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nChapter 6092: The Final Battle Is Coming

nEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nShe stared at Hu Qing beside Jian Wushuang with cold eyes.

nResentment!

nUnwillingness!

nIncomprehension!

nIt was clearly Jian Wushuang who was at fault, so why did her most respected master stand with her enemy?

nWhy couldn’t her master stand by her side?

n“Go!” Seeing that the timing was right, Mie Sheng casually tore open space and sent Jiang Shang out.

nSwish!

nAbove the Sword Tomb, Jiang Shang appeared in the void, holding the divine sword in reverse.

nHer hair was disheveled, her fighting spirit and hatred intertwined.

nShe gathered an incredibly powerful aura.

nBehind her, a towering giant tree appeared.

nIt was the Wanliu Divine Tree!

nEven Jian Wushuang was taken aback when he saw it.

n“The Wanliu Divine Tree!”

nHe was shocked.

nUpon closer inspection, it was just a phantom, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

nThe Wanliu Divine Tree was brought by Weiss.

nJiang Shang’s previous life was the Celestial Maiden of the Ancient Moon Spacetime and also Weiss’s disciple.

nJiang Shang should have created the Origin Source Universe and pinnacle secret technique based on the Wanliu Divine Tree.

n“Hu Qing!”

nAccording to the original arrangement, Zhen Ling shouted, “Prepare to fight!”

n“Understood!” Hu Qing clasped his hands together and stepped forward without any hesitation.

nThe two faced each other from a distance.

nJiang Shang was filled with killing intent.

nHu Qing remained calm.

n“Master!” Jiang Shang’s tone was cold, “This is my last bit of gratitude to you. From now on, we owe each other nothing!”

nHu Qing just looked at her calmly, saying nothing.

nBecause he didn’t know what to say!

nShould he tell his disciple to let go of her hatred and not to oppose them?

nEven if he died, he wouldn’t say such words.

nSo he chose to remain silent.

nAnd not make the first move.

nHe just wanted to deal with Mie Sheng first before making any decisions.

n“Jian Wushuang, you always harm those closest to you!” Seeing Hu Qing unresponsive, Jiang Shang still couldn’t bear to make the first move.

nShe wanted Hu Qing to strike at her first.

nIt was better than her striking at her master.

nFor the master and disciple to end up like this, it was all Jian Wushuang’s fault.

nYet now Jian Wushuang acted as if nothing had happened, hiding in the back.

nLike a coward.

nWithout any sense of responsibility.

nJiang Shang continuously attacked Jian Wushuang with her words.

nThis made the powerhouses on the side of Qishen Temple feel very humiliated.

nJian Wushuang was the first Divine Lord of Qishen Temple.

nYet he was being scolded right to his face.

nEven Wu Zuo couldn’t stand it anymore, coughed lightly, and persuaded, “That’s enough. Don’t forget who saved you. Now you’re opposing Qishen Temple, you traitor, you have no right to say such things!”

n“Wu Zuo!” Jian Wushuang reached out to stop him and said to Jiang Shang, “What happened to your brother is my fault, I admit it. If saying these things makes you feel better, then go ahead!”

nThis kind of blow was like a drizzle to him.

nHe had seen all kinds of big scenes.

nHe had encountered all kinds of enemies.

nRight and wrong had become increasingly insignificant to him.

nSometimes, having too many concerns led to losing far more than gaining.

nJiang Shang took a deep breath, having vented most of his hatred.

nBut the battle had not yet begun.

nZhen Ling was pleased to see this scene; the fewer opponents, the better.

nHowever, Mie Sheng couldn’t sit still. He had cultivated Jiang Shang for so long and couldn’t let him be swayed by a few words!

nHe saw through it now; Jiang Shang was just one word away from Hu Qing.

nIt was very likely that there would be no fight.

nThis couldn’t be allowed.

nJiang Shang had great potential and was of great use to him.

nHe was definitely a weapon to deal with Jian Wushuang.

nHe was unwilling to give up just like that.

n“In that case, don’t blame me!” Mie Sheng held a trace of soul power and threw it outside the Temple of World Annihilation, loudly reminding, “Jiang Shang, don’t forget how your brother died. If I succeed in creating reincarnation, I can help you resurrect your brother!”

nThe soul power passed through the Temple of World Annihilation, transforming into an altar.

nOn top of the altar, scenes of the unyielding young boy were playing out.

nStruggling in a pool of blood.

nHis eyes held determination, unwillingness, and reluctance.

nThe young face.

nMade Jiang Shang remember for a lifetime.

nSo much so that her hands were trembling.

nZhen Ling, seeing this scene, jumped and cursed, “Mie Sheng, do you have no shame, bewitching a junior? If you have the guts, come out and fight Jian Wushuang. If you lose, I’ll admit defeat!”

n“Too late!”

nJiang Shang, for the sake of her relatives, could give up everything.

nFight!

nThe divine sword, thin as a cicada’s wing, cut through spacetime, piercing everything!

nIt charged straight at Hu Qing in front of her.

nIn the end, she made a move.

nHu Qing clasped his hands together, instantly extending them forward, displaying an invincible stance.

nThe powerful divine power impacted the entire lower spacetime.

nEveryone in Qishen Temple gasped.

nThe divine power fluctuation just now exceeded 15 million.

nThis was a very unfamiliar number to them.

nBecause 5 million was already a huge number in their eyes. It was only at the moment Hu Qing made his move that they understood why Jian Wushuang and others were so confident.

nZhen Ling smiled calmly; he had long known Hu Qing’s details.

nBecause Hu Qing didn’t hide anything. As long as you asked, he would tell.

nIf it were Jian Wushuang, he wouldn’t have done this.

nSo Zhen Ling never asked Jian Wushuang.

nAfter Hu Qing returned to Qishen Temple, Zhen Ling had privately asked Hu Qing about his strength.

nDivine power of 15 million.

nAt that time, Zhen Ling was as shocked and surprised as the others now.

nBut also filled with joy.

nWith such powerful combat strength, this battle was assured.

nAlthough Jiang Shang was at the Eighth Tribulation realm, she only had barely 10 million divine power.

nShe was a peak Eighth Tribulation expert, but couldn’t compare to Hu Qing.

nEveryone thought Hu Qing could easily take down Jiang Shang, knowing their master-disciple relationship, there was no need to kill, just suppress her.

nThis was everyone’s thought.

nBut only Jian Wushuang saw that Hu Qing didn’t intend to fight.

nOne palm extended but stopped an inch away from Jiang Shang’s face.

nBut Jiang Shang’s divine sword pierced Hu Qing’s chest.

nDirectly into the divine body and Origin Source.

nHu Qing had no defense at all.

nNo defense, exposing his Origin Source to let others attack.

nAlthough Jiang Shang’s strength couldn’t compare to Hu Qing’s, without any defense, he was still seriously injured, with a trace of blood spilling from his mouth.

nHu Qing looked at Jiang Shang foolishly, just like before, “Do you know why I never persuaded you from beginning to end?”

n“Why?” Jiang Shang’s gaze was cold, not giving up because of Hu Qing’s mercy, divine power continuously pouring in, constantly destroying Hu Qing’s Origin Source.

n“Because I don’t want you to live in guilt in the future, so only one of us can live!”

nIf he died today, Jiang Shang would also die under Jian Wushuang’s sword.

nIt was better to let her understand everything!

nThinking of this, Hu Qing, regardless of his shattered Origin Source, forcibly increased his divine power.

n“Hu Qing!” In the distance, Jian Wushuang’s gaze flashed, knowing Hu Qing’s intention, wanting to make a move.

nHe wasn’t worried about Hu Qing, but about Jiang Shang.

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