Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

That tiny emerald green light stood out starkly against the congealed dark red bloodstains.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the light.

It is flashing.

No, it's not flickering, it's... pulsating!

Just like a heart!

"What is that?" Wu Hen also noticed the anomaly and asked in a low voice.

An Qingyu's gaze was also fixed on that green light, her brows furrowed, as if she were rapidly analyzing something.

The next second, the green light suddenly intensified!

A vibrant green light burst forth from the blood hole in Shen Qingzhu's chest, like a miniature sun.

An unimaginably powerful life force suddenly erupted, instantly filling the entire cave!

"Damn it! Back off!" Lin Qiye reacted the fastest, grabbing Wu Hen's shoulder and dragging him backward.

An Qingyu also retreated rapidly at the same time, and the three of them instantly separated by more than ten meters, staring in shock at the bizarre scene before them.

Within the emerald green light, the hideous blood hole in Shen Qingzhu's chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Flesh and blood were writhing, bones were regenerating.

The ruptured blood vessels reconnected themselves as if they had come to life... In just two or three seconds, the potentially fatal penetrating wound simply disappeared!

Even her blue robe, stained black and red with blood,

Under the wash of the green light, everything returned to its original color, without a trace of blood.

A deep, powerful heartbeat, like the beating of a war drum, echoed in the deathly silent cave.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

My heartbeat is getting faster and faster, stronger and stronger!

Shen Qingzhu, who was lying quietly on the ground, suddenly twitched her fingers.

Her wide-open eyes, still filled with shock and resentment, regained their luster at this moment.

She slowly and somewhat stiffly sat up, looked down at her unharmed chest, and then raised her hand to touch her neck.

A warm, strong pulse.

"Fuck..." A hoarse curse escaped Shen Qingzhu's throat, tinged with a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe.

"It fucking hurts."

Lin Qiye: “…”

Wu Hen: “…”

An Qingyu: "..."

Three people, six eyes, stared intently at the woman who had just "come back to life," their minds blank.

"You... are you a human or a ghost?" Lin Qiye finally managed to squeeze out these words after holding back for a long time, his voice trembling slightly.

Shen Qingzhu raised her head, and her face, which always carried a hint of arrogance and sharpness, was now filled with confusion.

She shook her head, seemingly adjusting to her "new" body.

"How should I know?" She frowned, stretched her limbs, and made a crackling sound.

"I only remember having my heart ripped out, and then I don't know anything else."

Wu Hen's gaze fell on her chest, where an antique jade pendant rested against her skin.

It exudes a warm glow, and the previously powerful life force has been completely contained within it.

“It was that jade pendant,” Wu Hen pointed out calmly. “It saved you.”

Shen Qingzhu looked down, reached out and held the jade pendant in her palm, "Oh, this one."

"It was given to me by my father, who said it could save my life. I never thought it would actually work."

Her words were spoken casually, but to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, they were like a thunderclap.

What kind of treasure is this that can bring someone back to life after their heart has been ripped out and all life has been lost?

"Save your life"?

This is defying fate!

Lin Qiye let out a long breath, feeling his extremely tense nerves finally relax.

He walked over, plopped down on the ground, and cursed irritably, "You fucking scared me to death, you know that?"

Wu Hen also came over, squatted down, and carefully examined Shen Qingxi.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was really alright, but there was still lingering fear in his eyes.

An Qingyu stood still, his gaze behind his glasses flickering. He looked at Shen Qingzhu, then at the jade pendant, seemingly pondering the essence of this power.

"Alright, stop acting like a woman."

Shen Qingzhu stood up, dusted herself off, and her arrogant demeanor returned. "Where are the people who tried to kill me? Did they get away?"

Lin Qiye pointed to the scratches on the rock wall.

Shen Qingzhu looked in the direction he pointed, and her eyes instantly turned cold when she saw the outline of the hood.

“It’s him.” She practically spat out those two words through gritted teeth.

"You know him?" Wu Hen immediately pressed.

"I don't know him." Shen Qingzhu shook her head.

"But I remember the hood."

"He didn't even fight me. He just appeared out of nowhere and killed me in one move."

"That feeling doesn't seem to be the power of this world."

one move.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking.

How strong must someone be to be able to instantly kill Shen Qingzhu, one of the "human ceilings," in one move?

"This place is not safe to stay any longer." An Qingyu's calm voice broke the silence.

"No matter who he is, we have to leave immediately."

"The smell of blood here is too strong; it will soon attract other things."

"Let's go." Lin Qi-ye made a decisive decision.

This time, the team's formation underwent a subtle change.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen stood on either side, unconsciously protecting Shen Qingzhu in the middle, while An Qingyu walked at the back to cover the rear.

"What? Afraid I'll die again?" Shen Qingzhu raised an eyebrow, her tone as irritating as ever.

“You’ve just come back to life, stand in the middle.” Wu Hen’s words were concise, but his tone left no room for argument.

Shen Qingzhu pursed her lips and didn't say anything more, but a hint of warmth flashed in her sharp eyes.

The four of them quickly walked out of the cave and returned to the dark red scorched earth.

As she walked, An Qingyu suddenly stopped.

"Don't you guys feel it?" He looked up at the gray sky, his tone somewhat grave.

"The ashes in the sky seem to have decreased."

His reminder alerted Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, who also realized something was amiss.

Previously, endless ashes always drifted in this world, like endless gray snowflakes.

But now, the ashes are much sparser, and visibility is much better.

"It's too quiet." Wu Hen frowned, scanning his surroundings warily.

"Something's not right about how quiet it is."

The whole world seemed to have been muted; even the sound of the wind disappeared.

The feeling wasn't like the crisis was over, but more like the suffocating calm before a storm.

Just then, a bloody smell a hundred times stronger than the one inside the cave, mixed with a strange sweet fragrance, wafted over from ahead.

The four exchanged a glance, then quickened their pace in unison, heading towards the source of the smell.

After rounding a huge hill, the sight before them made all four of them stop in their tracks, their pupils shrinking in unison.

Before them was a massive pool of blood, more than a kilometer in diameter.

What was churning in the pool was not lava, but thick, crimson blood, as viscous as mercury.

Bubbles rose from the bottom of the pool, bursting and releasing that cloying, bloody stench.

In the very center of the blood pool, a diamond-shaped black crystal, as big as a truck, floated quietly.

It was entirely black, yet it seemed to absorb all light, its surface as smooth as a mirror.

Inside, countless stars seemed to be slowly rotating, emanating an indescribable and eerie magic.

With just one glance, Shen Qingzhu and An Qingyu's expressions changed.

Their gazes became vacant, and an almost obsessive expression appeared on their faces.

Uncontrollably, he walked step by step toward the blood pool.

"Hey!" Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Wake up!" Wu Hen was even more direct, taking a step forward and slapping the back of their necks hard.

Shen Qingzhu and An Qingyu both shuddered at the same time, as if waking from a dream.

"What...what happened to me just now?" Shen Qingzhu looked bewildered, with a fine layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

An Qingyu adjusted her glasses, her face pale, and looked at the black crystal with lingering fear.

“That thing…is problematic; it’s affecting our minds.”

It seems to be able to penetrate your soul directly, revealing your deepest desires and most primal longings.

Select everything, zoom in, and then let you become completely absorbed in it.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

Why were only the two of them unaffected?

Lin Qiye vaguely sensed something deep within his mind.

The "mental hospital" that was shrouded in mist year-round seemed to stir, shutting out that eerie temptation.

Wu Hen, on the other hand, had eyes as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well.

It was as if there was some kind of barrier between them and this world at the soul level, making that force unable to make a move.

"What exactly is that thing?" Lin Qiye stared at the black crystal and asked in a deep voice.

Blood pool, black crystal, eerie allure... all these elements combined exude an ominous aura.

An Qingyu took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

His brain raced: "This place is probably the very core of 'hell.' This black crystal is its manifestation."

Wu Hen's gaze swept over the blood pool, then landed on the black crystal.

He calmly analyzed, "It seems to be calling for something... no, more like it's filtering."

filter?

Lin Qiye's heart stirred, and he was about to ask further.

Wu Hen suddenly turned his head, his gaze passing over the blood pool and looking towards the darkness in the distance, a meaningful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"What are we screening? The offerings? Or... the passengers who can board that 'ship'?"