Mo Yunduan saw that Bai Qing’er was communicating with Zhang Ruochen, so he became alert. He transmitted his voice, “Master Ruochen, help me take this woman down. I only want her superior-grade Divine Crystal of Origin, and all the other treasures will belong to you. If you are interested, I can let you play with her for three days before I kill her.”

He changed his address from “Zhang Ruochen” to “Master Ruochen.”.

Mo Yunduan was not confident in keeping Bai Qing’er, so he had to use Zhang Ruochen.

Moreover, this pseudo god seemed to know that Zhang Ruochen was lusting after the reputation of beauty, so he gave him the right medicine.

Zhang Ruochen would not believe him. He directly transmitted his message to Bai Qing’er and added, “Mo Yunduan is indeed well-versed in the world’s ways. His suggestion has even moved me!”

Hearing this, Bai Qing’er’s calm state of mind almost exploded with anger.

Zhang Ruochen did not immediately reject Mo Yunduan. After all, whether he cooperated with Bai Qing’er to kill Mo Yunduan or with Mo Yunduan to kill Bai Qing’er, they were both seeking a tiger’s skin. The risk was significant, and each had its own advantages and disadvantages.

Cooperating with Bai Qing’er was more beneficial to Zhang Ruochen.

However, the risk was greater.

The risk was that even if they worked together, it would be difficult to kill a pseudo god. Once Mo Yunduan escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Bai Qing’er obviously knew what Zhang Ruochen was thinking. She also knew that Zhang Ruochen told her this because he was negotiating with her. She had to prove herself to have a greater advantage in the negotiation.

She had to prove they had the power to kill a pseudo god.

“Pagoda of Origin.”

Bai Qing’er floated in the void with her hands in the air. As the Light of Origin emerged on her skin, billions of Precepts of Origin flew out of her body. They intertwined like a storm, turning into a tall and unclimbable mountain.

The outline of the mountain gradually appeared in the shape of a pagoda.

The 3,296,700-meters-tall Pagoda of Origin appeared. Each floor was 3.33 meters tall, with a total of 990,000 floors.

Zhang Ruochen was shocked. It must be known that some Paramount Realm Supreme Saints only had a trillion precepts. In contrast, Bai Qing’er had more than a trillion Precepts of Origin.

Yan Wushen, who also cultivated the Path of Origin, developed a Pagoda of Origin that was only 33,300 meters tall. It was far from Bai Qing’er’s attainments in Origin.

“One more layer of her Pagoda of Origin, and she will be able to enter the Origin’s state of mind,” Granny Begonia said in amazement.

Xue Lingxian lifted his sword and flew over, gathering with them, “It’s even harder to reach that step than ascending to the heavens,” he said. “But once she succeeds, she can be considered a Yuanhui-level genius. At that time, even if she’s not as good as the Empress of Thousand Bones of the past, she won’t be far off.”

Blackie, who had always worshiped the Empress of Thousand Bones, didn’t refute Xue Lingxian.

“How can the Pagoda of Origin she condensed be so powerful? Could it be… could it be that she has mastered the Canon of Origin?”

Mo Yunduan was both happy and stressed.

The happy thing was that if he could seize her Canon of Origin and go to the Fane of Origin to harvest the fortune, he could become a pseudo god that could challenge a true god for the first time.

However, Bai Qing’er, who had mastered the Canon of Origin, was much more challenging.

Mo Yunduan activated the divine power of death in his body with all his strength. He took out two war flags simultaneously and formed two defensive lines in front of him. Then, he made a strange hand seal and shouted, “Soul-suppressing Bones.”

A massive skeleton phantom emerged from the thick divine cloud. It struck at the Pagoda of Origin, which was 3,296,700 meters tall.

BANG!

The two collided violently, creating ripples of divine qi.

BANG!

Bai Qing’er controlled the Pagoda of Origin and attacked again. The skeleton phantom also struck out with a palm.

BANG! BANG!

After 13 consecutive strikes, even Mo Yunduan was forced back three steps, and shock appeared in its eyes.

Bai Qing’er’s Paramount physique could not withstand such a powerful collision. It was like a piece of ceramic with dense cracks.

Her battle intent and determination caused everyone present to be moved.

BOOM!

The fourteenth clash.

Bai Qing’er finally could not hold on any longer. With a crack, her body shattered and turned into specks of light that dissipated in the void.

The Pagoda of Origins collapsed and became a mess of Precepts of Origin.

“You think you have grasped the power of a pseudo-god, yet you dare to clash head-on with a pseudo god. How can your Paramount physique withstand that?” Mo Yunduan retrieved the skeletal apparition, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

A Supreme Saint could not withstand so many blows from him, no matter how powerful his conjured physique was.

She should be dead.

However, Mo Yunduan also had some doubts. He could not understand why Bai Qing’er did not choose to run away but to fight him to the death.

Could it be that women were so impulsive?

Mo Yunduan used his spiritual sense to check the surroundings, but he did not sense Bai Qing’er’s life fluctuation. The doubts in his heart disappeared immediately, and he glanced at Zhang Ruochen from the corner of his eye.

Zhang Ruochen noticed Mo Yunduan’s gaze and realized he was starting to plot on him. He could not help but laugh in his heart. Mo Yunduan had underestimated the power of a Master of Origin.

“No, why did I kill her? I didn’t get the Canon of Origin? Could it be…”

Mo Yunduan suddenly felt a great sense of danger. Sensing danger, he immediately urged the two war flags to rotate rapidly around his body to form two layers of gray lightning defense.

However, at this moment, he felt a piercing pain in his head as if his soul had been cut open. His vision could not help but darken.

Spiritual Attack!

Mo Yunduan’s spiritual strength was only at level 67. However, the Saint Soul had already formed a divine soul. It neutralized Bai Qing’er’s spiritual attack in just an instant, and the piercing pain in his head disappeared.

At this moment, the two war flags slowed down, and the two layers of defense became useless.

Bai Qing’er, who had turned into particles of Origin, condensed her body again and turned into a rapid stream of light, rushing through the gap between the two war flags. A crescent-shaped flying knife flew out of her right palm and slashed across Mo Yunduan’s neck.

The crescent-shaped flying knife was a Supreme Artifact. When it slashed on the divine body, it made an ear-piercing sound like the friction between metal and stone, and flames shot in all directions.

WHOOSH!

The head of Mo Yunduan was chopped off and flew out.

She succeeded!

At the cost of being reduced to a state of particles of Origin, Mo Yunduan was finally heavily injured.

Bai Qing’er knew Mo Yunduan had already cultivated a divine body and wouldn’t be killed so easily. Therefore, she turned around and formed a beautiful curve of light. She struck out a crescent-shaped flying knife towards the head that was sent flying.

Seeing that the flying knife was about to pierce the glabella of Mo Yunduan’s head, Bai Qing’er let out a miserable cry. All the power in her body was drained. Her back was pierced through by the flagpole of a war flag. Her body flew out like an arrow. Blood splattered all over the void.

The war flag was thrown out by the headless corpse in Mo Yunduan.

Mo Yunduan’s head flew back and connected to the neck. He glared at Bai Qing’er with an icy gaze and cried long. “I will kill you today.”

“No!”

A voice sounded.

Mo Yunduan looked in the direction of the voice. He saw Zhang Ruochen and Xue Lingxian flying over. The Owl and the old woman in red appeared in the other two directions and surrounded him.

Mo Yunduan’s expression was unfriendly. “Why did you stop me, Ruochen?”

Zhang Ruochen smiled. “You promised me that you would capture her and let me play with her for three days. Why did you go back on your words? Isn’t it a pity to kill such a beauty?”

Mo Yunduan was an experienced person. Naturally, he could see that Zhang Ruochen was teasing him. In fact, judging from the situation, he and the survivors of Kunlun were ready to kill him.

Mo Yunduan sneered. “What did she promise you? How could she make you lose your mind and dare to attack a god?”

“She said…”

Zhang Ruochen deliberately provoked Mo Yunduan to make him lose his mind. He said, “She said that after I kill you, your divine body will belong to me. The Divine Blood, divine heart, divine kidney, and divine whip in your body can all be sold at a high price. The whole body of a god is a treasure.”

Mo Yunduan’s eyes were as red as blood. Two streams of divine mist rushed out of his nostrils. He gnashed his teeth and said, “Zhang Ruochen, you are too impudent. I will destroy your bones, scatter your ashes, and extract your soul to eat.”

He stretched out his five fingers and grabbed them out across the air. Dense precept marks appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen in an instant.

Xue Lingxian waved his sword and scattered all the precept marks.

“What’s the point of attacking a Hundred-Shackle Realm junior? I’ll fight you.” Xue Lingxian’s figure was as straight as a spear. He had an unspeakable arrogance.

In his hand, the stone sword, Wordless Sword Manual, felt the power of a divine-level enemy. It let out a clanging sound as if it was asking for a battle.

The spiritual thought in Mo Yunduan moved. It wanted to take back the war flag, but it was shocking to find that the war flag had been sealed by Bai Qing’er using her own blood.

Bai Qing’er’s back and chest were still dripping with blood.

Because the war flag contained the Divine Qi of death, it invaded her body, making it difficult for her wounds to heal in a short time.

Today, she has suffered an unprecedented serious injury. However, at this moment, not only was she not depressed, her fighting spirit was high, and her mood was boiling. She casually waved her hand and threw the Tensho Compass to Zhang Ruochen.

“Zhang Ruochen, don’t forget your promise to me.” Bai Qing’er’s eyes were fixed on Mo Yunduan from the beginning to the end.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Tensho Compass and sighed in his heart. After many twists and turns, the Divine Artifact finally returned to his hand. He said, “Don’t worry. I swore on my mother’s reputation. How can I break my promise?”

Previously, Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing’er had reached a cooperation agreement through spiritual power communication.

To ask Bai Qing’er to hand over the Tensho Compass, Zhang Ruochen had to compensate her for the divine stone she lost in the House of Enchanteurs.

Secondly, Zhang Ruochen had to do one more thing for her.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen had also made several requests. He would not help her with everything. For this, Zhang Ruochen had to swear on the Blood Empress’s honor to get Bai Qing’er to agree.

For her, this was a compromise she had no choice but to make.

Since she was young, she had never compromised with anyone, including gods. However, after meeting Zhang Ruochen, she compromised several times.

It was not that Zhang Ruochen was stronger than gods, but it was his personality that seemed to be able to restrain her.

His personality was hard but gentle and evil but good simultaneously.

When she was tough, Zhang Ruochen chose to lower his head so that she could not use all her power. It was like a knife hitting the surface of the water. You could take whatever treasure you wanted.

When she showed a slight weakness, she was chased by Zhang Ruochen.

When she thought that Zhang Ruochen would join hands with the cultivators of the Fane of Destiny, Zhang Ruochen did not attack. He just stood aside and watched coldly.

When she thought that Zhang Ruochen would not save her, he attacked again.

When she thought this guy was very principled, he was unexpectedly sinister.

When she thought that this guy was sinister, he made a concession. With the greatest sincerity, he cooperated with her and showed his open and aboveboard side.

As the number one person below the divinity, she could not control the absolute initiative when she fought with a Supreme Saint of the Hundred-Shackle Realm.

“Then let’s join hands to kill the god today,” Bai Qing’er said.

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were sharp. He made up his mind to die without regret. “If we don’t succeed, we’ll die.”

If he didn’t have such determination, he would definitely lose if he fought against the god.

Only by throwing away the fear of life and death could she defy the god. Otherwise, under the pressure of the god, her state of mind would collapse instantly.

…

Bai Qing’er ignored the injuries on her body and took the lead in attacking Mo Yunduan.