Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The low, muttered words did not come from Shen Qingzhu's mouth, but rather exploded directly in his mind, deep within the soul of everyone.

That wasn't Shen Qingzhu's voice.

That's hell!

"Do not--!"

Lin Qiye's eyes were bloodshot, and his roar was completely changed.

boom! ! !

Before he finished speaking, an indescribable pillar of black energy shot into the sky from Shen Qingzhu's center!

The beam of light was so dense it was almost tangible, as if it had punched a hole in the sky of hell!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

A piercing scream, so shrill it was inhuman, echoed across the battlefield.

Within the beam of light, Shen Qingzhu's figure was instantly swallowed up.

His right arm, which was gripping the black crystal tightly, was burned to ashes the moment it came into contact with the source of energy, just like a wax figure being thrown into aqua regia. It made a hissing sound and was completely burned to ashes in a fraction of a second!

The stark white bones were exposed to the air, and then they were eroded by that domineering power, revealing spiderweb-like cracks!

Excruciating pain! Unimaginable pain!

This force is tearing his body apart, and even more so, it is devouring his soul!

Shen Qingzhu's face was distorted beyond recognition in the beam of light; his body convulsed, and veins bulged.

But his skeletal hand still gripped the crystal of hell's origin like an iron clamp, his finger bones even embedding themselves deep into the crystal due to excessive force!

He gritted his teeth, blood-tinged saliva gushing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with only the most primal, insane ferocity.

Letting go means death. Not letting go might also lead to death.

But at the very least, he had to drag this damned hell along to give his brothers a way out!

"Shen Qingzhu!!" For the first time, Wu Hen's usually calm face was filled with shock and rage.

Like a lone wolf enraged, he slashed wildly with his knife, trying to break through the demons' encirclement, but was repeatedly blocked.

"Hold on! Hold on for me!" Lin Qiye went mad, completely mad.

He abandoned all defense, letting the demon's claws slash deep, bone-revealing wounds across his body. He traded blows for blows, forcefully carving a bloody path with his blade as he charged toward the pillar of light.

But he was still a step too late.

Shen Qingzhu's body was, after all, just a mortal body.

After enduring that earth-shattering power for just three seconds, his body reached its limit.

In Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's blood-blurred vision, the figure within the pillar of light trembled violently...

boom--!

A muffled thud, like a water-filled balloon suddenly bursting.

Blood rained down, mixed with bits of flesh and bones, splattering and swirling in the dark pillar of light before being instantly annihilated into nothingness by that terrifying energy.

Shen Qingzhu exploded.

No bones remain.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The demons that were besieging Lin Qiye and Wu Hen stopped their attack, seemingly also stunned by the sudden surge of primal power.

Wu Hen stood there blankly, the knife in his hand clattering to the ground. He stared at the empty beam of light, his eyes vacant, as if his soul had been ripped out.

Lin Qiye's sprint came to an abrupt halt.

He stared blankly at the spot where the blood rain had dissipated, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.

died……

Shen Qingzhu, who always followed behind them, was a little insecure, a little stubborn, and secretly felt guilty for not being able to help...

And just like that, right in front of them, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist?

"Ah... ah ah ah..."

A beast-like growl escaped Lin Qiye's throat, his eyes instantly turning blood red, and a mad aura of destruction surged from his body!

"They all must die!" He abruptly raised his head, his blood-red eyes sweeping over all the demons around him, and the fallen angel high above in the distance.

"Today I'll make sure all your possessions are buried with him!!"

He raised his hand, and a token engraved with the ancient characters "Qitian" appeared in his palm, and violent divine power began to gather!

He's about to flip the table!

He wanted to summon Sun Wukong and smash this place, along with himself, to pieces!

However, just as he was about to crush the token, a cold jade pendant on his chest suddenly emitted a burning sensation!

It's the black jade pendant left behind by Baili Pangpang!

"Hmm?" Lin Qiye paused.

The jade pendant flew out of his arms on its own, hovering in mid-air, emitting circles of soft yet supremely Daoist black light.

The halo spread rapidly, enveloping the dark pillar of energy.

The next second, something happened that made Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's eyes almost pop out!

Those flesh and bones annihilated by energy, those life imprints that should have vanished into nothingness...

Under the illumination of the Daoist aura, it began to flow backward and converge rapidly in a way that defied common sense!

Blood mist condensed into flesh and blood, broken bones pieced together into a skeleton, and a beating heart appeared out of nowhere...

In just two seconds, a naked body reformed within the pillar of light!

It's Shen Qingzhu!

He... came back to life?!

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen were completely stunned, their minds blank. The devastating despair and anger they had just felt were instantly replaced by an unbelievable shock and ecstasy.

But before they could even celebrate for a second, Shen Qingzhu, who had just reconstructed his physical body, let out another painful roar from within the pillar of light!

"boom!"

His body exploded once again.

The black jade pendant seemed to have been exhausted by this power, its light dimming for a moment.

Lin Qiye's heart sank to the bottom once again.

But the jade pendant remained firmly suspended, releasing its Daoist energy once again, reshaping Shen Qingzhu's body once more.

This time, after being reshaped, Shen Qingzhu's body underwent a strange change.

"Crack——!"

On his back, his shoulder blades suddenly tore through the flesh and grew wildly outward, transforming in the blink of an eye into a pair of pitch-black wings that exuded an ominous aura!

Although its wings were riddled with holes and its skeleton was tattered, it exuded a pure power of depravity!

"Embrace me...accept me...this supreme power belongs to you..."

An ancient, alluring voice whispered in Shen Qingzhu's mind.

That is the will of the origin of hell!

It is tempting Shen Qingzhu to give up resistance, to completely merge with it, and to become its new puppet!

Shen Qingzhu's consciousness swung wildly between lucidity and chaos, and her newly grown, corrupted wings began to flap uncontrollably.

The scarlet insect-eye patterns in his eyes almost completely devoured his last shred of sanity.

"roll!"

Shen Qingzhu bit his tongue hard, the sharp pain bringing him a moment of clarity.

In this brief moment of clarity, he looked up and glanced at his companion in the distance.

He saw the shock and anxiety on Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's faces, saw An Qingyu dying under the mountain of flesh, and saw Jiang Er about to be obliterated in the pillar of light.

enough.

A resolute smile flashed in his eyes.

"Get out of here! All of you, get the hell out of here!"

Shen Qingzhu let out a roar, spreading his tattered black wings, not to attack the enemy,

Instead, he used all his violent and uncontrollable hellish power to tear open the space in front of him!

"Thorn--!"

The space was easily torn open like a piece of cloth, leaving a huge, pitch-black rift!

On the other side of the rift was the desert they had come from!

A tremendous suction force emanated from the crack.

Shen Qingzhu used the last bit of strength to control the force and suddenly swung it out!

An Qingyu, who was trapped under the mountain of flesh, along with the black coffin on his back, was forcibly pulled out by an invisible force and flew uncontrollably toward the spatial rift!

Next up were Lin Qiye and Wu Hen!

"No! Shen Qingzhu! You fucking come with us!" Lin Qiye struggled frantically, but he was no match for the tyrannical power from the very source of hell. He could only watch helplessly as he was dragged toward the rift.

Shen Qingzhu did not answer.

He himself was also tightly bound by countless pitch-black chains extending from the black crystals of the origin of hell, and was unable to break free.

He is the new "origin," and he cannot leave!

He simply looked at his brothers who had been flung into the spatial rift, revealing that calm smile that showed he had let go of everything.

He opened his mouth, and with his last bit of strength, whispered something.

The sound transcended the distance of space and clearly reached Lin Qiye's ears.

"This time... it's my turn to save you."

The moment the words fell, Shen Qingzhu's body, for the third time, collapsed amidst his smile, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The spatial rift then closed.

Hell has returned to its deathly silence.

With a soft sound, the black jade pendant, its light exhausted, fell from mid-air and into the crimson pool of blood, splashing up a tiny ripple.