The Battle for the World's Survival?!
Qin Luo's voice thundered like a sudden clap of lightning, snapping everyone out of their daze.
Lin Xiyan tightened her grip on the wooden sword in her hand, a glint of determination flashing in her eyes. Clenching his teeth, he quickly rose from the ground. "Qin Luo is right! This is no time for us to retreat!"
Lu Chen gritted his teeth, hoisting the burning greatsword onto his shoulder once more. His hands trembled as he stood.
Fear was human instinct!
He despised himself for being so intimidated by their overwhelming presence.
But what he hated even more was his own powerlessness!
If he didn’t even dare to fight, he might as well die right here!
Su Jiu'er flicked her folding fan open, anger flashing in her eyes. "Enough, really enough! One villain after another keeps popping up—is this never going to end?!"
Even Su Jiu'er herself was stunned. When had she ever suffered such humiliation before?
In the past, opportunities would fall right into her lap without effort.
Since when had things become so troublesome? Since when had so many obstacles stood in her way?
Then—
"Qin Luo is right!"
"For the ones we love!"
"For our friends!"
"For those we wish to protect!"
"For... the world!"
One by one, the Chosen Ones miraculously rose from the crushing pressure, their willpower defying the overwhelming force.
The power of destiny surged forth!
Gritting their teeth, they stepped forward, standing behind Qin Luo, their furious gazes locked onto the nine figures hovering in the sky.
"Slay the evil!!"
"Slay the evil!!"
"Slay the evil!!"
Fists raised, their roars shook the heavens, their momentum unstoppable.
Each of them could feel their spiritual energy being slowly drained by the eerie crimson moon above. But—!
That didn’t stop them from standing firm now.
They would fight alongside Qin Luo and Su Jiu'er to exterminate the evil and defend all living beings!
As for Su Muwan—
Her pupils trembled, her heart clenching painfully.
She looked around, taking in the sight of the Chosen Ones standing behind her—people who, in her past life, would have cursed her as a venomous witch with every breath.
Her mind went blank.
What... was this feeling?
Why? Why had things turned out like this?
Did she even deserve to stand among them?
Shouldn’t she be on the opposite side?
Shouldn’t she be the one they scorned and reviled?
Shouldn’t she... be the greatest villain of all?
I...
Oh... right...
Su Muwan's gaze slowly shifted from the crowd to the figure standing beside her.
And... she couldn’t look away.
Since when had she begun to trust him without hesitation?
Since when had she started relying on him instinctively?
Since when had she... stopped being the lonely villainess and instead become his most steadfast ally—no, even his beloved?
So, from the very beginning, from the moment Qin Luo appeared by her side... she was never meant to be alone again.
She was no longer the villain, no longer the venomous witch, no longer the target of everyone’s hatred.
She was... Su Muwan.
Qin Luo’s Su Su, Qin Luo’s Mu Mu, Qin Luo’s Wan Wan.
From this moment on, Su Muwan understood.
She took a deep breath, turning to face the nine figures in the sky.
Whether they could win or not—
No matter what awaited them after this battle—
At least now...
"Qin Luo."
A faint smile curled at Su Muwan’s lips as she spoke with absolute sincerity. "Right now... I lack nothing!"
Qin Luo chuckled softly, wanting to ruffle her hair but holding back given the gravity of the situation.
Instead, he simply replied, "Understood, my lady."
Then—
He raised his head, glaring at the nine supreme soul projections in the sky, and lifted his hand.
"Evil fiends!! Prepare to die!!"
Evil fiends?!
Yan Lie and the others frowned, their eyes blazing with murderous intent.
Insects—mere insects—dared to lump them together with vile creatures?
They had initially considered granting these ants a swift death.
But now... Hah!
The nine figures stood midair, their presence domineering.
"Pathetic insects, how dare you speak of slaying us? How laughable!"
Yan Lie’s body blazed with flames that scorched the heavens, his arrogant gaze sweeping over the mortals below.
Given the stakes, and considering the overwhelming destiny these people carried...
If any unexpected variables arose...
They had no patience left for theatrics with these lowly insects.
Ming Ku sneered, his voice as cold as the abyss. "Foolish brats, how dare you spout nonsense before us?! Mere ants, speaking of the world’s survival?!"
"A mere fraction of our soul’s power is enough to reduce you to dust!"
"The rules of this place no longer favor you vile creatures! With just you worms, trying to oppose us is as ridiculous as an ant shaking a tree!"
The elder from the Jade Pure Palace snorted disdainfully. "Do you insects even comprehend the weight of the title ‘Supreme’?"
"This formation is called the Nine Nether Purgatory—you should kneel in gratitude for the privilege of dying within it!"
BOOM!!
Upon reaching the Supreme Realm, one could command the very laws of the world!
And now—looming above them—
Were nine Supreme beings!!
A tidal wave of pressure crashed down upon the crowd.
Every face paled in shock!!
The next realm beyond the True Spirit Realm—the Supreme Realm?!
How could they possibly fight enemies of this level?!
Just as doubt crept in—
"Ridiculous!!"
A voice like thunder shattered the arrogance of the nine in the sky.
All eyes turned to the speaker—
It was none other than—
Qin Luo!!
He swung his arm out, his eyes blazing with unshakable conviction as he roared, "So what if they’re Supreme?!"
"So what if they’re peerless?!"
"So what if they’re stronger?!"
"This isn’t about whether we can win—it’s about the fact that we must stand here!!"
"If even we warriors flee, then who will fight?!"
The moment his words fell—
BOOM!!
The crowd’s scalps tingled, their eyes reignited with unwavering resolve—no, even the will to die if necessary!
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
Their roars surged like a tsunami.
And with each shout—
Streaks of golden light began erupting from their bodies!!
This was—!!
The nine Supremes’ eyes widened in shock.
Faith energy?!!!
Madness! How could mere insects in a minor world manifest faith energy?!
Yet, the evidence was undeniable.
As the faith energy gathered, the golden light coalesced behind them, slowly forming a colossal phantom!
Towering like a mountain, its outline sharpened until it took shape—a gigantic golden hand, vast enough to blot out the sky!
The hand resembled that of a celestial god, its palm lines as profound as the laws of heaven and earth.
Hovering in the air, its radiance pulsed, as though capable of suppressing all evil and tearing through all darkness.
That’s right!
Qin Luo raised his hand—and the golden hand mirrored his movement.
This was the fusion of two abilities he had obtained long ago!!
[War God Avatar Technique (War God Soul, War God Form—condensing the intangible essence of battle intent into a phantom of the War God!)] (Chapter 212)
【Soul Convergence (Harnessing the City's Fortune for One's Own Use)!!】 (Chapter 209)
Qin Luo's lips curled into a faint smirk as he slowly raised his middle finger toward the nine figures in the sky.
The phantom hand mirrored the gesture.
"To all of you from the Great World..."
"Welcome... to the Minor World."
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