Chapter 2848 - 93: Sword Singing in Fine Sand (Part 3)

Amid the piercing mountain winds, She Guyu’s figure flickered in and out of sight. Yet amidst the flickering, a cold voice emerged: "Were you born with a resentment towards Deities?"

She addressed Pig Dali.

Perhaps due to journeying together for a while, when Pig Dali fled from the Heaven Demon Dharma Altar earlier, he instinctively escaped to her vicinity.

The infamous name of She Guyu was not universally known, but in the nearby domains of the Divine Fragrance Flower Sea and The Sky Sloth Wilderness, who wouldn’t fear her?

One could say that any genius present wouldn’t dare to stand next to her unguardedly.

Except for this Peaceful Ghost Messenger, who seemed oblivious to the concept of "death." Or perhaps was truly powerful enough to not fear an ambush?

Even the newly ranked fifth on the Heavenly List, the mage Yang Yu, showed evident dread upon discovering Lingxihua’s true strength.

Pig Dali was momentarily taken aback, surprised that the usually silent She Guyu would take the initiative to ask him a question. But without overthinking, he earnestly replied, "I bear no resentment towards Deities; my resentment is directed at ’Evil.’ I only kill Evil Gods and Evil Deities."

She Guyu countered, "There are so many Evil Gods and Evil Deities in the Monster Realm; can you kill them all?"

Pig Dali responded, "I do what I can."

His night clothes and corpulence were both out of place among these geniuses.

Yet his calmness and determination prevented him from seeming insignificant.

When he fled near She Guyu, he actually didn’t think much about it. Compared to the gentle demeanor of the noble lady Zhu Lanruo, he instinctively felt that She Guyu was less harmful.

She Guyu said nothing further.

After approximately five breaths, Pig Dali asked, "Can I ask you a question? I’ve always wanted to ask but didn’t, and after seeing Yuan Mengji disappear so simply, I suddenly want to ask."

Though his words were convoluted, the meaning was clear.

She Guyu neither agreed nor disagreed, simply watched the giant ape Divine Appearance, observing changes in the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods.

Thus Pig Dali softly asked, "Why did you slaughter your own kin?"

She Guyu remained silent.

Only the mountain wind clashed against the cliff.

One breath after another.

Uncertain what it was calling out for.

...

At this time, the Divine Mountain held three battlefields.

Shujia Lan and Yang Yu need not be mentioned, while Lu Qilang ventured alone into the giant ape Divine Appearance’s chest and abdomen. Xiong Sansi and Lingxihua battled amidst the surging cloud seas, with surrounding statues avoiding them.

Neither of the two was demon, human, nor demon race. They fought in a chaotic mass, employing various perilous and bizarre methods.

As a pawn truly representing the Three Evil Tribulation Monarch entering Shenxiao World, Lingxihua, who vaunted himself as the so-called "first Spirit Clan in the world," indeed possessed an extraordinary artistry. Proficient in demon clan, human race, and demon race cultivation techniques, he effectively fused them into one, maximizing the advantages of his physical form.

Xiong Sansi, on the other hand, utilized his body minimally, only continuously showcasing various extraordinary sword skills.

"To achieve greatness, we must endure hardships." Lingxihua, now half shrouded in black mist and half adorned with bone spurs, surged amidst the cloud seas, his voice venomous: "You are fortunate to become a Spirit Clan; you should embrace yourself fully. Closing your eyes doesn’t change who you are. Upon awakening, can you return to yesterday?"

Xiong Sansi, of course, knew how to pierce Lingxihua’s pride.

Such as claiming he is the true first Spirit Clan recognized by the Three Evil Tribulation Monarch.

Or stating that the demon patterns on Lingxihua’s face were originally meant to be placed on his own face but were ultimately abandoned.

Yet Xiong Sansi said none of these.

Perhaps these are Lingxihua’s sources of pride, but to him, they are merely shame.

Thus, he remained silent.

Amidst the silent gods, they silently fought.

The beating heart within him was his body’s sole sound.