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Chapter 441 The Ultimate Insult
Chapter 441 The Ultimate Insult
The battle ended too quickly, especially the crucial three seconds that determined the outcome.
This is also necessary.
Otherwise, Qu Jingxuan could have used the power of Great Freedom to leave again and staged another resurrection.
We must be quick, so quick that Da Zizai won't have time to take Qu Jingxuan away, or even for the two of them to establish contact.
To prevent Qu Jingxuan's soul from being extracted even after his death, Bai Ze even chose to twist off his head, thus imprisoning Qu Jingxuan's soul as well.
Once Qu Jingxuan's head falls into Bai Ze's hands, it won't be so easy for Da Zizai to take him away again.
Grasping Qu Jingxuan's hair bun, strands of blood pierced his crown chakra, and Bai Ze swiftly said:
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I shall be on the Ganges.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the sky.
After Bai Ze disappeared, the surrounding space suddenly returned to normal. The distant clouds began to move again, the wind howled, blowing the flames in the space, and the wreckage of the plane and Qu Jingxuan's headless corpse fell from the sky.
The next instant, a strong wind suddenly arose, and a figure appeared with the wind, raising his hand to freeze the wreckage and Qu Jingxuan's corpse.
A chilling aura suddenly descended from the sky, its overwhelming will demonstrating its absolute presence.
"The Third Divine Enemy".
Cheng Peng bowed to the sky.
After the cover disappeared, the attack on Qu Jingxuan was detected by satellite immediately. Because it was not far from Yanjing, "Yuncheng Wanlipeng" stationed in Yanjing also sensed the situation at the same time and rushed over immediately.
He arrived almost simultaneously with the will of the third divine enemy and noticed the anomaly immediately.
"Great free demon blood."
Cheng Peng's gaze immediately locked onto Qu Jingxuan's headless corpse.
When Qu Jingxuan was unharmed, he was able to hide his Great Freedom Demon Blood. Now that he has lost his head and his body is almost dead, he can no longer hide his Great Freedom Demon Blood.
Not to mention that Qu Jingxuan had previously gone all out, causing the demonic blood to fully manifest.
It is estimated that in another second or two, his body will die, and the demonic blood will return to its original state along with his essence.
Even if the demonic blood returns to the Great Freedom, the traces left behind can still prove that Qu Jingxuan was tainted with demonic blood.
In other words, he has revealed his identity.
A chilling aura emanated from the sky, and chains appeared out of thin air, binding Qu Jingxuan's mangled body and also restraining the Great Freedom Demon Blood.
"The perpetrator sealed off the surrounding space and used an unknown technique to slow down information flow here. This made it seem as if the place was disconnected from the outside world, as if time had slowed down."
The third enemy of the gods swept his divine sense around and said, "This method is formless and traceless. Even I did not notice anything unusual until this space reconnected with the outside world, and the delayed information was released."
It didn't block the Third God's perception, but rather concealed the information.
This eliminates the need for the opponent to engage in a sensory confrontation with the third divine enemy, thus reducing the difficulty.
Even so, it is not something that ordinary people can do.
"The assailant killed Qu Jingxuan, took his head, and exposed his identity as a follower of the Great Freedom Sect, but then escaped beforehand..."
Cheng Peng sensed his surroundings and asked, "What does this mean?"
"You'll find out what it means when you find him."
The voice of the Third Divine Enemy came from the sky, and at the same time, a thunderous roar swept across the heavens.
The divine thought of the third enemy was as fast as lightning, rushing westward and instantly crossing the border of Eastern Xia and entering the ancient land of Sanskrit India.
The sky trembled violently, like the sound of heavenly drums, and a thunderous force swept across the Ganges Plain, reaching the middle reaches of the Ganges.
There, a blurry figure carrying a severed head was gazing at the horizon.
As the sound of thunder descended, the figure took a step back and retreated into the ripples of space.
Then a loud bang!
It was like thunder exploding in the river, the turbid current rushing to the sky, and then instantly frozen.
Unfortunately, they were unable to track down that figure.
He entered the realm of mountains and seas.
The voice of the Third Divine Enemy echoed, "The rift in the world is enough to sever the pursuit of divine thoughts, but I have already caught a trace."
The surrounding sky rippled faintly, and a faint black and white hue appeared on Qu Jingxuan's headless body.
"Yin and Yang energies?" Cheng Peng looked serious upon seeing this.
There are many cultivation methods for Yin and Yang energies, but in Cheng Peng's memory, there is only one that can cultivate an energy as pure as the one before him, seemingly the very root of Yin and Yang.
—The Cantongqi (The Kinship of the Three)
"Is he Bai Ze?" Cheng Peng asked solemnly.
"Whether it is or not, we'll know once we find him."
The Third Divine Enemy ordered, "Cheng Peng, send this wisp of aura to the Mountain and Sea Realm so that Federation warriors can search for it."
"Find him."
In that same dimly lit conference room, the people in control behind Wanyizhiji were still holding a meeting.
Because not much time has passed.
From the moment Qu Jingxuan's projection left until he boarded the plane and his head was ripped off, less than ten minutes had passed.
This is why, when a new projection appears, all eyes turn to it simultaneously.
"A theologian?"
The painter suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "No, you're not a theologian."
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Although their figures were equally blurry, their temperaments were vastly different.
Among the people present, only a few had met the theologians before, but having dealt with them for so long, they were quite familiar with them.
They could tell at a glance that the figure before them was different from the theologians.
"That's exactly right."
The blurry figure emitted a genderless, mechanical voice, bowed slightly to the crowd, and then said elegantly and politely, "I am the representative sent by the writer. As for the theologian this lady mentioned, he is now just a head."
Upon hearing this, the painter burst into a series of clear laughs, even bending over with laughter in a rather unseemly manner.
"If you suffer a loss later, don't blame me for not warning you... I still remember what the theologian said when he left ten minutes ago."
The painter covered his mouth with his hand, barely managing to stop laughing, and said, "I never imagined that in just ten minutes, the theologian who kindly reminded me would be reduced to nothing but a head. This is probably what the people of Dongxia meant by the impermanence of life."
The military strategist also burst into laughter.
The others didn't show much effort, but they were also a bit tense.
Even with their composure, they almost couldn't keep their expressions up at this moment.
It could even be said that if they hadn't all been hiding their true faces, most people would probably have been momentarily stunned.
There's no way around it, the theologian's performance was just too impressive.
Even the educator who was a teacher, and thus an immortal, was almost amused.
As for the veracity of this news, the fact that this figure was able to log in here already proves that what he said is true.
Keep in mind, he logged in using a theologian's account.
Otherwise, people wouldn't have subconsciously assumed that the theologian had returned.
"It's a pity, his depiction of gods and demons is still quite valuable," the educator said with some regret.
After a brief period of intense tension, the others also calmed down.
The theologian's death was comical, but the person who killed him was anything but.
The theologian's true identity has not yet been fully revealed, but everyone knows he is from Dongxia. Someone capable of killing in Dongxia today is no ordinary person.
A moment later, the military strategist's projection lightly tapped the table, then looked at the blurry figure and said, "Since the theologian is dead, his seat will be filled by someone else."
All eyes turned to the writer's representative.
The figure calmly stated, "The writer will stand alongside you, replacing the theologians."
There was no consent sought, only a calm announcement.
The author already knew the location of the fundamental principles of the Collection of Myriad Changes. Furthermore, since he was able to obtain an account from the theologian, he could also access the information about the Collection of Myriad Changes held by the theologian.
In this situation, hostility is the most foolish choice.
Moreover, they had no connection with the theologians, so they weren't going to act out of loyalty and avenge the theologians.
"I think it's feasible," the military strategist said calmly.
I second that.
A calm, even voice replied, a voice that had once appeared on the Wan Yi Train—the voice of the god of commerce.
Or, we can call him a businessman.
"I second that," the painter said with a light laugh.
Besides these three, there was also the educator Koscher, and three unidentified, blurry figures.
"The Kingdom of Ying should be in the writer's hands now," the rather burly figure thought for a moment and said. "He is qualified to be ranked alongside us, the traveler second that."
"Since he has proven his ability, then let's go with him," another person chimed in. "The politician seconded it."
"The mathematicians second that," the last person said in a calm voice.
Only the educator Koscher remained.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "I have a feeling this person will also be my student. The educator seconded that."
The motion passed unanimously.
"I thank you all on behalf of my master."
The blurry figure bowed again and said, "The master will contact you all in ten days. I hope you will do me the honor of attending."
After saying that, the figure gradually faded away.
At the same time, a light screen appeared in mid-air, with green data streams rapidly passing by.
But the result—
"We can't find him," the businessman said. "The writer indeed possesses extremely strong information technology skills and most likely has access to technology from other worlds."
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"The mechanical world and the Western Union have a close relationship. Could it be someone from the Western Union?" the painter said leisurely. "If not, that would be even more interesting."
As for the military strategist, he logged off immediately and left the conference room.
As the marshal of Ursus, military strategist Andrei is now extremely envious of the Steel Continent.
Now that the writer has truly taken his seat, controlling the Steel Continent might bring even greater benefits to Ursus.
And so, the meeting came to an end.
As a result, the mastermind behind the Wan Yi Zhi Ji (万易之集) has changed, and new players have taken their place at the table.
At the same time, Bai Ze hovered in mid-air, watching a phantom figure pass through the spatial passage and then shatter.
He himself had entered the passage long ago, but what entered later under the divine consciousness of the Third Divine Enemy was actually a fabricated illusion.
Bai Ze had no intention of playing any thrills under the nose of the third divine enemy.
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Now, Luo Shu should have reached an agreement with the Wan Yi Zhi Ji on my behalf. With the writers officially on the table, the military strategists will surely seize this opportunity to cooperate with me.
Various thoughts raced through Bai Ze's mind.
He did not doubt the military strategist's decisiveness and was certain that the strategist would seize the opportunity.
Military strategists will do anything that benefits the Ursus Federation.
This is the will that military strategists, and the vast majority of the Ursus Federation military, are committed to upholding.
The Ursus Federation can be described as a nation of faith, where members of the Orthodox Church are connected by symbols they have created themselves, and the military, which accounts for 80% of the country's power, follows the beliefs of the god-enemy Vladimir.
The man revered as the "Father of Ursus" ended the imperial system and founded the Ursus Federation. His will is the direction in which millions of Ursus soldiers advance.
In the Ursus military, those warriors of six stars or above who possess a similar divine will account for more than 70% of the total.
They share the same belief: all power and glory belong to Ursus.
It is precisely because of faith that the Ursus Federation, despite lacking the technological advantages of the Western Alliance and the compatibility of Eastern Xia culture and martial arts, has been able to produce one martial artist after another at the level of six stars or above.
Ursus warriors with similar divine will can unite on the battlefield, and even if they cultivate different techniques, they can cooperate seamlessly.
They can even imbue the Heavenly Gate warriors or even their divine enemies with divine power, gathering their strength and merging them into one.
In large-scale wars, the Ursus Federation is invincible.
Therefore, Bai Ze was absolutely certain that the military strategist would cooperate with him to acquire Western Union technology, and at the same time, take advantage of the opportunity to subdue the Eastern Xia Federation, the third divine enemy, which had emerged from seclusion.
With various constraints, sovereignty over the Steel Continent will be tacitly handed over to Bai Ze.
"As for now one"
Bai Ze looked at the head he was holding in his hand.
Qu Jingxuan was not dead yet; his head was still alive, but his soul was trapped in his sea of consciousness, struggling wildly.
"This is what you meant by 'see you next time'," Bai Ze said with a light laugh.
Qu Jingxuan kept his eyes tightly closed and did not answer. He just tried his best to break free from Bai Ze's restraint.
Even the slightest opening would be enough for him to return to his state of great freedom and be resurrected once more.
"Living like a dog is truly ugly."
Bai Ze scoffed and said no more, but the blood vessels extending from his five fingers gradually thickened.
This, on the contrary, provoked Qu Jingxuan.
He opened his eyes and saw only the indifferent Bai Ze, whose gaze held no joy of victory, only a calm sense of entitlement.
As Bai Ze said, he doesn't argue with dogs about winning or losing.
In Bai Ze's eyes now, Qu Jingxuan is just a dog, or even just a dog's head.
"You—can't kill me—" Qu Jingxuan struggled, his voice strained as he spoke.
Bai Ze remained silent, relentlessly digging into his mind, attempting to completely control the Great Freedom Demon Blood within his head.
Intense pain erupted, as if my very soul was being torn apart.
At the same time, there is also an extreme sense of shame.
"You—can't kill me!"
"Bai Ze!"
"Bai Ze, answer me!"
In extreme pain and a state of mental breakdown, Qu Jingxuan nearly went insane.
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