Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

As soon as Lu Wuwei left, Baili Pangpang couldn't help but speak up: "We can't just wait here."

His tone was firm, and there was an unyielding light in his eyes.

Everyone was silent for a moment. An Qingyu nodded gently, and Jiang Er gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, we must follow."

"But Senior Lu has already said that he is a loner." Shen Qingzhu said softly.

"Then we'll find it ourselves!" Baili Pangpang clenched his fists.

"We don't even know where the captain is. Now that we have a clue, how can we just sit there and wait for death?"

The air stagnated for a moment.

An Qingyu looked at the direction where Lu Wuwei disappeared in the distance with a complicated expression.

He knew what everyone was thinking, and understood their eagerness and unwillingness—it wasn't that they didn't want to wait, it was that they didn't dare to wait.

What if if we wait this long, we will never find Wu Hen and Lin Qiye again?

"Do you really want to chase me?" A lazy voice suddenly sounded.

When everyone looked back, it was Galan, the psychic who had been standing in the corner and watching coldly.

There was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were sharp as a knife: "Then I advise you to take a look at your own condition first."

He raised his hand and pointed at the flying swords under their feet. Those flying magic weapons that should have been radiant and full of spiritual energy,

But now they were somewhat dim, and some of them even began to tremble slightly, as if they would fall from the sky at any time.

"Why do you think Lu Wuwei refused to take you?" Jia Lan smiled coldly.

"It's not that he's heartless, he just sees that - in your current state, you can hardly even protect yourselves."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Baili Pangpang raised his head in dissatisfaction: "If you fall down, you can still fly up again!"

"Ah."

Jia Lan scoffed, "Do you think it's as simple as falling to the ground?"

"You can't even handle the spatial fluctuations outside the restricted area, and you still want to go to the core area to look for someone?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, poured heavily on everyone's heads.

But no one backed down.

"I know we are not strong enough." An Qingyu spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but very firm.

"But we can't just do nothing."

"The captain has saved us countless times. This time it's our turn to find him."

"That's right." Jiang Er whispered.

"Even if we're just a burden, we have to go."

Cao Yuan stood aside and never said a word.

His face was paler than the others, and there were still traces of blood on his forehead from the battle.

But just now, he had made a decision.

"Take me with you." He finally said.

Shen Qingzhu turned to look at him: "You are still injured..."

“Because of this, I now know better what I should do.”

Cao Yuan interrupted her, his eyes firm.

"I can sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy, and perhaps I can help at a critical moment."

An Qingyu looked at each of them with mixed feelings.

These people are not reckless, they just care too much.

When they made up their minds,

The sky suddenly twisted violently, as if an invisible hand was tearing space itself apart.

Then, a figure slowly emerged.

Merlin.

He was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind, his eyes were cold, and in his hand he held a staff that was emitting a strange glow.

The first words he said were a stern warning:

"Anyone who attempts to use the remains of the Takama-ga-hara beast for a dimensional summoning is playing with their own lives."

The air suddenly stagnated.

"How do you know we want to..." Baili Pangpang blurted out, but swallowed his words back halfway through.

Merlin glanced around coldly: "Don't forget, I am the only one who has successfully passed through the 'Gate of the Abyss'."

"I can guess your every move."

He paused, and his tone softened: "That thing is beyond your control."

"If the activation fails, not only you, but the entire area will be swept into nothingness."

An Qingyu and the others looked at each other.

But they didn't give up.

"Is there any other way?" An Qingyu asked.

Merlin was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly took out a little yellow duck from his arms.

Little yellow duck.

One of the forbidden items.

Legend has it that it can open a passage to unknown areas under certain conditions, but the cost is extremely high.

"Take it." Merlin threw the duck to An Qingyu.

"That's the last advice I can give you."

"Don't be impulsive, don't take risks."

"If you must go, at least use your brain."

An Qingyu took the little duck, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"Thank you." He said softly but sincerely.

Merlin turned and left, his back looking lonely and determined.

"Let's go." An Qingyu put away the little duck and said in a low voice.

Everyone nodded and stepped onto their flying swords.

The sea of ​​clouds surged and the wind howled.

"Are you ready?" Baili Pangpang turned around and grinned.

"Let's go." An Qingyu gave an order, and everyone turned into streams of light and rushed into the depths of the unknown restricted area.

Behind them, Shen Qingzhu looked at the receding figure and asked softly, "Cao Yuan, can you still hold on?"

Cao Yuan's lips moved slightly, and he uttered two words:

"Hold on."

His hand tightly grasped the flying sword, his knuckles turned white, but his eyes were extremely determined.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and their figures gradually disappeared into the clouds.

Next Chapter——

Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth and said: If I fall down, I can fly up again.

At that moment, the flying sword shook violently, and the entire team suddenly tilted!

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

As soon as Baili Pangpang finished speaking, the flying swords under everyone's feet shook violently.

As if they were suddenly pulled by something, the whole team suddenly tilted!

"Damn!" Baili Pangpang almost flew out, but fortunately he reacted quickly and grabbed Cao Yuan next to him.

"Hold on!" An Qingyu shouted softly, his eyes quickly scanning the status of everyone, and his right hand had already firmly controlled the core spiritual power output of the flying sword.

The flying sword trembled violently, and the spiritual energy fluctuations became extremely chaotic.

The clouds that were originally flying steadily now seemed to have turned into rolling waves, and the whistling of the wind was mixed with sharp tearing sounds.

"Space turbulence." Shen Qingzhu gritted his teeth.

“It’s more serious than expected.”

"We can't stop!" Jiang Er shouted.

"If we delay any longer, the flying sword will completely get out of control!"

"Everyone concentrate!" An Qingyu said in a deep voice.

"I'll wield the sword, and you each protect the spiritual power nodes to prevent the flying sword from collapsing."

Before he finished speaking, another gust of wind came, and the flying sword tilted again.

Several people fell back almost at the same time, and even Shen Qingzhu, who was usually calm, couldn't help but frown.

Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth and held on to the edge of the flying sword tightly.

His face turned pale: "No... My mental strength can't hold up anymore."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to persevere, but he has indeed reached his limit.

I got hurt just as I was crossing the restricted area.

Now, forcibly using spiritual power to maintain the stability of the flying sword is already a last-ditch effort.

"Change people!" An Qingyu immediately made a decision.

"Shen Qingzhu, you come and take over from me."

Shen Qingzhu nodded without hesitation and quickly completed the handover with An Qingyu.

The two of them cooperated with each other tacitly, almost without any pause, and the shaking of the flying sword immediately slowed down a bit.

But the situation remains grim.

"Replacing people alone is not enough." An Qingyu wiped the sweat off his face and glanced at everyone.

"We need a more permanent approach."

"I can adjust the air flow rate." Shen Qingzhu suddenly said,

"Use wind power to create a stable airflow buffer zone under the flying sword to reduce spiritual power consumption."

"That's feasible!" An Qingyu's eyes lit up.

"You are responsible for controlling the wind direction, and the others will cooperate to stabilize the spiritual power structure."

Just do it.

Shen Qingzhu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the supernatural powers in his body began to work.

After a while, a transparent air barrier visible to the naked eye appeared under the flying sword.

It was like an invisible hand holding up the flying sword.

Everyone suddenly felt the pressure reduced.

"It's amazing." Baili Pangpang exclaimed,

"Your thing is a lifesaver."

"Don't be too happy too soon."

Shen Qingzhu said lightly,

"This can only delay the collapse, not solve it fundamentally."

Sure enough, in less than a minute, the vibration of the flying sword intensified again.

"It seems we have to find another way." An Qingyu frowned and thought.

"If the pressure on the flying sword is too great, we can consider advancing in batches."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Er asked.

"Some people will land on the ground and wait, while the other part will continue to advance."

An Qingyu explained, "Wait until we find a safe path ahead, then turn back to meet them."

"No." Cao Yuan shook his head.

"We must now maintain our overall action. Once we separate, we will be easily defeated one by one."

"That makes sense." An Qingyu nodded.

"Then we can only continue to bear it."

The atmosphere became solemn for a moment.

Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth and pounded the flying sword hard: "Can't you try harder?"

"I can hold on for a while."

"This is not the time for you to show off." An Qingyu glanced at him.

"Don't forget we are here to find someone, not to die."

Baili Pangpang was silent and finally sighed.

Just when everyone was in a brief stalemate, Shen Qingzhu suddenly said: "Maybe there is another way."

Everyone looked at him.

"We can find a temporary landing point ahead." Shen Qingzhu said in a steady tone.

"Even if it's just a few minutes of rest, it will allow everyone to recover some spiritual power."

"The problem is..." Jiang Er frowned.

"Where is the 'temporary landing point' in this turbulent area?"

"Yes." Shen Qingzhu raised his hand and pointed forward.

"That floating island."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and indeed saw a small island floating in the air.

There are sparse trees and the terrain is flat, looking like the remains of some ancient ruins.

"You can try." An Qingyu nodded.

"But be careful, there are often residual unknown energies in places like that."

"No problem." Shen Qingzhu has already started to control the flying sword to turn slowly.

"Prepare to land."

The flying sword gradually approached the floating island, and everyone held their breath and waited.

Just before it touched the ground, the flying sword trembled violently.

It was as if it was pushed by an invisible force and almost deviated from its trajectory.

"What's going on?" Baili Pangpang screamed.

"Someone has set up a ban." Shen Qingzhu's face darkened.

"This floating island does not welcome outsiders."

"Then use brute force to rush in." Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth.

"I've never been scared of anything."

"Don't be impulsive." An Qingyu stopped him.

"Observe first."

Several people stood on the flying swords and looked around vigilantly.

The air was filled with a light blue mist.

You can vaguely see some strange runes floating in the air, slowly rotating and emitting faint light.

"These runes..." Jiang Er whispered,

"It seems to be recording something."

"Maybe it's some kind of ancient warning." Shen Qingzhu speculated.

"No matter what it is, we have to make a decision as soon as possible." Cao Yuan reminded,

"The flying sword's spiritual power is almost exhausted."

"Then..." An Qingyu was about to speak when he suddenly heard a low buzzing sound coming from the distance.

Everyone was instantly alert.

The sound was getting closer and closer, as if some huge monster was approaching.

"No way..." Baili Pangpang swallowed his saliva.

"So unlucky?"

Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

"It's not an illusion," he said.

“It’s really here.”

The next second, a huge black shadow emerged from the thick fog, slowly approaching them with a suffocating sense of oppression...