Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 896

Chapter 896: Chapter 331: Sacrifice, Qingge’s Choice (Double Release)

"Chaos Divine Status!" A strong gleam erupted in Mu Qingge’s eyes.

The Divine Status emitted a faint halo, just like an unrivaled beauty, constantly drawing her in, making it impossible for her to let go!

Involuntarily, Mu Qingge took a step forward.

Yet, just as her foot fell, a sudden change occurred.

An illusory figure appeared on the once-empty throne, sitting like a human. The figure was towering, and Mu Qingge could only look up at him, resembling a mere ant in his presence.

Mu Qingge was secretly alarmed, unable to discern the figure’s features, only sensing the aura emanating from him.

The feeling was intangible, as though no matter how proud, confident, or unyielding she was, she was insignificant in front of this person.

Her knees seemed to have an uncontrollable urge to kneel.

This shocked Mu Qingge!

The sensation was far more overwhelming than when she first met Si Mo.

Who is this figure?

Why is there such an overwhelming presence?

Suddenly, a terrifying thought invaded her mind.

’Primordial Venerable!’ Mu Qingge cried out in her heart.

This thought, once emerged, rapidly spread with terrifying swiftness within her. The Primordial Venerable, the Ancestor of Gods and Demons, was once so mighty that he could create the Three Thousand Worlds.

Now, even if he has returned to chaos, his soul returned to Xinghai, even a trace of his Divine Sense would be enough to crush her.

Mu Qingge’s expression slightly changed, her heart pondering: ’To obtain the Primordial Venerable’s Divine Status, it looks like I must pass numerous trials. Who knows what will become of the Divine Sense left by the Primordial Venerable.’

"For you to get here, it seems you are a fated person." The illusory shadow spoke.

The voice seemed ordinary, yet carried an inherent might that echoed like thunder within Mu Qingge’s heart, making her sense that the inexplicable fear in her heart was continuously expanding.

She realized, ’This won’t do!’

Mu Qingge bit down on the tip of her tongue, using the stabbing pain to prevent herself from being overwhelmed by that aura. She relied on her will to keep her legs from bending.

The illusory figure spoke no more.

Mu Qingge pressed her lips together tightly, biting down on her tongue and staying silent. Her legs trembled slightly, yet remained upright, without bending even a little.

"Oh?"

After a moment, the voice sounded surprised.

The feeling was as if a living person sat before Mu Qingge, not just an illusory shadow.

Mu Qingge gritted her teeth, her temples pulsing with veins, her face pale. Under an indescribable pressure, her entire skeleton creaked audibly in the empty tomb, distinctly echoing.

She struggled to raise her heavy head, eyes wide open, looking at the figure.

Finally, the figure’s voice sounded again, "Not bad, not bad. Ordinarily, a person would have been shattered, yet you are still standing. This shows your body has been tempered to perfection."

Every word he spoke hit Mu Qingge like a heavy punch to the heart, as if a steel needle pierced into her brain.

The pain almost made her collapse each time.

Yet she stubbornly endured it. By now, her back was soaked, her wet clothes clinging coldly to her skin.

Deep within her, the spirit of not admitting defeat, of not yielding, was completely awakened. Mu Qingge’s clear eyes fixed tightly on the figure, her voice trembling yet unwavering, "What other... tricks... do you have!"

The figure let out a clear, high-pitched laugh.

After laughing, he said, "Your reaching here means you have the prerequisites to enter. Surviving until now shows your willpower and body surpass the ordinary."

The prerequisites for entering here?

Mu Qingge understood internally; it surely referred to her possessing Multiple Spiritual Roots. If a single person did not have Multiple Spiritual Roots, they couldn’t enter the tomb.

And the willpower and body...

She understood without the figure explaining; she had never slacked in tempering her physique and honing her willpower across lifetimes.

"You came here for chaos?" the figure asked.

Chaos?

What is chaos? She had come for the Chaos Divine Status.

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