed figure standing before him. As he was about to ask who the other was, the figure’s right hand extended, black mist filling his eyes, and he dozed off again.

The black-robed person swiftly entered the Witch God Hall, heading directly to the rear hall, where he sat cross-legged in front of the Divine Statue, finally taking out Liao Kong’s Dharma Bowl, and using mystical power to release the strand of Divine Sense within. Instantly, two gazes met face to face.