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Chapter 296 Ancient Evil God

Everyone was speechless with shock at the scene before them. The ghost jackals didn't even need the ghost soldiers to lift a finger; they tucked their tails between their legs and trembled back like mice that had seen a cat.

Even Qiongqi and Taotie were shocked by the scene. A chill ran from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Before they even faced her, they knew they had no chance of winning.

Seeing the two of them hesitate, Shang Ji immediately cursed, "Two cowards! I—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Fuzhao, annoyed by his noise, punched him, breaking his vocal cords. Shang Ji bled from all seven orifices, lying on the ground like a dying old dog, struggling to breathe.

Yun Fuzhao grabbed his long hair and dragged him toward Qiongqi and Taotie.

Qiongqi swallowed hard and said tremblingly, "Um, I, I didn't do anything. It was all Shangji's idea!"

Taotie kicked him and said coldly, "Don't forget! We are ferocious beasts! How can we be afraid of a woman!"

Yun Fuzhao tilted his head, and a group of ghost soldiers appeared in front of them.

These ghostly soldiers emanated a chilling aura, and their eyes had no pupils, making them quite terrifying.

They stared intently at the Taotie, their expressions blank, yet they exuded a chilling fear.

Taotie's expression turned solemn. Just as he was about to make a move, the Yin soldier closest to him suddenly sprang up and pinned him to the ground with one hand, moving so fast that it left a blur.

He was subdued before he even had a chance to lay a hand on the enemy.

Before absolute power, everything is nothingness.

That power shocked Taotie. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He was an ancient ferocious beast, how could he be so powerless to resist?

Upon seeing this, Qiongqi immediately slid to his knees and grabbed Yun Fuzhao's robe, saying, "I am willing to swear allegiance to you, my lord, even unto death!"

Yun Fuzhao glanced at him, and Qiongqi's fawning expression deepened.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed, swelling half of Qiongqi's face. He tilted his head, his eyes filled with shock.

Yun Fuzhao wiped his hands with disdain and said coldly, "You don't deserve it."

She looked ahead and said to the group of ghost soldiers, "Kill them all."

The ghostly soldiers advanced with unstoppable momentum, wreaking havoc on the ghostly jackals and the two ferocious beasts.

The air was instantly filled with the heavy stench of blood and heart-wrenching screams.

“Yun Fuzhao…”

A cautious, tentative voice came from behind.

Yun Fuzhao turned her head, while Yu Ze and Qi Huai supported each other, both looking in her direction.

Stepping through the sea of ​​blood, Yun Fuzhao walked step by step toward the two of them.

Yu Ze released Qi Huai and walked towards Yun Fuzhao first. He reached out to wipe the blood off her face, but before he could touch her, Yun Fuzhao waved him away.

She stared at Yu Ze expressionlessly. "Want to die?"

Yu Ze's expression froze, a look of confusion flashing in his dark eyes. He took a step forward, "Yun..."

Before he could finish speaking, a powerful pressure descended, forcing Yu Ze to kneel on the ground.

Yun Fuzhao looked down at him, his eyes filled with cold indifference.

At this moment, she did not seem like a human being with emotions and desires, but rather like a truly supreme deity.

Yu Ze raised his head and met her gaze. He had so much to say but couldn't express it. His Adam's apple bobbed, and a faint red tinge appeared at the corners of his eyes.

He didn't feel humiliated; if it were Yun Fuzhao, he could humiliate her however she wanted. But he couldn't bear her unfamiliar gaze.

It was as if, to her, she was no different from anyone else present.

Qi Huai's expression was complicated. His voice was soft, and he asked with a glimmer of hope, "Yun Fuzhao, do you still remember us?"

Yun Fuzhao glanced at him lightly, "If you didn't remember, would you still be standing here unharmed?"

"..."

The answer was clearly affirmative, yet it was spoken in such an unfamiliar tone. Qi Huai felt a lump in his throat, staring blankly at her, unable to speak.

My heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, a sharp, stabbing pain shooting through it.

At this moment, Que Yu stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Do you know the real reason for the destruction of the ancient true gods?"

The two, heartbroken, glared fiercely at Que Yu.

He seemed completely oblivious to their hostility, continuing, "I stumbled upon a treasure that records the true reason for the destruction of the ancient gods..."

Que Yu's gaze shifted to Yun Fuzhao, "They didn't die from natural disasters or natural causes. They were killed by ancient evil gods. None of the true gods escaped."

Upon hearing this, all the powerful beings from the upper realm fell silent.

He was right. In the divine history of the upper realm, since the birth of the true god, the world has shown a trend of prosperity.

Behind every ray of light, there is a shadow; evil gods are born in endless darkness.

He was cruel by nature and loved killing, causing widespread devastation wherever he went.

The true gods killed Him time and time again, but He was resurrected time and time again, His resentment and power growing stronger with each encounter, until finally, He killed all the true gods.

The divine calendar entered a nearly five-thousand-year gap, and the evil god disappeared without a trace.

Then came the birth of the Dragon Clan, which ruled the Six Realms, followed by the Four Ferocious Beasts, and then the Human Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Monster Clan...

Just when everyone thought the Six Realms would continue to operate in this way, the evil god was resurrected, and upon his resurrection, he slaughtered all six realms.

The powerful beings of the upper realm obtained the Staff of Rewind left behind by the true god. Like the true god, they repeatedly rewound time to kill the evil god before he could grow up.

However, the result of doing so is obvious: the evil god will be resurrected again and again, and become even smarter and more powerful.

The powerful beings realized that if they continued down this path, they would suffer the same fate as the true god. After rewinding time once more, they decided to try a different approach.

However, an unexpected turn of events occurred along the way, causing this evil god, who should have been born in the world of cultivation, to arrive in the modern era.

In this world, there is no spiritual power, no demon race, and no demon realm. They use cars instead of swords, cell phones instead of jade, and there are even many novelties that powerful beings have never seen before.

The powerful beings believed that perhaps in such a world, it would be possible to change the nature of the evil gods.

As they had predicted, the evil god transformed into a carefree and cheerful girl.

My greatest pleasure every day is curling up on the sofa and scrolling through my phone.

But this is not the final resting place for the evil god; the powerful beings still need to summon her back.

At this point, Hong Ziqing, who had been exposed to modern knowledge, proposed a very interesting recall method.

—This made her mistakenly believe that she had transmigrated into a book.

To this end, Hong Ziqing also registered an author account and wrote a Mary Sue cultivation novel set in the real world of cultivation.

Later, she never expected that the plots of the characters she created would actually come true in the world of cultivation...

Que Yu: "And that evil god who annihilated the true god is the person in front of you, Yun Fuzhao."

Qi Huai and Yu Ze: "..."

Yun Fuzhao seemed intrigued, "When did you find out?"

“That time at the miracle, I got the treasure from there,” Que Yu paused, then laughed, “No, rather than a treasure, it was more like a bone. A bone from an ancient evil god.”