"Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, it's better to think about who is the culprit." Before the God of Destruction left, he left a long sword burning with dark purple flames in the girl's sea of ​​​​consciousness.

“Use it well.”

Tang Xiaoqi stopped sobbing, turned her head and stared at Wang Dong, "Why do you want to disobey my father? Isn't it good to be his good daughter?"

"Someone once told me that the power of life lies in disobedience." Wang Dong looked at the face that looked exactly like his own, "I think I can tell what is right and what is wrong."

"Whose daughter are you?! Did you see that? It's because you don't listen that your father will punish you!" The God of Destruction had left, Tang Xiaoqi stopped crying, and her expression gradually became arrogant. Four black soul rings appeared around her, and blue-gold butterfly wings opened from her back, carrying her into the air, looking down at Wang Dong from above.

"I'm no one's daughter." Wang Dong sneered, "Why did you just cry when Uncle Zi was here? I hate people like you who pretend to be good in front of their elders! No wonder Xing hates you!"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of my dad, you fake one!" The first soul ring on Tang Xiaoqi's body suddenly glowed, "Remember this, my name is Tang Wutong, I'm daddy's good daughter, and mommy and daddy's favorite little phoenix!" Her front wings turned completely azure blue, and the clusters of golden light patterns on them radiated light outwards, instantly forming a circle of extremely sharp golden light edge on the edge of the front wings.

Wang Dong was very familiar with his soul skills and knew very well how amazing the destructive power of the wings with soul skills attached to them was.

Tang Wutong raised both hands at the same time, grabbing the inside of the front wing, and pulled them suddenly. The front wings suddenly spread out on both sides of her body, and with the golden edges, they were like two large guillotines. She swung her body violently, and the right wing chopped towards Wang Dong.

"This is not fair!" Wang Dong relied on his understanding of the Butterfly Martial Spirit of the Goddess of Light, gritted his teeth and leaped forward, just in time to avoid the slash from Tang Wutong's right wing.

"So what? Who told you to be disobedient?" Tang Wutong said proudly.

"I used to be someone like you. I wish I could lose my memory again." Wang Dong suddenly realized the God of Destruction's intention. While dealing with Tang Wutong, she dodged and approached the sword.

Fortunately, perhaps because she had been sealed for too long, Tang Wutong's combat skills were almost zero, which resulted in her extremely poor accuracy, and each of her soul skills happened to not have a built-in locking function.

But Wang Dong could not outrun Tang Wutong just by relying on her long legs. When the ball of light formed by the Butterfly God's light exploded, she was blown away by the air wave and submerged in the golden light.

Tang Wutong smiled contemptuously, "Run! Aren't you a good runner?" The successful attack made her even more powerful. Her two rear wings flapped at the same time, twisting her body, waving her wing guillotine and spinning rapidly like a gyroscope. The speed of the rotation was so fast that only a ball of light and shadow could be seen slashing towards Wang Dong, who was at the center of the explosion.

"when--"

The wing guillotine seemed to have cut a hard object, and there was a loud bang like a metal collision, like a thunder.

Tang Wutong's eyes, which were originally full of pride and complacency, finally showed a trace of doubt. When the light faded, she finally saw Wang Dong, who was somewhat embarrassed by the bombardment of the Butterfly God's light, and her long sword in front of her. The dark purple flame jumped and burned on the sword, revealing a temperature that made Tang Wutong shudder.

The flames spread to Tang Wutong's wings, as if they had found an outlet, licking her wings like a maggot clinging to her bones, making her scream in pain. The originally gorgeous wings were burned by the flames, becoming charred and broken.

Her original high-handed attitude disappeared in an instant, replaced by a panicked and embarrassed appearance. Her body swayed in the air in panic, her wings flapping without any rules, trying to extinguish the dark purple flames, but it was all in vain.

"Who is running away now? Coward!" Wang Dong gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. The flame on the hilt wrapped around her hand but did not hurt her at all.

Despite this, Wang Dong still regretted why she rejected Mu Xing's suggestion to teach her how to use the sword in the God Realm. What did she say at that time?

"My dad said that girls just need to be pretty. Fighting and killing is not elegant at all!"

Now that I think about it, I want to punch myself! If fighting and killing is not good enough, why are both of her martial spirits strong attack type?

"In fact, under that situation, I didn't recommend you to learn sword from her." The voice of the God of Destruction lingered in Wang Dong's ears, as if only she could hear it. "The way Shura taught her swordsmanship was to beat her up so that she was covered in bruises and had no power to fight back, until she figured out how to fight back. So I guess she made that suggestion just to take the opportunity to beat you up, nothing else. I know my child, she may be soft-hearted, but she's not that kind."

"It turns out I was so annoying before..." Wang Dong smiled self-deprecatingly and raised the sword in her hand.

"If you are not used to using a sword, I can change it for you."

“Do you have any suggestions?”

"No, you have to decide for yourself."

"Then let's use the sword." This sword is much easier to hold than a hammer.

"Why should he help you?!" Tang Wutong roared in exasperation, his arms instantly overlapping with the front wings, his left wing swept out, and his right wing chopped head-on.

Wang Dong raised his sword to resist. The existence of the flame of destruction made Tang Wutong furious. "They clearly said that they would treat me as their own daughter! Liars!"

"That's just a polite remark, idiot!" Wang Dong swung his sword without any rules, but considering that Tang Wutong was also a rookie, the two of them were evenly matched.

The butterfly wings that were contaminated by the flames of destruction soon had several holes burned in them. Tang Wutong lost her balance and fell straight down from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Wang Dong rushed forward with his sword in hand, and at the moment Tang Wutong fell to the ground, he nailed her arm and front wings into the ground with the sword, just like a nailed butterfly specimen. Tang Wutong screamed, and her originally clear and pleasant voice was now filled with pain and resentment, becoming sharp and piercing. Her body couldn't stop shaking, and the face that looked exactly like Wang Dong was distorted in pain, and the edges of the holes on her wings were still flickering with the embers of the flame of destruction.

"Dad, save me! I want to go home! I want my dad to kill you all!" Tang Wutong burst into tears like a little child.

"He doesn't want us anymore, didn't you hear?"

Tang Wutong's face was covered with tears, and she kept shaking her head, "Dad won't abandon me, as long as I'm obedient... You win, okay? I promise to merge with you..."

“……” Wang Dong drew out the sword, and a hint of relief for surviving the disaster flashed across Tang Wutong’s frightened eyes.

However, Wang Dong did not pause at all. Just when Tang Wutong just breathed a sigh of relief, she stabbed the sword with the flame of destruction into Tang Wutong's chest with lightning speed.

Wang Dong knelt beside Tang Wutong, his trembling hands tightly gripping the hilt of the sword to support himself from falling.

"Goodbye, Xiaoqi...Tang Wutong." She closed her eyes tightly, but tears continued to flow out, passing through Tang Wutong's gradually becoming illusory body and dripping onto the ground.

When she mustered up the courage to open her eyes again, she saw a pair of golden dragon eyes through her tearful eyes.

"Welcome back to the crueler real world, complete soul." Mu Xing looked down at her, "Now confirm your name."

"Wang Dong." Wang Dong shook his head vigorously, "If she wins..."

"Then I will twist your head off." Mu Xing's expression didn't seem like he was joking at all.