Chapter 686: Deity Descending from Heaven 3

But now, he was also at the Ninth Rank! Moreover, Su Luo had personally smashed him into the Ninth Rank; this feeling was simply too wonderful.

Even in the Yaochi Palace, where experts were as common as clouds, he was now one of the few top powerhouses! Looking across the entire world, whom did he need to fear? Speaking of which, he really had to thank Su Luo properly.

And Li Aoqiong's way of thanking Su Luo was to slap her to death.

At this moment, Su Luo felt extremely depressed. As she ran, she quickly thought of a way to escape.

In the face of absolute strength, any tricks or schemes were useless.

Thinking it over, Su Luo realized she only had one trump card left.

What should she do? Did she really have to summon the Little Divine Dragon's father?

"Stinky Girl, if you come out and accept your death, I can leave your corpse intact. But if I catch you, humph—" Li Aoqiong struck a palm toward the dense forest.

Instantly, a large area of trees shattered and collapsed; even the distant woods were affected, with branches and leaves falling one after another.

As the trees fell, Su Luo's figure was immediately exposed.

Standing in mid-air, Li Aoqiong locked onto Su Luo, a sinister sneer curling on his lips. "Stinky Girl, your speed is indeed fast. Now, let's see where you can run!"

Su Luo stood where she was, looking at Li Aoqiong seriously, a trace of gloom flashing in her eyes.

She held that life-saving Jade Slip in her hand, ready to crush it for help at any moment.

Su Luo gave a relaxed smile and shrugged indifferently. "I'm not running, I'm not running. I'll be caught by you anyway."

Li Aoqiong hadn't expected this girl to suddenly stop running. From what he knew, this girl was like a slippery loach—hard to grasp, and she would slip away if one wasn't careful.

He stared coldly at Su Luo, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. "Su Luo, to be honest, I feel sorry for you. In just over half a year, going from nothing to rising five ranks—such an achievement is a Rare Talent seen only once in a thousand years across the entire continent. However, you just had to offend the Yaochi Li Family. Therefore, the Yaochi Li Family will absolutely not allow a Genius like you to grow up."

In Li Aoqiong's eyes, Su Luo was already as good as dead.

Therefore, his expression naturally carried a hint of regret. "What a pity, a Genius like you is about to fall…"

As he spoke, a flash of mockery appeared in Li Aoqiong's expression. "Su Luo, since it was you who smashed me into the Ninth Rank, then out of respect for you, I will use the strongest move of the Ninth Rank to send you off. That way, you won't have any regrets, right?"

Hearing this, Su Luo was so angry she almost vomited blood.

Using the strongest move of the Ninth Rank—this was clearly meant to spite her, wasn't it? If it weren't for her, could he, Li Aoqiong, have reached the Ninth Rank?

"Rising five ranks within half a year—such a Genius might be unique in the whole world. Su Luo, you originally had a bright future, but the Yaochi Li Family cannot tolerate your growth…" Li Aoqiong spoke words of regret, but his expression was entirely different.

Killing an ordinary person wouldn't give him the same sense of pure satisfaction as killing a peerless Genius.

A sinister sneer curled on Li Aoqiong's lips as he slowly placed his palm on his chest. Even without wind, the air around him moved, and countless amounts of Spiritual Power surged toward him, forming visible ripples.

"Thunderous Strike—" Li Aoqiong roared, as a dazzling white and golden-yellow light surged from between his palms.

Almost at the moment the golden-yellow lightning formed—