The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1424 - 1437: Seeking Immortality (Part 1)

"You... are the first one who can still remain unharmed for so long after injuring me. Truly worthy of the ancient Su Family bloodline, just as troublesome as your clansmen."

"Indeed, I should have eliminated you before you awakened, to prevent you from growing to be such a grave threat to us." Haojun God’s glassy, cold gaze revealed faint regret and remorse.

Su Li sneered, "Is it not because of your selfishness? Using the Su Clan’s luck to cross your divine tribulation."

"Let’s finish this today." Even before the words were fully spoken, Su Li’s figure had already swiftly charged forward, leaving behind a heavy afterimage in place.

The Divine Whip, like a long serpent with fangs bared, cut off Haojun God’s retreat path.

Haojun God wasn’t wrong in saying that today’s Su Li could not be compared to the person she was back then.

In the past, facing Haojun God’s pursuit and encirclement, she could only flee, but today... the outcome of victory and defeat is uncertain.

New hatred and old grievances surged in her heart; little bug, Little Taoyao.... Their fall was thanks to the man before her, and Su Li was filled with hate.

But what she hated even more was her own past weak and helpless self.

With these thoughts, Su Li swung the Judgement Whip with even more ferocity.

And Haojun God’s Divine Sword was entangled with Su Li’s whip, neither able to overpower the other.

The extent to which a weapon can be wielded entirely depends on the owner’s ability. Haojun God felt a trace of surprise, yet it seemed expected.

Su Li engaged in close combat with her bare hands, her fists, adorned with starlight, targeted the noble visage of Haojun God, who dodged her first punch and blocked the second with his bare hand near his nose.

However,... the hand blocking the punch began to tremble involuntarily, the distance to the nose gradually shortening.

Never heard that the Ancient Su Family practiced physical training, so why is the fist of this remnant so hard?

"Bang" Su Li increased the force in her hand, her unstoppable fist breaking through Haojun God’s defense and striking his indifferent, aloof face.

This breach in defense was difficult to mend once made.

Haojun God retreated continuously, while Su Li pressed on relentlessly.

She advanced, knocking him down, straddling Haojun God’s body, fists pounding left and right, each hitting flesh.

This thug-like fighting style was truly life-threatening; Haojun God’s body, tempered a thousand times, began to crumble under her assault, cracks appearing on the skin like porcelain.

"Do you submit, does this beating make you submit...."

"What’s that look, not convinced? Then I’ll beat you until you are."

Avoiding hitting the face, Su Li, straddling Haojun God, specifically targeted his face’s vulnerable spots, her Divine Whip snapping the Divine Sword away whenever it tried to protect its master, the whip wrapping around the sword’s hilt, pulling it away with force, quickly disappearing from their sight.

Feeling the severing of his bond with the Divine Sword, Haojun God spat out a mouthful of heart’s blood with a puff.

"Ew, you’re disgusting." Su Li quickly retracted her hand in disgust, "Close call, didn’t get stained."

It was as if she were facing something filthy and reeking, her eyes filled with disdain, making Haojun God’s gaze sink as deep as an abyss.

Taking advantage of Su Li’s momentary withdrawal, Haojun God struck downwards with a palm, disappearing from his place and reappearing not far away, locking eyes with Su Li.

Haojun God, clutching his chest, couldn’t help but cough a few times.

This time facing Su Li, he faintly felt suppressed; she bore an aura that made him want to submit, and drawing near her made his wounds burn painfully, placing him at a disadvantage from the start.

Su Li reacted swiftly, giving Haojun God no chance to catch his breath, her fingers grasped, and the Divine Whip flew from her hand towards Haojun God.

She hadn’t forgotten the peculiar law that villains die from talking too much, resolutely leaving no chance for the enemy to respond.

Watching the purple-golden light flickering on the Divine Whip, leaving fine stardust traces along its path, it looked beautiful, but Haojun God felt an unprecedented solemness and dread.

The wound on his chest, suppressed, began to ache again.

He hadn’t forgotten that the poison that hurt him came from the purple-golden light on the whip.

Suddenly, Haojun God regretted his rash decision to come today; who could have thought that in just a few hundred years, Su Li would grow to a level that demanded his caution.

If she hadn’t awakened the ancient Su Family bloodline, with such aptitude, she would be a prodigious woman.

Haojun God dared not be careless, yet he still couldn’t avoid getting ambushed punch after punch by Su Li.

Frustrated and embarrassed, yet unable to escape this fate seemingly strangled by destiny.

Su Li’s fists were about to become his nightmare and heart demon; Haojun God felt that if he couldn’t eliminate Su Li completely today, with this experience, she would become his future heart demon, hindering his cultivation.

Haojun God gritted his teeth, biting his fingertip, drew a talisman in the air with Divine Blood.

As the final stroke of the talisman took shape, the Blood Talisman glowed brilliantly, driving countless tiny planets towards Su Li.

After completing this, strands of white appeared in Haojun God’s hair at his temples, his expression weary beyond measure, his lips pale, body appearing strained and overburdened.

This strike exhausted all his strength, and his already injured body was further depleted.

He watched intently as this world-destroying attack sought to obliterate Su Li.

Not only humans fear, gods do too.

An existence that can threaten a god shouldn’t exist.

The ancient Su Family, judgment and order, had long perished in the passage of millions of years; since they had vanished, they shouldn’t rekindle.

This cause, since it started because of him, should be ended by his own hands.

A massive explosion formed a super strong energy vortex, destroying everything in the universe, except for the woman standing at the very center.

She seemed fragile enough for a breeze to blow her away, yet stood unshakable at the storm’s heart, with a nation in her palm spinning rapidly above her head.

The sound of chanting resounded in the universe, Faith Power infused into Su Li, guarding her from the energy explosion.

Haojun God watched the woman in palace attire emerge from the eye of the storm, the ornamental flower at her brow flickering with purple-golden light, her robes fluttering, swallowing a metallic taste, and sighed softly.

"The Nation of Faith, the legendary thing, you actually cultivated it, no wonder...."

He didn’t finish, yet both understood clearly.

The ribbons swirling around transformed back into the Divine Whip, one lash, two lashes.... in an instant, Su Li flicked out hundreds of lashes.

The stone bead, which had initially regained some glow, dimmed again from blocking a recent blow. Within the stone bead’s world of faith, the flowers and grass quickly withered and decayed, and the faithful who had been meditating silently once again fell into slumber.... this infuriated Su Li, resenting Haojun God’s disregard.