Chapter 237 A black feather, Qian Renshang’s back-up plan!
His body was trembling slightly, his hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were dug deeply into his palms, but he could not feel any pain. Because the inner pain far outweighs the physical pain.
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, tears welling up in his eyes. He didn't know how to go in the future, nor how to face this continent that he had pushed into the abyss by his own hands.
Qian Daoliu didn't want to think about this problem anymore. He shook his head vigorously, as if to get rid of those painful thoughts from his mind.
He didn't dare to face it, he was afraid that he really felt that he was the culprit of these things.
Every time his mind touched that terrible possibility, his heart felt like it was being grasped tightly by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible to breathe.
He escaped and chose to close his heart and not touch the deep wound.
So he could only numb himself and kept repeating in his heart:
"Just wait until Qian Renxue becomes a god, and everything will be fine."
It was as if this was his only life-saving straw, the only glimmer of hope he could see in this endless darkness.
His eyes became dull, and he was like a body without a soul. He repeated these words mechanically, trying to dispel the fear and guilt in his heart.
On the other side, the Star Forest!
The beast tide returned, and countless soul beasts returned to the Star Dou Forest as if they were fleeing for their lives.
Their originally majestic figures now looked embarrassed, with minor or serious injuries on their bodies, and their eyes were full of fear and panic.
There was a heavy atmosphere in the forest, and the trees seemed to droop in response to what had happened to them.
Those powerful beast kings have also lost their former majesty, and all of them look tired and solemn.
This time they were really scared, the power of God was so terrifying! That irresistible pressure, that devastating attack, lingers in the heart of every soul beast like a nightmare.
Mr. Xiong lowered his huge head, and the wounds on his body were still oozing blood. He was breathing heavily, and his heart was full of confusion and worry about the future.
There were tears in Brigitte's eyes. She looked at her injured companions, her heart filled with pain and helplessness.
The Ten Thousand Demon King's expression was gloomy. It kept thinking about the future of the soul beast clan, but could not find a glimmer of hope.
The entire Star Dou Forest is immersed in sadness and fear. They don't know when the next disaster will come, and they don't know how to face the almost invincible power of God.
Mr. Xiong and the others stepped into the core circle of the Star Dou Forest full of sadness and indignation, and every step seemed extremely heavy.
Di Tian sensed them immediately, and then immediately appeared in front of them.
His majestic figure exuded a powerful aura, but when he saw the sad looks of Mr. Xiong and others, his face instantly became extremely ugly, and he asked eagerly:
"What's going on? Why is the beast tide back, and... where is Qian Renshang?"
Mr. Xiong gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with tears, and his voice was trembling:
"Ditian, we...we lost, badly."
The King of Ten Thousand Demons clenched his fists and said bitterly:
"The angel god has come, Qian Renshang...he has died in battle."
When Di Tian heard this, he shook his body as if struck by lightning, and shouted in disbelief:
"How could this happen? How could it happen!"
For a time, emotions of grief and anger spread in the inner circle, making people breathless.
Di Tian never thought that their revenge would fail. His eyes widened, full of shock and unwillingness.
"How is it possible that God can intervene in human affairs?"
He roared angrily, and his voice echoed in the core circle of the Star Dou Forest, startling a flock of birds.
His body trembled slightly, even though he was strong, it was difficult to accept such a result at this moment. "Qian Renshang died in battle and the beast tide was defeated. Are we, the soul beast clan, doomed to be bullied and unable to resist?"
Ditian's voice was full of despair and doubt.
Mr. Xiong roared angrily: "Is there any justice in this world? God can decide our life and death at will?"
The King of Ten Thousand Demons looked gloomy, "After this failure, I wonder how humans will treat us..."
"Alas, we really failed miserably this time!!"
Ditian took a deep breath and tried to calm down,
"Take care of the injured soul beast first and consider the long term. This matter will never let go!"
At this time, Di Tian slowly took out a black feather. The black feather was extremely strange, exuding a strong dark aura, as if it could swallow up all the surrounding light.
Mr. Xiong and others were puzzled. Mr. Xiong opened his eyes wide and asked eagerly: "What is this?"
The King of Ten Thousand Demons also looked puzzled and stared at the feather. Brigitte sobbed, her voice filled with tears:
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"What a strong dark power..."
Ditian's eyes were full of pain, and his voice was low and hoarse:
"This is what Qian Renshang gave him before he left. Now that Qian Renshang's body is gone, this may be the only thing he left behind!"
When Di Tian said this, his expression became a little sad again.
Did Qian Renshang really die like that?
At this time, the dark aura on the black feathers became more intense, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot. Some strange lines vaguely appeared on the feathers. These lines shone with a faint light and seemed to be telling some mysterious information.
At this moment, the black feather suddenly changed. It slowly rose from Di Tian's hand and suspended in mid-air.
The rich dark power began to be released from it, and the power surged like substance, dyeing the surrounding space as dark as ink.
As if something was about to come out, the expressions of the beast kings changed greatly.
Mr. Xiong's eyes widened in horror, and his huge body took a few steps back involuntarily,
"This...what is going on?"
The King of Ten Thousand Demons frowned and stared nervously at the feathers that were constantly releasing dark power,
"The breath of life, could it be..."
Di Tian also had a solemn expression on his face, staring at the feathers, his soul power surging throughout his body, and he was ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
The dark power became more and more turbulent, forming a huge vortex, and the strong suction force made the beast kings unsteady.
Just as the dark power released by the black feathers became more and more violent, the entire space seemed to be dragged into endless chaos.
The dark vortex rotated crazily at a heart-stopping speed, emitting bursts of shrill whistling sounds that sounded like they came from the Nine Nether Abyss. The sound was sharp and harsh, as if it could tear a person's soul apart.
In the vortex, dazzling purple thunder and lightning intertwined and flashed, and each flash was like the light of judgment at the end of the world.
At the same time, the dark power kept churning and surging like thick ink, forming strange shapes. Some looked like ferocious faces, and some looked like twisted giant beasts, which was terrifying.
Suddenly, a brilliant golden light suddenly appeared in the center of the whirlpool.
(End of chapter)