Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 312: God-killing, start!
In the God-Slaying Formation.

"Stop talking nonsense." Xiao Yan was touched in the sore spot and said angrily, "Even if you collude with each other, you can't hurt me!"

"This formation can kill gods, let alone you, a mere demigod!" Xiao Baoyin said confidently.

"Don't bluff me." Xiao Yan was well-read and well-versed in this matter. He remained calm and said, "Although this formation is powerful, it requires at least two demigods to operate."

"What a coincidence, we just happen to have two of us." Xiao Baoyin laughed loudly, which was met with the white eyes of the Yin-Yang Fish.

On the other side, Fu Shuyan also appeared in the black eyes of the Yin-Yang fish.

When Xiao Yan saw Fu Shuyan appear, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "The two demigods of the Zhennan Army actually went to the dangerous place at the same time. The Queen Mother Hu of the Northern Dynasty really didn't know the seriousness of the matter."

Fu Shuyan had no personal grudge against Xiao Yan, and said simply: "Killing you will make everything worth it."

"It's not that easy to kill me." Xiao Yan pointed to the top of his head and said in a deep voice: "In the Jinling formation, even if the true god of your Northern Dynasty comes, he can't exert the power of a demigod!"

"Then let's give it a try!" Xiao Baoyin shouted, "God Slayer, activate!"

“……” Fu Shuyan felt a little ashamed and did not shout with him, but his actions were not slow at all.

The two of them activated their divine powers at the same time, burning their own divine fires to provide energy for the God-Slaying Formation.

Xiao Baoyin stood on the black fish eye, and all his divine power was transformed by the formation into bright and incandescent innate yang energy.

When Fu Shuyan stepped on Baiyuyan, his divine power was transformed into black Yin Qi by the formation. Driven by the Yin and Yang Qi, the Tai Chi Fish Formation began to rotate slowly, and the bluestone floor tiles were crushed into powder. A huge vortex was formed, which no one could get in from the outside and no one could get out from the inside.

Xiao Yan was in the center of the vortex. He couldn't see the sky above his head, the ground below his feet, and he couldn't tell east from west, south from north. He seemed to be in a thick darkness before the chaos - it was not just black, but the origin of all things that had not yet been named.

Before Xiao Yan had time to adapt to the chaos from the distant past, he was surrounded by earth, water, fire and wind in the chaos.

The ground is neither a mountain nor a peak, but it carries the weight of billions of stars, crushing every inch of his bones!
The water was neither ice nor liquid, but it carried the chillness of the pre-universe era, freezing all the blood in his body!
The fire had no color, only a fierceness that burned everything, burning all his internal organs!
The wind was silent, yet it had the power to shatter chaos, cutting through his flesh and tearing his soul into pieces!

What was even more terrifying was that there was no time in the formation. In the outside world, it was just a short breath, but Xiao Yan in the formation had been wiped out countless times by the earth, water, fire and wind.

Xiao Yan tried desperately to resist, but he was powerless. Although it was only his projection in this world that was destroyed, the projection required the consumption of divine fire. If this continued, he would completely lose his godhood, and his body would be reduced to dust in the other world.

He had no choice but to fight desperately now. He roared towards the sky like an angry old dragon, and the movement of the chaotic vortex was frozen for a moment.

Amid the roar, Xiao Yan finally revealed his true form - dazzling golden Buddha light gushed out from Xiao Yan's Niwan Palace, illuminating the chaotic darkness and forming a bright wheel of merit behind his head.

At the same time, a nine-level lotus platform blossomed under his feet, which together with the wheel of merit, resisted the attacks of earth, water, fire and wind.

Looking at the ninth-grade lotus platform again, the emperor in the crown and robes was no longer there. Instead, sitting cross-legged was a half-human, half-dragon body with a terrifying aura.

"Great, you can actually use all your strength!" Xiao Yan turned his head that looked like a human or a dragon, and his pair of lantern-like eyes stared indifferently at the two demigods who were running the God-Slaying Formation with all their strength. "Nonsense, don't take on porcelain work if you don't have the diamond drill." Xiao Baoyin laughed at him loudly:

"No wonder you hide your head and show your tail all day long. So this is what you look like? If your subjects saw you, they would definitely abandon you overnight."

"What a joke! I am the true dragon emperor, so I should be half dragon and half human!" Xiao Yan snorted, and then asked slowly: "So, the Jinling formation has stopped?"

"Of course, you just realized it?" Xiao Baoyin laughed loudly and said, "The explosion is the signal! Upon hearing this, your good sixth brother will lead his troops to attack Taicheng. But this is not the point. What's more important is that upon seeing the explosion here, the Jinling formation on Zijin Mountain will stop, so that we can fully activate the God-Slaying Formation!"

Xiao Yan's face darkened, and he looked up to the north. Sure enough, the faint golden light that had enveloped the Purple Gold Mountain for many years had disappeared, revealing the purple mountain and the hundred-foot-tall Buddha statue on the top of the mountain.

The Buddha with his majestic appearance points one hand to the sky and the other to the earth. I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth!
He didn't take him, the supreme ruler of the Southern Dynasty, seriously at all.

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In Tongtai Temple, in the square in front of the Buddha, the sound of chanting scriptures that never stopped day and night disappeared.

The nine thousand nine hundred monks stopped chanting at the order of Master Zhendi. They were a little uncomfortable for a moment and still sat there upright, looking blankly at the abbot and the dean at the feet of the Buddha.

"Brother, are you really going to give up on Xiao Yan?" Dean Zhen Guan looked worriedly at Master Zhendi, who had snow-white hair and beard, slightly closed eyes, a thin figure, dark skin, and did not look like a person from the Central Plains.

"I have given him enough opportunities, but he pretends to obey but secretly disobeys and never takes the Buddha's affairs to heart." Zhendi spoke standard Chinese and slowly replied to his fellow apprentice: "Time is not right for me. No one can afford to offend by delaying the Buddha's important work, so I have to find someone else to do it."

In his mouth, changing an emperor is as easy as changing a servant, but at least Zhen Guan didn't think he was bragging.

"At present, one of the other two demigods in the Liang Dynasty is poisoned, and the other is imprisoned. This is indeed the time when Xiao Yan is at his weakest." Zhen Guan nodded and said, "It's easy to replace Xiao Yan, but who will be the next emperor? Xiao Hong or Xiao Baoyin?"

"Xiao Hong is a waste. He can't sit firmly on the throne of the emperor." Zhen Di shook his head and said, "Xiao Baoyin is even less likely. Although they both have the surname Xiao, this Xiao is not that Xiao."

"That's really a headache." Zhen Guan sighed, "It seems that the fight for the throne will cause great suffering again."

"Go ahead and fight. The harder you fight, the more prosperous our religion will be. We will support whoever is willing to complete the Buddha's mission." Zhen Di said calmly:

"It doesn't matter who becomes emperor, as long as he can build three thousand Buddhist temples as soon as possible."

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In the God-Slaying Formation, Xiao Yan asked in a cold voice, "Is the truth actually colluding with you?"

"Hahaha! That's right. Although you are more active than anyone else in fasting and chanting Buddha's name, you only talk and don't practice. After the collapse of Fushan Weir, you promised the monk Zhendi that you would build 3,000 temples within ten years. Only then did the Futu Cult help you stabilize the situation."

"But afterwards you used the excuse that the country had no money and the people were exhausted, and procrastinated and perfunctorily handled the matter. Ten years have passed, and only a few dozen temples have been built. Zhenzhi is extremely disappointed in you!" Xiao Baoyin laughed and said:
"Tell me whether you are pathetic or not! You believed in family affection, but your family betrayed you! You believed in Buddha, but the Buddhist religion abandoned you. You are a complete wretched creature! If you don't die, who will die?"

However, Xiao Yan slowly shook his head and said, "It's still uncertain who will win or lose."

(End of this chapter)