"Mengmeng, my darling, I've finally found you!"


Along with this creepy sound, a man who appeared to be an incomparable gentleman slowly walked into the main hall of the Undying Bird Guild.


He had long black hair, a slender and fit figure wrapped in a white suit, a pair of black leather shoes, and a bouquet of roses in his hand.


If one only looked at his face, then he must be the dream god of countless women. However, he had an ugly face covered with an evil smile, like a toad, which made him seem especially out of place, breaking that unique gentleman's beauty.


He was one of the thirty-six Gods of the Western Asura World, the God of Burying and Love, Stick. Because he had once fused with a genetic medicine from outer space and obtained a power that exceeded that of a human, his face had changed to this state.


After all, many times, if one wanted to obtain powerful strength, they would have to pay an enormous price.


And the huge price that Stick, the God of Burial and Love, had paid was his face.


He was determined to bury all the true love in the world, to break up all the lovers in the world, to take away the woman he loved, and to play with all the women in the world in the palm of his hands. As a result, people called him the God of Love Burial.


In this game, the God of Buried Love, Stick, was much, much better than the Guild Master of the Undead Bird Guild, Marco Polo Ke. He was ranked 50 on the Player Hundred Rankings!


This was an absolute divide in strength!


"Mengmeng, did you feel my love?"


The God of Burial, Stick, slowly raised the rose in his hand towards the terrified Su Xiaomeng. A devout smile appeared on his toad-like face as he bent over the rose in front of Su Xiaomeng and handed it over.


"Ugh …"


Hearing the numbing words of the Burial Love God, Stick, as she looked at his toad-like face, Su Xiaomeng felt extremely disgusted. Her stomach turned upside down and she almost vomited...


As for Ye Xuan, a cold light flashed within his eyes as he tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart.


The God of Burial and Love, Stick, this bastard is an important member of the Azure Emperor Pavilion.


However, at that time, he had taken Su Luo's fatal blow. He hadn't thought that he would still be able to survive.


The moment his enemies met, their eyes would turn red. The terrifying killing intent in Ye Xuan's heart surged like stormy waves.


"You actually dare to turn your back on me? You damned bitch. "People!"


"You don't love me anymore? You've taken a fancy to this pretty boy bastard, haven't you? "


Seeing Su Xiaomeng's reaction, the expression on the buried love goddess Stick's face suddenly became malevolent, and an angry roar came out from his mouth.


"Alright, since that's the case, then this god will torture this pretty boy bastard and disfigure his face in front of you!"


As soon as Stick finished speaking, the bouquet of roses in his hand turned into two sharp blades in his hands. He rushed towards Ye Xuan like a bloodthirsty ghost with a fierce killing intent.


His speed was as fast as lightning piercing through the night.


"Die!"


In the blink of an eye, the Burial Love God Stick charged in front of Ye Xuan and swept his sharp blades towards him!


"Bam!"


Ye Xuan's expression turned cold. The force beneath his feet stealthily surged as he dodged to the side. At the same time, his whip leg whistled and hit the body of the God of Burial and Love, Stick.


However, the body of the God of Buried Love, Stick, did not move at all. He didn't suffer even the slightest injury!


"Scram!"


A furious shout came out of the Burial Love God's mouth, followed by a surge of energy that surged out in all directions, causing Ye Xuan's entire body to fly backwards.



Chi chi chi …


At the same time, his body howled like a fierce tiger as he charged forward. Waving his saber, he attacked Ye Xuan in a berserk manner, causing Ye Xuan to have no room to retaliate. He could only passively dodge and defend.


Stick's strength was countless times stronger than the Undying Bird's president, Mark's, so the current Ye Xuan had no way to defend against him. He was at a complete disadvantage.


Of course, this wasn't only because of Stick's strength. In front of his previous opponents, Ye Xuan's many moves and martial skills couldn't be used. Otherwise, Stick would be able to recognize him and cause unnecessary trouble.


It would even cause them to investigate Ye Xuan's identity in detail in the real world.


At the very least, Ye Xuan didn't want to have anything to do with them in the real world.


After all, Ye Xuan didn't have the strength to protect himself.


Under Stick's crazy attacks, Ye Xuan was forced into a corner of the hall as he was forced into a passive defensive position. He didn't have the slightest chance to defend himself at all.


"Swish …"


"Boom! Boom!"


Stick mercilessly swung the Backstab in his hand. He dangerously cut into the wall many times, leaving behind eye-catching scratches that swept away a large amount of dust.


"What is it? "Little bastard, you dare to steal my woman? Do you only have this little bit of ability?"


"Little bastard, speak up. Are you trying to fight back? Why are you acting like a mute now?"


"Bastard, aren't you awesome? Do you think you have the qualifications to snatch a woman from this god just because you beat that bastard Markolok? "You're still too young!"


Stick watched Ye Xuan, who was slowly being pushed back into the corner, as he attacked crazily.


Ye Xuan's expression was ice-cold. He didn't say anything, only calmly evading Stick's attacks that could be called crazy. Even his clothes had been cut many times by the blade in this damned fellow's hand.


Although Ye Xuan's strength had increased, he clearly wasn't Stick's match. In addition, he had many methods that he couldn't use.


"I wasn't able to use any of my old tricks, but what about now?"


At this moment, too many thoughts flashed through Ye Xuan's mind.


He knew very well that he had to think of a way to deal with it.


If he couldn't solve the problem in this game world, then what would happen if he met with a similar situation in the real world?


It didn't matter if Ye Xuan wanted to or not, he had to break out of this predicament.


Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to surpass the past in this lifetime.


This was a difficult trial.


This was also a hurdle …


This was even a challenge from Ye Xuan.


He would not use all the methods he had used in the past to face the challenge!


After crossing it, he would be reborn!


If he couldn't cross over, he could only silently exit from the game, leaving behind a knot in his heart and becoming a barrier to his path of martial arts!


"Ye Xuan …."


Looking at Ye Xuan, who was pushed into a corner by Stick and had no way to fight back, with wounds slashed all over his body, Su Xiaomeng stood to the side with an anxious expression. Worry and anxiety came out of her mouth.


"Don't worry, I'm fine!"


Ye Xuan coldly replied with an expressionless face.


"It's fine? "Little bastard, you're still trying to be brave even at a time like this. If that's the case, then what's going to happen?"


Hearing Ye Xuan's words, a trace of playfulness appeared on Stick's face as playful words came out of his mouth.


"Shua!"


As his words left his mouth, he suddenly threw an inverted blade at Su Xiaomeng.



The sharp blade sliced through the air and shot towards Su Xiaomeng at an incredible speed. With Su Xiaomeng's skill, she could not dodge it!


Once she was hit by the reverse blades, she would die without a doubt!


Even if Su Xiaomeng wanted to log out, it would be too late!


"Xiao Meng!"


Seeing this, Ye Xuan's expression couldn't help but change as he cried out anxiously.


If he couldn't stop her, then without a doubt, Su Xiaomeng would die horribly in front of Ye Xuan.


Even though this was a game world and everything was close to an illusion, Ye Xuan didn't want to experience the feeling of helplessly watching his family and friends die.


The scenes of the battle that ended in his death were right in front of his eyes. They vividly appeared in his mind, causing him to feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.


"No …."


Seeing that the sharp blade was about to pierce through Su Xiaomeng's forehead, Ye Xuan let out a heaven-shaking roar.


The energy from his entire body circulated in his body, crazily pouring into his lower limbs after completion of the tempering, causing his lower body's bones to turn golden. A surging aura spread out from his body without reservation, causing Stick to pause in his attack.


"Shua!"


Not only that, golden lightning beneath Ye Xuan's feet surged. He took a step forward and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood.


When his figure appeared again, he was already in front of Su Xiaomeng. Reaching out his palm, Su Xiaomeng cried out in shock and moved his arm to the side, causing the blade that was flying towards them to graze past and miss.


"How is it? Are you alright? "


Ye Xuan steadied himself and put down the frightened Su Xiaomeng as he voiced out his concerns.


"I'm fine … Ye Xuan, your leg … "


Su Xiaomeng lightly shook her head. Her gaze fell onto Ye Xuan as she spoke in surprise.


At this moment, Ye Xuan's entire body was emitting an incomparably terrifying aura. His legs were surrounded by golden lightning, and it was as if a thunder god had possessed him. He was extremely imposing.


Only after hearing Su Xiaomeng's words did Ye Xuan notice the changes in his body.


Just now, he only wanted to save Su Xiaomeng, but he didn't notice the changes in his body. Now that he had a closer look, he could not help but feel a surge of joy.


He only felt that his entire body was incomparably light and light, and his entire body was filled with violent energy. It was like a bolt of lightning that could split apart the heavens, and both his speed and strength had increased.


Ye Xuan didn't know that this was the hidden attribute and sacred art within the Bone Refining stage of the Yin Yang Tyrant Body.


Only when one's entire body was completely refined and reached a certain condition would one be able to comprehend this sacred art. Even Ye Xuan from his previous life hadn't been able to do so.


If under the state of Thunderclap, Ye Xuan were to become bedeviled and have his cultivation level stack up, then his battle strength would once again soar!


At this moment, Ye Xuan had finally completed a breakthrough!


"Xiao Meng, log off first!" I have an account to settle with this guy! "


Ye Xuan raised his head and shot a cold gaze at the Buried God Stark.


"Alright!"


Su Xiaomeng nodded lightly and quietly went offline, turning into specks of starlight. Only Ye Xuan and Stark were left in the empty and dilapidated guild hall.


Stark, it's time for us to settle our accounts!


Author's Note: This is a new month. If everyone has monthly tickets, please vote for the Martial God.