Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Above Kyoto, the originally clear sky suddenly began to experience a mysterious fluctuation.

This wave was like an invisible ripple, spreading rapidly in all directions in an indescribable manner. Then, countless brilliant and dazzling streams of light suddenly lit up at the wave without any warning.

In an instant, the entire Kyoto sky was illuminated by these lights as if it were midday, extremely gorgeous and dazzling.

The people in the city, whether they were busy vendors in the streets, dignitaries living leisurely in their mansions, or students reciting poems in the school, were all attracted by this sudden strange scene.

They all stopped what they were doing, looked up, their eyes filled with panic and confusion.

The pillars of light, like meteors, fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed, cutting through the sky and making a whistling sound. The people looked at these pillars of light, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.

They were talking among themselves, but no one knew exactly what had happened.

The root of all this comes from the mysterious Ruins of Immortal Gods. However, the affairs of the Ruins of Immortal Gods have always been a secret, and it is difficult for ordinary people to know the details.

The people of Kyoto only know that some unusual changes have occurred recently, but they are completely unaware of the shocking secrets hidden behind them.

"it's over?"

This gentle inquiry, as if wrapped in endless melancholy, came slowly from the depths of the towering tower.

In the ancient and quiet tower, a slender figure stood quietly.

He was wearing a plain robe that swayed in the wind, and the corners of his robe swayed slightly in the slight airflow.

At this moment, he looked slightly sideways, with complex and inexplicable emotions surging in his deep eyes.

That gaze pierced through the window lattice of the high tower, toward the distant light that had not yet completely dissipated, as if trying to penetrate layers of fog and see the truth behind it all.

The scenes that just happened seemed to be flashing before my eyes. Those thrilling battles, those life-and-death decisions, were slowly thrown into the abyss of memory with the question "Is it over?"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of a wry smile emerging. It was the emotion of the past after experiencing all the ups and downs, and also the confusion about the unknown future.

In this silent tower, his figure seemed so lonely and desolate, as if he was isolated from the whole world. And that sigh was like a fallen leaf in the wind, drifting away slowly, and no one knew where it went.

Inside the towering fortress, the Sky Patrolling General Zhao Jinghuan, clad in gleaming armor and standing tall as a pine tree, had been waiting here for a long time.

Every metal scale on the armor is polished extremely finely, and sparkles with a cold light under the sunlight.

At this moment, complex emotions surged in Zhao Jinghuan's eyes, with anticipation and shock blending together.

His eyes were fixed on the distant sky, and the expectation in his eyes was as hot as a burning flame.

He was so eager to see those familiar figures appear in his sight that every minute and every second of waiting seemed like a repeated torture in his heart.

Finally, the figures in the distance gradually became clear.

However, at the moment when he was looking forward to everyone's return, another emotion instantly overwhelmed him like a surging tide, that is, deep shock.

His eyes widened with disbelief. The number of people returning this time was beyond his imagination!

You know, the journey to the Immortal Ruins is always extremely dangerous, with a very high mortality rate.

Every time we heard about someone stepping into it, we all understood that this might be an adventure from which there would be no return.

According to past records, it was a rare blessing for those teams that went to the Xianshenxu to have only a few people return safely.

But this time, the number of survivors reached dozens, which is simply an incredible miracle.

This scene shocked Zhao Jinghuan, a veteran and knowledgeable man, and he could not calm down for a long time.

"Go and meet them quickly!"

Zhao Jinghuan's voice was like a huge bell. That steady and powerful voice echoed loudly within the barrier, like a thunder exploding out of nowhere, instantly breaking the tranquility around.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed unquestionable decisiveness and determination. The majestic armor made rustling sounds as he moved, adding a bit of solemnity.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jinghuan took big steps and hurried towards the place where the barrier was teleported.

His steps were quick and steady, and each step was solid and powerful, as if carrying endless strength.

At this moment, he was concerned about the returnees and was considering many matters to come.

In his opinion, according to past rules, anyone who could successfully return from the dangerous Immortal Ruins was undoubtedly a great hero.

With their extraordinary courage, outstanding wisdom and tenacious perseverance, they fought their way out of that dangerous situation and brought precious information and hope to the world.

Because of this, they have always received extremely generous rewards, which are both a recognition of their achievements and a reward for their efforts.

However, Zhao Jinghuan knew in his heart that the secrets held by these returning people were extremely important.

Everything experienced in the Ruins of Immortals and Gods, and all the mysteries discovered, will be strictly sealed and become a royal secret.

Once these secrets are leaked, it is very likely to trigger struggles and turmoil among various forces, thus bringing unpredictable crises to the Great Zhou.

At this critical moment, the safety of these returnees is particularly important.

They must be protected absolutely without any mistakes. Zhao Jinghuan knew that he had a heavy responsibility and must complete the next task smoothly.

.........

Thousand Monster Cave.

The dead silence was like an invisible net, tightly covering every inch of land.

Suddenly, a roar filled with anger and unwillingness, like a blockbuster bomb, exploded in this space.

“Why…” The voice trembled a little, as if suppressing endless anger. Then, the roar became louder and louder, “Why are there no creatures from my Thousand Demon Cave among the returning creatures?!”

The roar was like rolling thunder, spreading out in all directions with overwhelming force, and instantly spread over an area of ​​a hundred miles.

In an instant, all the living beings in the Thousand Demon Cave were shocked by this terrifying force.

The demon king's originally majestic body couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment, and his face was full of fear and terror.

Those big monsters who usually show off their might were now terrified. They fell to their knees, trembling on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

Some of the little demons with weak bodies were even more vulnerable to the impact of this powerful sound wave.

They were bleeding from all seven orifices, and their eyes were filled with endless fear. They fell straight to the ground and died on the spot. For a moment, a strong bloody smell filled the Thousand Demon Cave. The wrath of the Saint Realm was so terrifying!
He didn't even have to use any great power. Just a roar was enough to plunge the entire Thousand Demon Cave into chaos and the shadow of death.

The cold and disappointed voice sounded slowly, as if it came from the Netherworld, with a bone-chilling chill.

"It was conceived with a single drop of my blood, yet it is so unbearable... Oh, Lord of the Half-Demon..."

His words were filled with disdain and regret, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Then, the voice sounded again, with endless anger and unwillingness.

"I thought I could help him break through the restrictions by becoming a king in the Immortal God Ruins, but he turned out to be a waste!"

The roar echoed in the air, causing ripples in the surrounding space. The speaker seemed to have placed great hopes on the so-called "half-demon master", but the result disappointed him greatly, and his expectations instantly turned into raging anger.

Finally, the voice said coldly, "It's useless."

These four simple words were like a death sentence, sentencing all half-demons to death.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the half-human, half-demon monsters in a tribe looked up in horror, as if they had sensed the coming of some catastrophic disaster.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Almost at the same moment, the sky suddenly changed color, and an extremely terrifying force surged down from the sky. It was a terrifying holy punishment.

This force is like a huge sickle, ruthlessly reaping lives.

No matter whether it is a little demon that was just born not long ago and has not yet opened its eyes to take a good look at this world, or a big demon that has already cultivated to the fifth or sixth level, or even reached the realm of ascending to heaven and becoming a marquis, they all seem so small and fragile in front of this horrific holy punishment.

In just a moment, all the half-demons in the tribe were killed.

The once bustling tribe now became dead silent. The corpses of half-demons were lying all over the ground. Blood spread on the ground, gathering into rivers of blood, emitting a pungent smell.

And the terrifying power of holy punishment, after completing its killing, quickly receded like the tide, leaving only this ruin filled with the breath of death.

.........

At this moment.

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Thousand Demon Cave, the Qing Emperor City of the East Sea…

Many forces are paying attention to the same thing - the appearance of the Immortal God Ruins has ended.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

But all this obviously has nothing to do with Jiang Yue at this moment.

After all, he hadn't finished his work yet. Although he had closed the entrance to the Immortal God Ruins,...

The demons left in it have not been killed yet!
Above the Heavenly Road, the void was filled with a layer of faint mist, which exuded an indescribable weirdness.

"What...what's going on?" A sharp and trembling voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

The voices came from two twisted fishmen. They had bulging round eyes and faces full of surprise, as if they had seen something incredible.

"The Immortal God Ruins has ended, but we haven't been teleported out?" The other fishman shouted, his voice filled with deep fear.

They were looking forward to being teleported out smoothly as usual after the trip to the Immortal Ruins, and then happily enjoying the generous rewards given by the tribe.

But reality is like a heavy hammer, hitting them hard on the head.

All other creatures left smoothly with the end of the Immortal God Ruins, but they were left behind. At this moment, their scaly bodies trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of helplessness and fear.

Not far away, there were two demons, a bear and a fox, also looking confused.

The bear demon stared with eyes as big as copper bells, his mouth opened so wide that it seemed like a fist could fit in, and his thick bear paws clenched unconsciously.

The fox demon's fur stood up, its tail was shaking restlessly, and its originally cunning eyes were now filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Should we advance or retreat? What should we do?

They also did not expect such a change to happen. They were angry and scared, and had no idea what was waiting for them next.

But this sudden strange situation actually made the Rakshasa woman, who had been on edge, feel a little relaxed.

She opened her beautiful eyes slightly, and a complex and incomprehensible look flashed across them. Perhaps... this was another door of hope that fate had quietly opened for her in the fog of chaos!
This is another opportunity that belongs to her alone, a precious opportunity that can change the trajectory of her destiny!
Her thoughts were running like a wild horse. Perhaps, before this mysterious fairyland activated its mysterious and powerful force and teleported intruders like them away, she could continue to walk firmly along this road full of unknowns and dangers!

As long as we can reach the end of the road to heaven, perhaps all the mysteries will be solved and all the difficulties can be resolved.

The moment this thought took root in her mind, a look of determination emerged on the Rakshasa's pale face. She took a deep breath, her skirt rustling in the wind, and took another step forward resolutely.

This time, something strange happened. The powerful force from the rules that had been following her everywhere and binding her like a leech seemed to have quietly weakened a lot in this strange atmosphere.

Originally, every step I took felt like I was struggling in the mud and it was difficult to move forward, but at this moment, I felt the pressure on my body suddenly lighten, and my steps became a little lighter.

"Perhaps... it's because I now have fellow beings in the mysterious and unique rules of judgment of the Heavenly Road?"

As the Rakshasa woman moved forward cautiously, she pondered in her heart. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes wandered around, trying to find more useful clues in this strange environment.

"Well... after all, we are all in this desperate situation together. So, the change in the rules of the Heavenly Road is reasonable."

Luosha thought this in her heart, but she did not stop. At this moment, she keenly noticed that the fluctuations in the surrounding space suddenly intensified.

I saw a violent distortion in the originally calm void, and a blurry figure suddenly appeared.

When the figure gradually became clearer like ripples in the void, what came into the eyes of the demons was a man in a black robe.

With his appearance, he seemed to absorb all the surrounding light, making him seem shrouded in darkness, adding a mysterious aura.

In his hand he held tightly a three-pointed, double-edged knife. The blade was extremely sharp and flashing with cold light, as if silently telling of the countless blood it had drunk. Every flash of cold light was like the gaze of the god of death, which was frightening.

The figure had a stern face, with murderous intent surging between his brows. He was like a star in the night, cold and bright.

"Everyone, are you all well?"

Jiang Yue glanced at the monsters. Just a casual glance was enough to make the monsters feel as if a sharp blade had cut through their skin, making them feel cold all over.

(End of this chapter)