Chapter 3745 - Too Weak
The Cosmic God Palace was a place for cultivation, not a life-and-death battleground! As long as she regained her dignity, Xing Yue definitely wouldn’t want to fight to the death.
"You said it yourself, a life for a life. One of you died, yet you killed two of us? Do you think the lives of Starmoon Haven are more valuable?" Xing Baizhan let out a sinister laugh and suddenly charged at Xing Yue, roaring, "I’ve had enough of you acting all high and mighty! Since it’s a life for a life, hand over your wretched life, too! Then we’ll call it even!"
Xing Yue didn’t even try to deny that she had killed someone, so what was there to argue about? Should they go back and question why Xing Tiancheng and Xing Baiwei killed Luori Yumo? It was obviously related to Xing Baifeng!
As for the earlier events, Jiang Xuling and Mo Dong were already dead, so there was no one left to hunt down.
Bai Ye had certainly made sure there was no evidence left, after all.
Currently, the various factions would devolve into violence the moment they met. There was no need for Bai Ye to fan the flames anymore. The hatred was already so deep that even if they sat down to talk, they wouldn’t be able to sort it out.
Moreover, the Wargod Cult already had long-standing conflicts with Xing Yue and Luori Guiyang, as the Starmoon Haven's geniuses had come there to forcibly snatch their Middlekin Star Ruin’s resources. And who would be okay with that? Xing Baizhan had long wanted to deal with them!
After Xing Baizhan’s transformation, his form was even more terrifying than other devas. His eyes were filled with pale, wriggling parasites, and his three heads of Joy, Anger, and Sorrow had rows of teeth as sharp and numerous as a shark’s. His entire body was covered in bone spikes and dark gray scales, and his six arms had claws as sharp as swords. His tongues, covered in barbs, menacingly slithered out of his mouths!
The most terrifying thing was that after transforming, each of his six arms wielded a warblade—all high-maniverse-class artifacts.
Gripping those massive forty-meter-long blades, he let his tongue hang loose while the white parasites in his eyes squirmed into his blood vessels, opening gray eyes all over his skin, enhancing his vision to a terrifying degree.