Peerless War God

Chen Xiao held the Spiritual will fragment in his hand. It was not white, but pitch-black. The baleful aura and resentment were shocking.    

He probed with his Spiritual will and immediately, his thoughts were pulled in.    

The scene changed. Chen Xiao's field of vision was a desolate wilderness. Standing in front of him was a male cultivator dressed in luxurious clothes. He was very young and had a sinister aura. He was staring at him coldly. Beside him, there was a group of helpers who were eyeing him covetously.    

Chen Xiao was trembling, and his entire body was in intense pain. He could not move at all.    

He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to an understanding.    

"Am I entering the memory fragment? Watching someone else's memories. Heh, interesting."    

At this time, a young cultivator dressed in luxurious clothes and with a superior background opened his mouth.    

"You're just a lowly peasant from the countryside, yet you dare to compete with me for the family quota. You really don't know life or death. Hmph, today, this young master will teach you a lesson and let you know how powerful I am. Men, cripple him. Remember, don't kill him. Only then will you feel better."    

The young cultivator in luxurious clothes said in a vicious tone.    

When the few helpers at the side heard this, they started to laugh. They looked down on Chen Xiao arrogantly.    

From Chen Xiao's line of sight, their faces had long become blurry, but their voices were clearer, as if they were engraved in his heart. Hatred sprouted from there, and resentment rose.    

"A country bumpkin dares to compete with the Young Master for the family's resources. You must be courting death."    

"Pei, you don't even have a bit of self-awareness. Do you really think that you can climb up with just a bit of cultivation talent? What a joke. The Young Master is the true successor of the family, and you are nothing."    

"Alright, stop talking nonsense with this trash. Do you really think that by relying on your own hard work and a bit of talent, you can step on our heads? What a joke. We are a family of cultivation that has been passed down from our ancestors. Even if we kill you here today, no one will dare to ask. However, the Young Master is kind-hearted and wants to keep you alive. Then, cripple him. Break his Qi Sea and make him unable to turn over for the rest of his life."    

The harsh voices echoed in his ears, and Chen Xiao's eyes turned blood-red. His heart was filled with resentment.    

Then, he welcomed the cruel beating and abuse, and his subordinates kicked and punched him.    

Chen Xiao could feel the endless anger and resentment in his memories. It was this obsession that made the owner of the Spiritual Memory Fragment reach this day.    

"Heh, I didn't think that you would have such a past."    

Chen Xiao thought.    

Although the memory fragment was extremely blurry and he could not see the face clearly, the mocking voice, and the pain of shattering bones became clearer and clearer, as if it was growing with each passing day, filling the man's mind and forming a terrifying resentment.    

In turn, it transformed into a ghost. The stronger the obsession, the stronger the resentment, the stronger the ghost would be.    

Chen Xiao sighed with emotion, and then returned to the darkness.    

The scene changed again. His line of sight appeared in a mass of unmarked graves. There were broken paths, weathered stone tablets, and scattered trees. It was a ghastly sight.    

"This is…dead?"    

Chen Xiao's heart skipped a beat.    

As expected, he still couldn't escape death in the end. Heh, not every cultivator who dared to resist would have a good ending. Most cultivators would only die more miserably.    

Boom!    

Suddenly, a terrifying sound came from the sky. A spatial crack had appeared in the sky. A stone tablet with a pitch-black surface came out of the crack, emitting an evil aura.    

Below, in the unmarked graves, the resentment that had yet to be reincarnated was sucked into the black stone tablet. It was unknown where it went.    

Chen Xiao's memory fragments were also sucked into it. However, his eyes were filled with darkness, and he couldn't see anything.    

Only a cold voice could be heard.    

"Do you want revenge?"    

"Yes."    

"I will revive you and give you a second chance. Don't disappoint me."    

"Who are you?"    

"Call me God Lord."    

"God Lord?"    

An ice-cold and emotionless fluctuation appeared in the space, and it permeated Chen Xiao's ears. It was deafening and incomparably shocking. From the aura of this voice, he trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but feel a desire to submit. He couldn't help but want to kneel down on the spot.    

"Kneel down? Damn it, I won't kneel down. What Divine Master? I have never heard of it. This is just a memory fragment."    

Chen Xiao shouted in his heart, resisting the terrifying pressure that came from the unknown.    

In his heart, he was already extremely shocked, stirring up a storm that was extremely uncalm.    

Why was it that this was just a memory fragment of a dead cultivator? It had such a terrifying might. If he were to meet the real body, wouldn't it be enough to kill him with a single glance?    

Thinking of this, a chill ran down Chen Xiao's back, and he broke out in a cold sweat. This was too terrifying.    

No, no, I must open my eyes and see why this so-called Divine Master was so powerful.    

Inside the fragment, Chen Xiao's eyes were still pitch-black. He desperately tried to open his eyes, and his eyes were bleeding. He ignited the power of his Spiritual Sense, but he could only open his eyes for an instant.    

Suddenly, a thunderous voice descended.    

"Who is it? How dare you peep at me?"    

These simple words were like a heavy hammer that smashed onto Chen Xiao's heart, almost shattering his soul. It directly impacted his mind.    

In other words, with just this glance, the other party had completely seen through Chen Xiao, and there was no longer any secret left.    

Chen Xiao felt that his soul was about to collapse. His unyielding will was supporting him with all his might. "Chen Xiao, cultivator of the Violet Cloud City."    

"Alright, I will remember you."    

The voice of the Divine Master faded away. From the beginning to the end, even if Chen Xiao desperately opened his eyes, he could not see anything. He could only catch a glimpse of the Divine Master's aura, which was shocking.    

"Pah!"    

Chen Xiao wanted to retract his Spiritual Sense, but he was crushed by an unknown force, and his Spiritual Sense was directly shattered.    

"Ah!"    

In his soul sea, Chen Xiao's soul cried out in pain. His expression was a little weak, and he looked extremely miserable. He looked at everything in shock as if what he had just experienced was just a dream. However, he knew that it was definitely real.    

"Divine Master, is this the Divine Master that they are talking about the one behind the scenes of the Black Sky Divine Sect and the Darkness Divine Palace?"    

Chen Xiao muttered to himself.    

At this time, Xi Luo dared to come out and say, "Hey, kid, you don't want to live anymore. You actually dared to peek at such an expert. With just a glance from him, he could kill you. Are you crazy?"    

Just now, Chen Xiao had used the memory fragments in the Spiritual Sense fragment to peek at the Divine Master, but he had attracted the Divine Master's attention and cast a glance at him.    

Even so, it had scared Chen Xiao half to death. Xi Luo had even hidden himself, not daring to show his face. He was afraid that he would provoke such an expert, but it was already too late.    

Chapter 12 – The Divine Master and the Black Sky Divine Sect