Chapter 1961: Evil God's Decree

Xie Wentian struck, his palm like a dome, the runes of the Dao swirling, space exploding, transforming into a giant hand that covered the sky, aiming to suppress Leng Yueyan and Long Chen.

“Now you realize it’s too late. No matter how strong you, Xie Wentian, are just disciples of the Evil God. Can you really stand against the power of the Evil God?”

Leng Yueyan snorted coldly, slashing horizontally with the bone sword in her hand. A sword aura shot out from the bone sword, divine radiance swirling, and the brilliant sword light tore through the rules.

“Pfft!”

Xie Wentian’s massive hand was actually sliced open by Leng Yueyan’s sword. Xie Wentian’s giant hand was severed by a single strike, but the sword’s momentum did not wane as it sliced down to the ground.

“Boom!”

The earth was carved into a chasm that stretched all the way to the edge of the world, nearly splitting the entire world apart by this sword.

On that line, whether it was a Mingxing Realm expert or a Tongming Realm expert, there was no time to dodge before they were slashed into nothingness by a single sword.

“Sss!”

Leng Yueyan tore open the space behind her with a single sword strike, grabbed Long Chen with one hand, and stared coldly at the gloomy Xie Wentian in the distance:

“Thank you for your help. In return, I won’t kill you anymore.”

As she spoke, Leng Yueyan pulled Long Chen along, her figure moving as she disappeared into the crack.

“Sect Master, this …”

A group of Tongming Realm experts turned pale, all stunned. What kind of existence was this Leng Yueyan really?

Xie Wentian’s face turned extremely grim, murderous intent surging in his eyes. His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his anger reaching its peak.

No matter how strong Leng Yueyan was, she was still just a disciple at the Life Star Realm. He could wipe her out with a wave of his hand.

But Leng Yueyan somehow used some method, but somehow absorbed part of the evil god’s power that descended from the heavens during the sacrifice.

The evil god’s power sensed their call, descended with a trace of divine power, building a bridge to listen to their inner voices.

But before they could complete the sacrifice, the ritual was disrupted by Long Chen, and the evil god’s power was silently absorbed by Leng Yueyan.

The totem pole was formed from the power of evil faith. Even divine artifacts couldn’t damage it, but Leng Yueyan attacked the shield with her spear, not only severing the totem pole but also borrowing the power of the evil god to withstand Xie Wentian’s strike head-on and severing one of his arms.

Xie Wentian fears no one, but he cannot resist the power of the evil god, because he is a follower of the evil god. How can a follower confront the god they believe in?

So, at this moment, Xie Wentian was furious. He possessed world-shaking power, but couldn’t unleash it. He could only watch helplessly as Leng Yueyan took Long Chen away. It was like a turtle crawling into a stove pit—both suffocating and frustrated.

Looking at the totem pillar left only half, the part marked with the divine talisman totem had all been taken away by Leng Yueyan. What was this? It was a disgrace, an unprecedented disgrace.

“Buzz!”

At that moment, a rune lit up on the sky wall. The rune spun rapidly, forming a ring of light that descended rapidly, divine power surging, and heaven and earth roared.

“It’s the Evil God’s decree!”

Xie Wentian cried out in alarm and hurriedly knelt to the ground. All the other evil cultivators also knelt down as well.

The Evil God’s decree—it’s said that in the history of the evil path, it has descended twice. This is the third time, and everyone has caught up with it. Everyone trembles with excitement—this is a message from the gods.

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A rune landed in Xie Wentian’s hand. His whole body trembled, and then the divine might of heaven and earth vanished.

But what was shocking was that the totem pole that Leng Yueyan had previously severed had actually restored.

“Evil God Saint Venerable, your power is boundless.”

All the evil cultivators shouted in unison, many faces streaked with tears, as if they had seen a true god, overwhelmed with excitement, wishing they could sacrifice their lives for the evil god.

Only Xie Wentian’s face was filled with shock. Within the Evil God’s decree, he was given a divine sense: Don’t provoke that woman.

Who exactly is this Leng Yueyan from? She destroyed the totem pole and slew so many evil cultivators, yet the evil god issued a decree forbidding him from provoking her.

If it weren’t for the endless divine grace above that decree, he might even suspect it was a fake divine decree.

Xie Wentian stared at the void, unable to speak for a long time. After a long while, he finally spoke:

“Announce the Evil God’s decree: All genius disciples of the Evil Sect, any Yantian level, gather before the totem pole to bask in divine grace.”

All the evil cultivators were overjoyed and quickly left, returning to their respective sects to notify their disciples.

Some powerful individuals also spread this news to other strongholds. This is divine grace, a gift from the gods, something that might not happen even once in tens of thousands of years.

Although Xie Wentian still had many questions in his heart, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least he no longer had to worry about the evil god punishing him.

He walked up to Xieluo, pressed a finger to his forehead, and respectfully called out, “Thank you, Evil God, for your favor.” “

Buzz”

Xie Luo’s body, nearly smashed into a meat patty and on the verge of death, was instantly enveloped … by streams of divine light.

…

When Leng Yueyan dragged Long Chen into the spatial rift, Long Chen finally couldn’t hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

During this time, he seemed to hear Leng Yueyan’s murmurs, and even vaguely felt a pair of jade-like hands wiping his body.

No one knew how much time had passed before Long Chen slowly opened his eyes. His body had fully recovered, and even the World Tree in the chaotic space had fully recovered.

It should be noted that Long Chen was fiercely battling Xie Luo, constantly assaulting the altar, suffering continuous injuries, and the World Tree was already showing signs of withering.

“Xie Yue, how long have I been asleep?” Long Chen asked.

Back then, Long Chen had lost all his strength at all. The Dragon Bone Evil Moon and the Heaven-flipping Seal were connected to his soul, and both automatically returned to his soul space.

“It’s already been three months.” Dragonbone Evil Moon replied.

“It’s been this long?” Long Chen was shocked.

“What do you think? If it doesn’t take that long, can you recover? Last time, you fought so hard your body was about to explode, almost damaging your origin. “Dragon Bone Xie Yue said irritably.

“How are you?” Long Chen asked.

“I’m fine, I’ve fully recovered, and in fact, it’s a blessing in disguise. When the altar formation shattered, I even absorbed a bit of divine power. Heh, from now on, I’ll have a trump card too.” Dragonbone Xie Yue chuckled, clearly benefiting quite a bit.

“Where’s Leng Yueyan?” Long Chen suddenly asked.

Thinking of Leng Yueyan, for some reason, Long Chen felt a chill deep down his bones. This woman seemed to have an extremely terrifying origin.

“I don’t know. She left you here, took care of you for two days, then left and never came back. Maybe she really left.” Dragonbone Evil Moon replied. This story is hosted at NovelPing.

Left?

Long Chen felt a bit disappointed. He risked his life to save Leng Yueyan, and she just left like that? That’s just too heartless.

“You’re awake?”

Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared before Long Chen. Leng Yueyan’s blue eyes shimmered with warmth, and a rare smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

“Hmm, not bad. Not only is he awake, he’s fully recovered.” Long Chen smiled faintly. Leng Yueyan hadn’t left, and for some reason, he actually felt a bit excited inside.

Leng Yueyan was like a towering mountain, intimidating and cold to everyone, disdainful and dismissive.

But after spending time with Leng Yueyan several times, their genuine feelings surfaced, and deep down, Long Chen felt a strong sense of accomplishment.

Perhaps this is a common flaw among men: the stronger the woman, the more fulfilling the sense of accomplishment she is when conquering.

Although Long Chen couldn’t say he had conquered Leng Yueyan yet, everyone in this world could see her feelings for him.

Long Chen looked at Leng Yueyan, and Leng Yueyan looked back at him. The corners of her delicate lips curved slightly, tracing a beautiful arc, and her narrow eyes held a hint of amusement.

Leng Yueyan bent slightly, her full chest and perky hips forming a perfect curve. Leng Yueyan is a masterpiece like a god. Perfection shouldn’t exist in this world, but her appearance, figure, charm, and even every move are flawless and captivating.

Leng Yueyan’s pretty face drew close to Long Chen, and the distance between them was only an inch. Long Chen caught the familiar fragrance and those moist, dripping cherry lips. Long Chen had tasted them before, but unfortunately, the situation was so critical at the time that Long Chen hadn’t yet fully tasted them before it ended.

Watching Leng Yueyan’s pretty face draw closer, Long Chen’s breathing grew rapid, and even his heartbeat quickened.

Leng Yueyan is like a poisonous rose, but she possesses a deadly temptation. Perhaps for men, being fatal is one of her greatest temptations.

Long Chen originally thought it was a passionate kiss, but Leng Yueyan suddenly stopped, keeping an inch of distance from him, and smiled brightly:

“Since you’ve recovered, let’s settle this with us!”

Suddenly, Long Chen felt a sharp pain in his thigh. At some point, Leng Yueyan’s bone sword had pierced his thigh, and Long Chen’s defense had no effect.

“Are you crazy or what!”

Long Chen was furious. This crazy woman was totally different from normal people—she actually repaid kindness with betrayal.

In his rage, Long Chen didn’t care anymore. He pushed forward with both hands, heading straight for Leng Yueyan’s chest.

However, Long Chen pushed his hands away in vain, and Leng Yueyan retreated, like a ghost.

“Hehe, why are you losing your temper?” Leng Yueyan actually giggled, laughing happily, like a little devil.

“Are you crazy? If you’re sick, tell me, I have medicine for you, and you’ll have enough food to eat. I guarantee I’ll cure you. Long Chen was furious. This woman turned hostile faster than flipping a book.

“I’m not sick, you’re the one who’s sick. You know you’re going to die, yet you foolishly come. Do you think you’re crazy?” Leng Yueyan smiled, tears streaming down her face, but her delicate hand covered her cherry lips, making it impossible to tell whether she was crying or laughing.

“Alright, if you say that, I admit, I’m sick.” Long Chen couldn’t help but sigh and smile bitterly:

“This was clearly your setup, yet I foolishly came in and risked my life. I really am crazy, I … So stupid. Long

Chen’s voice carried a hint of self-mockery; he felt utterly ridiculous.