Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

White waves splashed on the land side, along the coastal cordon of the East China Sea.

The turbulent waves rolled continuously, and tens of thousands of water drops formed an earth-shaking force, gathering at the top of the sky. With the waving of the trident of Poseidon, the monstrous waves swept across the world.

Just beneath the terrifying waves, a young man in a black shirt stood on the land along the coast.

Ding--!

The crisp sound of the sword is like the sound of immortals. The three-foot-long sword should still be there, and the sound of the sword can be heard across the world.

The sword light cut through the air, making a series of sonic booms, and collided with the overwhelming waves, instantly shattering the waves.

Raindrops fell scatteredly from the sky, wetting the hair on the forehead of the black-shirted boy. The messy wet hair made him look more heroic.

The sudden strong wind lifted up the boy's clothes, which rustled in the wind. He spoke slowly:

"You won't be able to get through today...because I said so.

...In Daxia territory, the gods are forbidden to travel!"

Poseidon looked at the young man with a serious face. He had to admit that the young man did have the ability to compete with him.

He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, Si Guoyi's voice came from afar:

"A hundred years of reincarnation have passed, and the gods of our Great Xia... are returning here!!"

The sound was so loud that it shook the sky. Poseidon and the young man in black robe were both stunned.

However, the former, upon hearing this voice, was filled with shock, as if he had heard something terrifying about to awaken.

Zhou Ping held the three-foot green peak in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face that had remained calm for a hundred years. He looked towards Poseidon in the air and spoke slowly:

"Who dares to say that I... Daxia has no gods?!"

Poseidon ignored such provocative words. He looked into the distance with a deep gaze, as if he could see through the space and see something.

After a long time, the horror in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and he murmured:

"Indra... is dead?"

Without hesitation, he immediately dispersed the terrifying waves in the sky and stepped back, retreating far into the ocean. A forked ocean road appeared behind him.

"What? Not going to try again?" Zhou Ping said to Poseidon calmly.

However, this was undoubtedly a disdain for Poseidon. The next moment, Poseidon's eyes were filled with anger and he said:

"Mortal, don't be too arrogant! Even if the gods of Daxia return, we in Olympus will not be afraid of you... The battle between you and me is not over yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Poseidon disappeared into the ocean.

Zhou Ping watched everything silently until he was sure that Poseidon had really left. Then he slowly squatted down, hugged his legs, and sighed:

"I can finally go home..."

……

north.

In the dead silent black fog that covered half of the sky, crows flapped their wings and made miserable cries in the sound waves, which made people feel extremely frightened, as if they were the echoes from hell.

The crows formed a formation in an orderly manner, gradually condensing into a human shape. The figure of Hades gradually emerged from the group of crows.

"What? Now that the God of Daxia is back... you don't dare to move forward?" Ye Fan said sarcastically.

In an open space filled with Buddha's light, Ye Fan opened his golden eyes slightly, stood still, and stared at Hades in the air.

Hades frowned, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, "You...seemed to have known that the Great Xia God would come back?"

Ye Fan chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "I am the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch. I know some internal affairs to a certain extent, and naturally I have a lot of secrets. For example... the Great Xia God has never disappeared. They are just silently accompanying their people in another way."

Hades stared at Ye Fan closely. After a while, he did not see any surprise in his eyes. It seemed that what he said was true. So, he said in a cold voice:

"Huh! Even if the Great Xia God has returned, don't be too proud. There are many kingdoms of gods in the mist now. Now, the Great Xia God who has returned out of nowhere will definitely break this balance.

...When the time comes, you Great Xia Gods will become the target of public criticism!"

"You don't have to worry about that." Ye Fan continued, "We have our own strategies. You should worry about whether you will be retaliated by the Great Xia God."

"move slowly!"

Hades looked at Ye Fan with contempt, and then, carrying the black fog covering the sky, he transformed into a flock of crows and flew back rapidly to the distance, gradually disappearing in the northern border of Daxia.

Until death.

Until the dust returned to the mist, the snow-capped mountains sealed off this wave.

Ye Fan let out a long sigh, but his face was a little confused and his expression became complicated.

"Hei Wuchang... when did he revive?"

……

Cangnan City.

The boy in front of the ruined low house stared blankly at the magnificent palace in the sky and the dark-skinned young figure in front of the palace.

"Hei Wuchang... should I call him Senior Wuchang now?" Yang Jin laughed at himself a few times, "The roots cannot be changed, but now... Hei Wuchang is expected to become the first supreme being in the underworld. He is truly blessed."

Yang Jin slumped on the ground and reached out to touch the head of Roaring Sky Dog, "This war of gods has completely established the reputation of my Great Xia God.

...If those foreign gods want to test us and attack Daxia again, we will have to think carefully before doing so."

A gray cloth bag floated up from his hand, and a silver light flashed in Yang Jin's hand. "Now that the divine realm is broken, the souls scattered in the human world are separated again... Use this soul bag to collect all the souls, and wait until the Heavenly King reshapes everyone's flesh, then...

Cangnan will return to the world!"

The grey cloth bag slowly floated into the air and opened its mouth which revealed the abyss of nothingness. The bag did not look big, but it was like a black hole that could hold everything.

The golden torrent in the sky seemed to have found its destination, and it kept pouring into the direction of the soul bag. In an instant, all of it was taken in there.

"——The soul is back!!"