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Death Grip
"Junior Brother..." Xueqing also sensed the change in Xing Chen, and her expression instantly shifted.
"No matter what, I cannot let Meng Xin'er be harmed. I will use my strongest power to kill the Golden Crow Deity!" A frenzied look flashed in Xing Chen's eyes. Simply relying on the Fate Jade Pendant or Soul Possession would absolutely not be enough to deal with the Golden Crow Deity; only by using both together could there be a glimmer of hope.
"You are seeking your own destruction! A true Divine Lord is absolutely not something you can handle right now. Even if you simultaneously use Soul Possession and the Fate Jade Pendant, you still cannot contend with a Divine Lord like the Golden Crow Deity," Hate Emperor shouted.
"Even if it means seeking my own destruction, so what? I've lived enough already; dying would be better!" Xing Chen said, her hand suddenly pausing as a Underworld God Phantom slowly emerged, but it was still not very clear. Once this Underworld God Phantom fully coalesced and entered Xing Chen's body, the Soul Possession secret technique would be completely activated.
"Child, stop! Let me help you!" Hate Emperor shouted again, and in an instant, a torrent of Soul Power surged into Xing Chen's body, forcing her soul into a corner.
As Hate Emperor occupied Xing Chen's body, the Underworld God Phantom behind him slowly faded into nothingness. The jade pendant Phantom at his forehead also gradually disappeared, but his power soared at that moment.
"Golden Crow Deity, get out here!" Hate Emperor bellowed, his voice echoing for thousands of miles. The Golden Crow Deity slowly materialized in the void before him.
"Are you really Hate Emperor?" After appearing, the Golden Crow Deity showed no intention of attacking and instead asked with a serious expression.
"Indeed, it is I," Hate Emperor admitted without hesitation. The space within hundreds of miles had already been sealed off by his powerful Soul Power. At this moment, aside from him and the Golden Crow Deity, only Xueqing could hear their conversation.
"What evidence do you have to prove you are Hate Emperor?" the Golden Crow Deity asked again.
"I do not need to prove anything to you. Prepare to die!" Hate Emperor declared as the Hate Demon Sword coalesced in his hand, a wave of demonic might surging forth in an instant.
"Demon Sword Slash Breaks the Ground, All Directions Return to Dust!"
Hate Emperor launched his strongest attack right away because the Golden Crow Deity before him had reached the Merging Void Realm Peak as a Divine Lord. If he did not use all his strength, he might be defeated by a single strike from the Golden Crow Deity.
"Golden Crow Divine Claw!" The Golden Crow Deity showed no signs of panic; he simply extended his palm and caught the descending sword light. Then he exerted a slight force with his hand, and Hate Emperor's sword strike that could break the ground was directly crushed—this was the true might of a Divine Lord.
"Damn it, if it weren't for my injury, I would kill you like a dog!" The Hate Emperor's face showed a look of indignation. The strength of the Golden Crow Deity was simply too powerful; even with all his might, he was no match for his opponent.
"With such little ability, you dare to call yourself the Hate Emperor? Don't tarnish the name of the Hate Emperor," the Golden Crow Deity said, looking at the Hate Emperor with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Golden Crow Deity, I will definitely slay you under my sword," the Hate Emperor said, his mouth twitching as he raised his sword and shouted.
"I want to see just how capable this Hate Emperor really is," the Golden Crow Deity replied disdainfully.
"Sword of the Underworld!"
The magic sword in the Hate Emperor's hand vanished, replaced by the dark golden Sword of the Underworld, upon which a dark golden Divine Dragon coiled and roared angrily, its momentum overwhelming.
Since the true Hate Demon Sword was not in his possession, the Hate Emperor was able to condense a Sword of the Underworld that was much stronger than the Hate Demon Sword.
"Dark God Slash! Sword Breaks the Netherworld!" The Hate Emperor unleashed two consecutive slashes, and dark golden sword light instantly shot out from the blade, fiercely cutting towards the Golden Crow Deity.
The surrounding space was instantly torn apart with a 'sizzle,' and an endless Spatial Storm swept outward. A trace of seriousness finally appeared on the Golden Crow Deity's face.
"Golden Crow Tear!" The Golden Crow Deity's eyes seemed to burn with two blazing suns, emitting endless light that illuminated the entire land. At the same time, his hands moved as swiftly as a hurricane and as fast as lightning, tearing through the incoming sword light.
Boom!
The two forces collided with a thunderous roar, and a terrifying shockwave instantly spread outward. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Hate Emperor flickered and quickly escaped with Xueqing.
"Are you my junior brother or the Hate Emperor?" Xueqing looked at the Hate Emperor with some uncertainty.
"Don't talk; hurry up and leave. I can't deal with this Golden Crow Deity for now," the Hate Emperor replied without answering Xueqing's question.
As soon as he finished speaking, he directly activated Void Stealth and instantly appeared in his residence in Wind Mountain Range. The room remained unchanged; however, Meng Xiner was no longer present.
"Oops!" Upon seeing this situation, the Hate Emperor silently cursed himself. Almost as soon as he thought this, Xing Chen in his consciousness was already furious.
"Hate Emperor, you must kill him! I want him to die without a burial place. I want to cut him into a thousand pieces and let his soul suffer day and night..." Xing Chen shouted madly, but he forgot one thing: at this moment, he was not the opponent of the Golden Crow Deity. Even if the Hate Emperor controlled his body, he still could not compete with the Golden Crow Deity.
"You are not the Hate Emperor; the Hate Emperor never values women this much." Just as the Hate Emperor was somewhat distracted, a voice suddenly rang out behind him. The owner of this voice was none other than the Golden Crow Deity.
"Where have you taken these people?" The Hate Emperor's gaze turned icy. He knew that if he did not clarify this matter, Xing Chen would definitely not let it go and might resort to extreme measures. At that point, he would surely be in trouble too, so he had to get to the bottom of this.
"I killed them!" the Golden Crow Deity said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Xing Chen was instantly stunned. He stopped shouting and went silent, staring blankly.
The Hate Emperor felt the same way; he knew that if what the Golden Crow Deity said was true, then Xing Chen would definitely explode in rage.
"You are seeking death; you are digging your own grave!" The Hate Emperor looked at the Golden Crow Deity with eyes filled with sympathy and pity because he sensed a surge of growing hatred within himself, and the source of this hatred was emanating from Xing Chen.
As this hatred surged forth, the Hate Emperor felt his body filled with power, as if he had returned to his peak strength.
The Hate Emperor's Art focuses on 'hatred.' The stronger the hatred in one's heart, the greater their power will be. At this moment, upon hearing that Meng Xin'er had been killed, the hatred that arose in Xing Chen's heart could definitely be described as 'overwhelming hatred.'
"Meng Xin'er is dead, Meng Xin'er is dead..." Xing Chen muttered to himself. He simply could not accept this fact. He had originally planned to find the Hate Emperor's Inheritance in the Hate Sea Region after coming out of Lianyao Tower and then go to Underworld Palace to seize the Underworld Blood Fruit to awaken Meng Xin'er again. But he never expected it would end up like this.
"Golden Crow Deity, I swear I will kill you—" Xing Chen's eyes burned with fury as his hatred spread wildly. Although he currently did not have control over his body, the intensity of his hatred had reached a level where it could turn things around; even now, the Hate Emperor could not match him.
"Child, you should take control of your own body! Your current state is enough to contend with him." The Hate Emperor's Soul Power slowly withdrew, returning control of the body back to Xing Chen.
"Golden Crow Deity... I swear I will kill you!" Xing Chen's eyes blazed with anger as he spoke each word deliberately while looking at the Golden Crow Deity.
"Alright, alright. Now I finally don't have to do hard labor anymore. This child has activated the power of Hate Emperor's Art; it seems his recently elevated realm will soar once again," the Hate Emperor sighed in relief upon seeing Xing Chen like this. At least now he didn't have to worry about Xing Chen being no match for the Golden Crow Deity.
Hate Emperor's Art is most remarkable in that it can enhance its power based on the hatred within its master's heart. With the intensity of Xing Chen's current hatred, his strength would undoubtedly soar to a terrifying level.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
The sound of explosions echoed in Xing Chen's mind. Originally at the early stage of Glimpse of Objects, his power began to surge wildly at this moment.
From the early stage of Glimpse of Objects to the mid-stage, then to the Late Stage of Observation Realm, reaching the peak of Glimpse of Objects, advancing to the early stage of Gaze into Fate, then to the mid-stage, followed by the late stage, and finally achieving the Peak of Life Observation...
In just a brief moment, his realm jumped from the early stage of Glimpse of Objects to the late stage of Gaze into Fate. His true power, bolstered by boundless hatred, reached an extraordinarily terrifying level.
Beside him, Hate Emperor was instantly dumbfounded upon witnessing this situation. Hadn't he just said that he had killed all those people?
How could the opponent's strength suddenly increase so dramatically? Although he knew that Hate Emperor's Art could enhance power based on a person's hatred, he didn't think that his mere words could elevate someone to such an extent.
Could it be that his words were like a catalyst for stirring up hatred? If that were true, it would be a blessing for Hate Emperor Palace. Anyone practicing Hate Emperor's Art would only need to hear him speak a few lines to see their strength soar. Who would dare to challenge Hate Emperor Palace then? Golden Crow Deity thought.
Little did he know, this was purely his own doing. By killing Meng Xiner, he had inadvertently caused Xing Chen's rapid rise in power.
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