Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

If Yao Se's display of strength just now gave everyone around a new understanding of the power of the Nine Nether Clan.

The current Zhuang Qingyan has completely overturned their worldview.

Is the Saint Realm so easily surpassed by the Nine Nether Clan?

"Old Zhuang, you are really amazing. No wonder you were reluctant to improve even when I gave you the elemental remnants. Now I understand that becoming a saint is as easy as taking candy from a baby for you."

Feng Lin looked at Zhuang Qingyan, his face full of surprise.

"It's not that strong, it's just returned to its original state."

Zhuang Qingyan spoke calmly, puffing on her jade pipe.

Above the sky, Yao Se stopped attacking, fell from a great height, and stood in front of Zhuang Qingyan.

"I never expected you to still be alive, Zhuang Qingyan!"

Yao Se looked at the woman in front of her with disbelief, her eyes reddening.

"Hmm? Senior Yao Se, you know her?"

Feng Lin asked curiously from the side.

At this moment, not only Feng Lin, but everyone present held their breath, afraid of missing any conversation.

"Of course I know her. I would recognize her even if she turned to ashes. Zhuang Qingyan, my greatest rival during my time."

Yao Se pointed at Zhuang Qingyan and said, "In the competition back then, she defeated me, became a saint, and then obtained a divine position, becoming a new god."

Upon hearing this, Feng Lin's eyes widened in surprise.

Zhuang Qingyan is actually a god?
Did she attain a divine position?
Feng Lin then understood why the divine tree had said "you are such an existence" when it first saw her.

Ye Yourong was stunned. This woman, who had no imposing presence at all, was actually a former goddess.

Feng Miao wasn't too surprised, because the Divine Tree had already told her about her identity.

As for the other onlookers, none of them could believe their ears.

The woman before me once held a divine position and served as a goddess.

Just how strong is she?
"Yao Se, you really know how to flatter yourself. What do you mean I defeated you? Who haven't I defeated? You should say I overpowered everyone and became a new god."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and took a puff of her pipe.

"Hahaha! Heaven is helping us, Nine Netherworlds!"

Yao Se couldn't help but burst into laughter, "With your joining us, our Nine Nether Clan will surely regain our divine status. Then our clan's bitter days will be over. We must fight our way back to the divine homeland and make everyone pay the price!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around became alert.

They looked at each other, and the answer was already in their hearts.

Now, the divine position is no longer important; their primary goal is to kill these two members of the Nine Nether Clan.

If the Nine Nether Clan were to ascend to godhood once more, all the races in the divine realm would be doomed.

"With me joining? Yao Se, if I join, you won't get the godhood. Can you agree to that?"

Zhuang Qingyan asked with a smile, "I remember back then, after I became a new god, you left your race in a fit of anger and disappeared without a trace."

"I was young then, and so many years have passed since then. I've forgotten how many times I've been reincarnated. Now all I want is for our race to stand atop the divine realm once more. Whoever becomes the new god, as long as it's us, the Nine Nether Clan, that's enough."

Yao Se looked at Zhuang Qingyan and said.

“You have indeed grown a lot, but it’s too late. I don’t want to work for the Nine Nether Clan now. I have a greater ideal.”

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and pointed at Feng Lin with her jade pipe, "My current goal is simply to assist Feng Lin in obtaining a divine position."

In an instant, all the experts in the distance turned their attention to Feng Lin below.

"what?"

Yao Se couldn't believe Zhuang Qingyan would say such a thing. "You're from the Nine Nether Clan. Don't you know what our clan has gone through? Victory is just around the corner, yet you say you want to help others become new gods?"

"Who told you that victory is just around the corner? Not at all."

Zhuang Qingyan looked at Yao Se and asked.

"With the two of us joining forces, surely we can handle these saints?"

Yao Se pointed to the crowd in the sky and said.

“I can’t handle it. I’m not a god. I’m just an ordinary saint now. The divine power in my body has long since disappeared.” Zhuang Qingyan shook her head gently. “My strength is not much different from yours.”

"Coward! Zhuang Qingyan, you really are a coward. I don't even care about any of these people, yet you're afraid of them?"

Yao Se's eyes were full of disdain.

"Yao Se, do you really want me to tell the truth?"

Zhuang Qingyan paused, then pointed at Feng Lin and said, "I'm not really afraid of them, but I'm afraid of Feng Lin. Even if the two of us joined forces, we wouldn't be a match for Feng Lin. Why would I offend Feng Lin?"

"low profile."

Feng Lin waved his hand with a smile, "There are too many people here, don't make me a target."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu, a member of the Heavenly Demon Clan, instantly landed on the ground. "Feng Lin, what happened? Have you also become a Saint?"

"It was just luck. I don't know what happened. I suddenly became a saint."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

Hearing this, Su Yibai, who was in the distance, felt somewhat embarrassed.

He had previously said that people like him and Feng Lin were unlikely to reach the Saint realm, but unexpectedly, Feng Lin reached the Saint realm in just over twenty days.

You should know that Feng Lin's name is now so famous that even these ancient sages have heard of him.

He can almost always outperform other experts at the same level, and can even surpass those at a higher level.

Now that he has become a saint, it's obvious that his strength must be extremely high.

"Hahaha! Feng Lin, you've finally reached the Saint level! In that case, let's have a fight!"

Hao Cang's figure descended from the sky. "Before, you weren't a saint, so it was too much for me to fight you. Now I have no worries."

Feng Lin took a deep breath; it was time for him to make his move.

The only saint who has died to this day was killed by Yao Se.

The true divine position of the divine tree is about to grow, and he needs to eliminate his opponents as much as possible.

When the time comes to protect the true divine position, the success rate will be much higher.

"Wait a minute."

Feng Lin waved his hand.

"What? Becoming a saint has made you a coward?"

Hao Cang revealed a disdainful smile.

"No, you've misunderstood me. I just want to say a few words."

Feng Lin lightly leaped up and appeared at the wooden door high above. He coughed lightly and said, "Please leave this white world, seniors. I do not wish to kill. Otherwise, you will die even faster than the saint just now."

"Hahaha! Feng Lin, you're really arrogant!"

Hao Cang raised a finger and pointed it at the sky, "Three thousand winds and thunder!"

Rumble!
A hurricane swept around, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

He transformed into a beam of light and hurtled towards Feng Lin.

Feng Lin raised his hand, and a fireball with a diameter of nearly a kilometer instantly appeared in his palm.

But the next moment, the fireball compressed to the size of a fist.

At this moment, the fireball kept flashing in Feng Lin's palm, and finally turned into an arrow.

Feng Lin looked at Hao Cang who was attacking and swung his hand away with one hand.

The slender arrows appeared rather fragile in the face of the boundless gale and thunder.

But the red arrow seemed indestructible, and a beam of light pierced through everything.

It pierced through the storm and thunder, pierced through Hao Cang's Qi energy defense, and drilled a fist-sized hole in front of him.

boom!
Everything around them returned to calm, with only blood flowing down Hao Cang's chest visible.

Hao Cang stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and immediately ascended his body.

Even after the body reassembled, the hole in the chest remained. (End of Chapter)