445: The promotion match is over, and there is a friendly match next.

Chen De and Myriad Gods both sighed.

"What do we do now?" Myriad Gods asked.

He was naturally not referring to anything else, but the innate origin that appeared after Qing Li was killed.

There was only one portion of it, and it was only enough for one person to become an immortal.

What Chen De wanted was a complete portion of innate origin; not a single bit less would do, otherwise the system wouldn't recognize it.

What Myriad Gods and East Sea Sword Saint wanted was also a complete origin, otherwise the transformation would be incomplete, which would be equivalent to no transformation at all.

Chen De pondered for a moment. To be honest, he didn't want to fight his own Benefactor.

Who among those who knew him didn't know that Chen De was the most grateful and always repaid kindness? Who didn't speak well of him when they met him?

So he pondered for a moment, "Everyone fought for justice for so long today. Although it was a righteous act, everyone suffered considerable damage."

"Like me, my lifespan burned down to only a year and a half due to my anxiety.

Like you, Benefactor, in order to cover us, you didn't hesitate to be beaten so badly by that scoundrel, it made me shed tears.

And you, Brother Sword, sigh, that's even more incredible!"

At this point, Chen De's "virtue language" became agitated, and he suggested, "So I think everyone should go back and rest first. What origin or no origin.

In a few days, find some free time, find a quiet place, brew a pot of tea, and we can sit down and chat slowly over tea.

I've always believed that there's nothing that communication can't solve. We can discuss the matter of the origin slowly!"

He then glanced at the two unharmed individuals, seeking their thoughts, "How about it?"

The other two were also understanding and reasonable. They all expressed their agreement to such a sensible proposal.

Myriad Gods: Alright!

Chen De: Good!

East Sea Sword Saint: Acceptable!

"Then this origin..." Seeing them express their stance, Chen De continued to suggest, "Why don't we just leave it here for now? Anyway, no one would dare to steal the fruits of our justice."

Originally, Chen De was going to say that the origin should be kept by him for safekeeping, as his character was well-known and obvious to all.

If the origin were with Chen De, there would be absolutely no need to worry.

Even Chen De himself believed this.

But before he could say the word 'first,' he instantly felt two murderous gazes.

Myriad Gods and East Sea Sword Saint's expressions hadn't changed at all; in fact, they even carried a hint of goodwill.

Yet, vaguely, he felt as if he had been locked onto by some kind of presence.

Seeing this, Chen De immediately changed his words, fearing that he might affect or damage their brotherhood.

Yes, after this battle, Chen De had already come to regard the other two as his closest brothers.

Sure enough, as soon as Chen De spoke, Myriad Gods immediately burst into laughter, "Actually, even if you hadn't said that, even if you said you would keep it, I wouldn't be worried at all. Right? I trust your character."

Then he changed the subject, "But, since you've already proposed it like this, it wouldn't look good to disagree, so we'll go with your suggestion for now."

After speaking, he even gave Chen De an understanding look.

Chen De was immediately moved beyond words, his face filled with gratitude as he said, "Benefactor, you truly understand me!"

East Sea Sword Saint nodded slightly, "Let's do it that way."

Seeing that everything that needed to be said had been said, to avoid an awkward situation, Myriad Gods suggested, "Since that's the case, shall we three disperse for now?"

Chen De said, "Disperse, disperse."

Then he prepared to turn and leave, not forgetting to bid farewell to the two, waving his hand and saying, "Goodbye, Benefactor, goodbye, Brother Sword!"

Myriad Gods: Farewell, both of you!

East Sea Sword Saint: Farewell!

Then, the three turned simultaneously... Bang!

In that instant, three large pits appeared where the three had been standing.

Smoke billowed, obscuring everything inside.

The previous colossal boom, though signifying three large pits, only produced a single sound.

This showed how synchronized and swift the appearance of the three pits was.

They almost struck and landed at the exact same time.

After a while, the smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the scene inside.

Where Myriad Gods had originally stood, a blood-red, pitch-black blade was half-embedded in the ground.

And at the hilt, a man with blood-red eyes was half-crouching, his two hands tightly gripping it.

Where East Sea Sword Saint had originally stood, a short spear was directly thrust into the ground, similarly half-buried.

The person holding the spear shaft was a handsome man with an indifferent expression.

Where Chen De had originally stood, an ancient longsword was thrust into the ground, emitting a terrifying sword intent throughout its body.

The one holding the sword hilt was an ordinary middle-aged man in a long robe.

The attack failed. The blood-red color in the red-eyed man's eyes quickly receded, and he wore a gentle smile.

The handsome man's indifferent expression completely vanished, replaced by a smile.

The ordinary middle-aged man didn't react like the other two, but his expression softened slightly.

Chen De stood up, chuckling, "Actually, this was just a misunderstanding. I just wanted to test everyone's vigilance."

He looked at Myriad Gods, "Benefactor, you can understand me, right?"

"Hahahaha." Myriad Gods laughed three times, pulling his spear out of the ground, "Of course, because I thought the same thing. This is at most a misunderstanding. Brother Sword wouldn't mind, would he?"

East Sea Sword Saint transformed the ancient longsword into sword intent, which surged from the ground and reformed in his hand, "I don't mind. This is just a small matter."

"Hahahahaha!"

As they spoke, the three looked at each other and burst into laughter together.

As expected of companions who had just cooperated to fight for the innate origin, their tacit understanding was so high, even their ideas for testing vigilance were so consistent.

But as they laughed, the three men's smiles gradually changed.

Chen De's eyes turned blood-red again, Myriad Gods's expression became indifferent again, and a hint of coldness appeared on East Sea Sword Saint's face.

Bong!

The three attacked simultaneously, and the resulting attack fluctuations also caused all three to be pushed back millions of miles.

"Brother Sword, Benefactor." Chen De shook his head, a hint of regret in his tone, "I am so virtuous, why can't you let me have the innate origin?"

"I will definitely use it to benefit all living beings."

"I, I really want to benefit all living beings, I dream of it!"

Myriad Gods also smiled, "This innate origin carries too much karma. You two cannot control it. Let me do it. I am not afraid of sacrifice; I will pave the way for you."

East Sea Sword Saint: ... East Sea Sword Saint couldn't out-argue these two guys, after all, one was truly good, and the other was truly hypocritical.

Instead of using his mouth, he preferred to speak with the sword in his hand.

Chen De sighed, "It seems this friendly match is unavoidable."

And so, blood light, sword light, and black and white energy clusters collided and bombarded each other.

The Four Profound Heavens, which had just calmed down after defeating Qing Li, became turbulent once again.

The melee between the three raged from one end of the Four Profound Heavens to the other, and then back again.

Wherever they fought, mountains and rivers shattered, land collapsed, tsunamis raged, and all things withered.