Because of his Cataclysmic ability, Qiu Tu is almost useless against Heavenly Gods. Only Zhao Ji... if she goes all out, maybe she can barely exchange blows with a high-level Heavenly God.

Even with a four-against-two situation, Qiu Tu’s side only has a one-man advantage, but honestly, there’s still no chance of winning.

What’s more... Qiu Tu doesn’t believe that, with East God King Longchuan Ying’s personality, she would come to assassinate them without any trump cards at hand.

Sure enough, just as Qiu Tu was thinking this, after forcing the clone in white and the North God King back with a whip, Longchuan Ying retreated and looked at the two coldly, and a crisp laugh actually came from behind her Ghost Face mask.

She said, "I thought you guys had plotted for so long, hiding away some kind of trump card. Turns out... that’s it?"

Even with the mask on, everyone could sense the viciousness in her eyes and the contempt in her tone. She said, "After all these years, you still haven’t improved at all."

"You don’t really think that just because you’ve become a Pseudo-God King, you can’t get stronger, do you?"

As she spoke, she lightly clapped her hands, and in the next second, six figures suddenly appeared before her.

Among the six figures, some were shrouded entirely in black hoods, some were wrapped head to toe in bandages, some wore clown masks, and others had makeup so heavy their faces were unrecognizable. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But more importantly... the aura from these six figures was formidable—they had all reached the Heavenly God level.

The strongest aura among them belonged to the bandaged woman; she seemed to have faintly reached the realm of a mid-level Heavenly God.

Seeing this, whether it was the North God King, the clone in white, or Zhao Ji, a trace of wariness appeared in their eyes.

The group quickly retreated, opening up distance from the six Heavenly Gods.

Seeing this, Longchuan Ying didn’t mind at all, stepping forward two more steps.

Her eyes behind the Ghost Face mask were cold as she looked at the group, then she spoke, "Actually... a Pseudo-God King isn’t incapable of raising their Positional Frame."

"It’s just more troublesome and complicated."

"And even without raising our Positional Frame, we have plenty of ways to strengthen our power."

"How could this world possibly not have a path to the sky? It’s just that no one chooses to walk it."

When she finished, she looked at Zhao Ji and said, "Xiyue. Back then, you were the blazing sun above, and we were just stars circling you."

"I looked up to you, but I also envied you."

"We’re all Heavenly Gods. Why are you so strong?"

"When we were in the Heavenly God realm, I was indeed no match for you. But now you’re Eighth Rank, I’m a Heavenly God, and I have six Heavenly God-level clones—I don’t believe I’m still not as good as you..."

Hearing Longchuan Ying’s words, Qiu Tu’s gaze swept over those six Heavenly God-level clones, carefully feeling out their power and Positional Frame.

After a moment, he relaxed internally: good news—the power of these six Heavenly Gods is truly formidable, and they’ve all reached the Heavenly God level, but... they’re probably just clones.

That is to say, over these years, because her own strength had stalled, Longchuan Ying chose to cultivate more clones to raise her combat power and... try to break the upper limit of a "Pseudo-Heavenly God’s" power.

But, a clone is still a clone. Their highest Positional Frame is just Peak Eighth Rank, not Heavenly God.

This means Qiu Tu’s Order Space can take effect.

But the bad news is... with so many Heavenly God-level fighters, if Qiu Tu wants to wipe them out in one go, he’ll probably have to drain all the resources and spiritual power, vitality he’s accumulated over these years.

And... there’s still one biggest problem:

Just like Qiu Tu analyzed earlier. Even if Qiu Tu risks everything to take out these six Heavenly God-level clones... there’s still a significant gap between the two sides’ strength.

Unless... by slaying those seven Heavenly God-level clones, he can intimidate the enemy and scare them off.

Or...

Thinking this, Qiu Tu’s eyes suddenly lit up. It felt like he’d thought of a way to break the stalemate.

Though he’d never used this method before, that didn’t mean it wouldn’t work.

With that, Qiu Tu’s mind raced. He quickly sorted through his plan in his head and, making sure it was sound, immediately used spiritual power to send a message to Zhao Ji,

"Sister Zhaoji, are you confident you can handle these eight Heavenly Gods?"

Upon receiving Qiu Tu’s message, Zhao Ji, hovering in midair, glanced at him coolly and said, "I can."

Qiu Tu: ??

This wasn’t what Qiu Tu expected.

Does Zhao Ji still have some hidden trump card?

While Qiu Tu was thinking that, Zhao Ji added indifferently, "Don’t worry. Since I dragged you into this war, I will definitely ensure your safety."

"Soon, I’ll personally take them down. All you need to do is follow my orders. Don’t hesitate for even a moment."

Hearing Zhao Ji’s words, Qiu Tu was stunned for a second, then immediately understood!

He hurriedly sent a spiritual message back, "Sister Zhaoji, you can’t be planning to take them down with you, right?"

Zhao Ji snorted, sounding disdainful, "Take me down with them? They’re not worthy."

Qiu Tu breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhao Ji continued, "It’s just... after killing them, I may actually need to reincarnate once more."

"After all, using certain abilities comes at a steep price. And once I pay it, I’m destined not to reach the Peak in this lifetime..."

"If that’s the case, I might sleep for another hundred years..."

By the end, Zhao Ji’s voice was getting softer and softer.

Qiu Tu couldn’t tell if it was just his imagination, but her voice seemed tinged with a little... reluctance?

And considering what Zhao Ji just said about protecting his safety and sleeping a hundred years...

For a moment, a bold thought appeared in Qiu Tu’s heart.

’Zhao Ji... is she reluctant to leave me?’

Qiu Tu couldn’t help but look up at Zhao Ji. But Zhao Ji gripped her ice sword, her eyes growing firmer, and though her aura hadn’t risen, it felt as if it was growing, accumulating like an endless abyss!

Seeing this, Qiu Tu thought for a moment, then hurriedly used spiritual power to stop Zhao Ji, "Wait, Sister Zhaoji. I have a way to solve this, and you don’t have to give up your path in this lifetime!"

Hearing Qiu Tu, for the first time, surprise flashed in Zhao Ji’s eyes.

But she quickly concealed that expression, then used spiritual power to reply to Qiu Tu, "How do we solve it?"

Upon hearing Zhao Ji, Qiu Tu quickly explained his plan.

Zhao Ji listened quietly, pondered for two seconds, then finally replied, "Are you sure you can hold on?"

This time, Qiu Tu’s gaze was resolute.

He smiled lightly, "Just like you want to protect my safety, I just want to protect yours."

"You’re willing to shield me from wind and rain, I’m just as willing."

At critical moments, Qiu Tu never lets anyone down. After all... ’The Handbook of Emotions’ [108 Ways to Deepen Relationships], No.63: Men live for the long haul, women live for those brilliant moments."

Men are rational creatures. When they’re with a woman, they’re constantly adding and subtracting points.

But women are different. They’re more emotional, often remembering only the moments when their feelings fluctuated the most. Years later, they might forget all the little things with you, but they’ll remember those unforgettable fragments.

So... if you have 5000 yuan, don’t use it to buy breakfast or gifts every day, hoping time will bring love. Most likely, you’ll get nothing.

Just rent a luxury car, order 99 roses, take her to a lavish dinner, confess under the moonlight, and book a five-star hotel. That night, you might just make it happen...

And that kind of method works now too.

Qiu Tu could swear loyalty ten thousand times in daily life, but it all pales compared to standing before Zhao Ji at a crucial moment.

Sure enough, after hearing Qiu Tu, Zhao Ji’s eyes fluctuated sharply twice.

She looked deeply at Qiu Tu, then finally sent a cool spiritual message, "Okay."

And at that moment, while the two were talking, the East God King spoke as well.

She sounded as if she’d long seen through their spiritual conversation, her tone half-joking, "Are you guys done talking?"

"So are we fighting or not?"

Hearing Longchuan Ying, Zhao Ji snapped back to reality.

She looked at Longchuan Ying and said, "Long Chuan, you say you looked up to me, envied me. But do you know why, back then, I was a Peak Heavenly God, able to cut down God Kings on the battlefield, while you were just a high-level Heavenly God cheering from the back?"

Hearing Zhao Ji, Longchuan Ying was momentarily stunned.

Zhao Ji slowly drew her sword, her face expressionless, "Because for me, the world has long been without any opponents."

"My only opponent is myself!"

As she spoke, the aura on Zhao Ji began to surge madly!

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