Magic Deity: Godly Choices

A cruel smile appeared on his face as he said, “Good! Good timing! To be able to kill Number 85, it seems that his strength level has reached tier-9. Then let me…”

Puff!

A sound that sounded like a sharp blade cutting through the air.

Number 7 immediately felt the space in the air shake. In the next moment, the huge Royal Court was neatly divided into two from the middle in front of him.

The top half of the huge palace slowly moved in one direction. Sunlight shone down from the top of his head and shattered the darkness.

Looking at the palace that was hundreds of meters tall, Number 7’s eyes were gradually filled with shock.

Such a terrifying attack had directly cut off the entire palace. He knew that it was not difficult for him to do it, but to cut it off so neatly, he could not imagine it.

Just how much control did he need to reach to be able to do this?

Just who was this person!?

Just what kind of person would have such terrifying strength!?

But in just an instant, he thought of that person.

And in the next instant, the huge Royal Court collapsed with a bang. He saw the black-robed youth floating in midair.

He held a translucent sword in his hand, and his black robe fluttered in the wind.

“Su Han!” He recognized Su Han at a glance. His appearance was very similar to the image sent from the First Continent.

But, how did he get here!?

He had long destroyed the teleportation door to the Unfreezing Holy Spring. This place was thousands of miles away from the Unfreezing Holy Spring. Could he teleport?

Yes! Su Han could teleport!

When he was here, Su Han had already planted a spatial beacon here.

Using the space warp, it was easy for him to cross these thousands of miles.

In the sky, Su Han looked at him indifferently and asked, “Are you Number 7 or Number 8?”

Number 7 was stunned. His eyes were like snakes as he asked, “How did you know?”

Su Han waved his hand and two heads appeared from his interspatial ring and landed in front of him.

It was the heads of Number 85 and Number 321.

Number 7’s eyes darkened as he kicked the two heads and said, “Since you’re back, Su Han, I’ll replace god and kill you here!”

He instantly charged towards Su Han in the sky.

On the ground, Ensai saw this scene. Red light flashed in his eyes, and a pained expression appeared on his face.

When he heard that Su Han had returned, the rationality in his heart called for his sanity.

Number 7 instantly appeared beside Su Han, and a pitch-black longsword had appeared in his hand.

The Elven Empress, who slowly appeared from the spatial crack, saw this scene and her expression immediately changed. She said, “Master, be careful!”

More than a month ago, she had been injured by this sword. Just by breaking her skin, the power in her body had been suppressed by that strange aura, and she had almost died.

Number 7 was very confident in his own power. He sneered in his heart. The sword in his hand contained extremely evil power.

He had been operating in the Second Continent for a hundred years. In addition to the large number of Divine Medicine he offered to the Sacred Emperor every fifty years, he had also swallowed a large number of Divine Medicines during the past hundred years.

He had bound the souls of those Divine Medicines in this sword when they died of pain. Once they were injured by this sword, the resentment in them would rush into the body of the injured person and torture them to death.

“Su Han! I will let you die by my hands today!”

Almost at the next second, under the gaze of everyone, the sword in his hand stabbed into Su Han’s neck.

However, the scene of the sword stabbing into Su Han’s throat and blood splattering did not happen.

Clang!

Number 7 revealed an extremely shocked expression.

His sword stabbed into Su Han’s throat and actually produced fine sparks.

‘Could it be that his body is even harder than my sword!?’

He could not see that the moment he stabbed into Su Han’s throat, the wheel of law of hardening appeared.

Su Han’s body had completely fused with the flesh and blood in the Arcane Realm. His defense was already incomparable, not to mention that under the strengthening of the hardening, no one on this continent could break through his defense.

“This… How is this possible!” Number 7 was shocked.

Su Han expressionlessly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade in his hand.

The Elven Empress was even more shocked when she saw this scene. The blade that almost killed her was actually unable to cause any damage to Su Han. Just how terrifying was her Master’s improvement in the Arcane Realm during this period of time!?

“I can feel the countless spirit souls in this blade.” Su Han said word by word, “They are angry, resentful, and crying.”

For no reason, a huge sense of fear swept through Number 7’s heart. The moment Su Han said those words, Number 7 felt that the person in front of him was like a towering devil.

He subconsciously wanted to let go of the sword in his hand.

But in the next moment, he was shocked to find that his hand seemed to be tightly restrained by a gravitational force on the hilt of the sword, unable to let go.

He roared and threw a punch at Su Han.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Su Han’s fist collided with his.

With a shrill scream, his entire right arm turned into dust in the air.

Number 7 was extremely terrified. The confidence he had just now had completely disappeared. He knew that he was facing a terrifying devil.

Su Han raised his head and looked into his eyes.

“You really deserve to die!”

The next moment, Su Han’s palm struck his chest, but his body did not shatter. He was shocked to discover that his soul had actually been slapped out of his body by that youth’s palm.

This… How was this possible!?

Expelling his soul out of his body, how could he have such a terrifying ability!?

In the next moment, he saw in horror that Su Han had suddenly broken his sword. Countless pitch-black vengeful souls rushed out from the blade, screaming, and pounced at him crazily.

He screamed. Those vengeful souls kept biting his soul, tearing him into pieces bit by bit.

Those souls had been killed by him. Now that they were free from the shackles, they were instantly devoured by him.

Su Han slowly landed on the ground. From the time he had broken through the space and arrived here to the time he had killed this man, less than a minute had passed.

A hundred meters away, the Northern Land Spirit walked over with a smile and said, “Su Han, this person’s strength is at least above tier-9. For You to be able to kill him so easily, I’m afraid that your current strength is already comparable to a Saint, right?”

Su Han shook his head and said, “The gap between tier-9 and a Saint is very big. If I don’t use my trump card, I still don’t have the strength to fight a Saint head-on.”

In the past two years, he had spent a lot of time on accumulating knowledge and tempering his body. The increase in his own strength was not very big.