Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

When the feeling of suffocation faded away, Wang Mian had already made his choice.

Or rather, he had no choice at all.

He stretched out his trembling hand, holding the glittering Yasakani no Magatama in his palm.

It was as if he was holding up his entire future and dignity, and slowly and heavily handing it over to the old man in front of him.

His face was filled with bitterness and exhaustion, and every pore exuded endless helplessness and loneliness.

This divine weapon that he had risked everything to obtain, ultimately did not belong to him.

The old man's dry fingers gently pinched the magatama, and the warm light dimmed the moment he touched it.

It was as if all the divinity was drained away in an instant.

"The contract is established." The old man's voice was calm, as if he was announcing a trivial matter.

The moment he finished speaking, the magatama in his hand and his figure turned into countless points of light and drifted away in the wind.

The vibrant illusion around them also shattered into pieces like a mirror and collapsed with a loud bang.

In the blink of an eye, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers all faded away, replaced by a dead and desolate place.

The cold wind blew up the dust and blew across Wang Mian's empty palm, leaving only him and the boundless illusion and impermanence.

He lost, lost miserably, and traded his freedom for a chance to survive.

Became the agent of the so-called God of Time.

At the same time, on a busy street thousands of miles away, Wu Hen and Lin Qiye were walking side by side.

"Did you feel that fluctuation of divine power just now? It was gone in a flash." Lin Qiye frowned slightly, looking alert.

Wu Hen had an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looking a little nonchalant: "I felt it, it was very strong, but it disappeared quickly."

"I guess it's some unlucky guy who got tricked by the boss again."

At this moment, an old man in a simple Taoist robe appeared in front of them without warning, as if he had been standing there all along.

The old man has a simple face and deep eyes that seem to contain the stars and the universe.

He blocked the two men's way and his eyes fell directly on Wu Hen.

Lin Qiye tensed up instantly, his hand already on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Wu Hen held his hand, winked at him, and then looked at the old man lazily: "Old sir, what's the matter?"

The old man smiled gently, but what he said made Wu Hen's eyelids jump.

"I am here to retrieve my things."

Wu Hen's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm: "Your things?"

"Old man, is there some misunderstanding between us? I don't remember taking anything from you."

Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze fell on Wu Hen's arms, where there was an inconspicuous cushion.

It was the treasure that Wu Hen had stolen from a secret realm before.

"That cushion belongs to an old friend of mine."

Wu Hen's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he subconsciously hugged the cushion in his arms tightly.

This thing is a treasure. If you practice on it, your speed will be several times faster.

It is simply a must-have artifact for home travel, murder and robbery.

He would be absolutely unwilling to hand it over just like that.

"Senior, this thing...it has a connection with me." Wu Hen chuckled and started to act like a rogue.

"Look, it's doing well here, and I haven't treated it badly. How about you look for something else?"

Lin Qiye was horrified watching from the side. Wu Hen was probably the only one in the world who dared to act like a rogue to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun did not get angry, but calmly stated a fact: "It is not a dead object, but the divine nature of an old friend of mine."

"He fell eons ago, and I used him as a pawn in a game of chess. Now the game is about to begin, and the godhood will naturally return to its place."

godhead?

The playful smile on Wu Hen's face froze instantly, replaced by deep shock.

He looked down at the thing in his arms, which he treated as a high-end cushion, and never imagined that it was actually the divine nature of a god!

No wonder the effect is so amazing.

"So... everything before was a trap set up by you?" Wu Hen suddenly realized, and countless clues in his mind instantly connected together.

How could he get this cushion so easily?

Why were the subsequent series of events vaguely related to this? It turned out that there was an invisible big hand pushing them behind the scenes.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, and no."

"I am just a chess player, and occasionally, I follow the will of heaven and place one or two chess pieces."

"I have never been a true chess player."

This statement is vague and profound.

Wu Hen frowned. As a time traveler, he thought he had a lot of information.

But in front of this true giant of all time, he found that what he knew was probably not even the tip of the iceberg.

"Which god is your old friend? What is your plan? Who is it targeting?"

Wu Hen asked a series of questions, he wanted to know more.

"You will know his name later." Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were far away.

"As for this game of chess, the board is the Three Realms, the pieces are all living beings, and the opponent... is Heaven's Way, and also fate."

Wu Hen was shocked when he heard this, but he felt that he couldn't grasp the key point, so he could only nod as if he understood.

He knew that no matter how much he asked, he would not be able to get the answer if the other party didn't want to say it.

He weighed the cushion in his arms.

"Alright, something as important as Godhead really can't be used as a cushion."

"Return the item to its original owner. Please keep it, senior."

Yuanshi Tianzun took the cushion, and it emitted a soft light in his hand, as if it was jumping for joy.

Wu Hen thought that the matter was over and was about to pull Lin Qiye away, but Yuanshi Tianzun spoke again, his tone still calm.

"There's one more thing."

Wu Hen was stunned and looked at him warily: "Anything else? I don't remember taking anything else from you."

"Divine disaster." Yuanshi Tianzun uttered two words.

Wu Hen's pupils suddenly contracted!

Divine Disaster, that was one of his biggest secrets and trump cards since he traveled through time.

It was an ominous item that he obtained after surviving a near-death experience in a remote place. Apart from himself, there was no way that anyone else could know about it!

He instantly took a defensive stance and said in a cold voice: "Senior, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

This time, Yuanshi Tianzun did not explain, but just looked at him quietly.

That calm gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all illusions and look straight into the depths of Wu Hen's soul.

An indescribable terrifying pressure swept over from all directions.

It is not deliberate, but a natural expression of this being itself.

Lin Qiye turned pale under this pressure and even breathing became difficult.

Wu Hen clenched his teeth and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He knew that all his disguises and secrets were meaningless in front of this man.

He couldn't imagine the consequences of refusing.

"Senior, one shouldn't be too greedy, right?" Wu Hen almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, with his last struggle.

Yuanshi Tianzun finally spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of inexplicable meaning: "This thing is a death warrant for you."

"For me, it is just a medicinal ingredient."

"Are you sure you want to create a cause and effect with me for a disaster that will inevitably backfire on you?"

Wu Hen was silent.

He knew better than anyone that although the divine disaster was powerful, it was indeed a double-edged sword.

He still hasn't been able to fully control it and is at risk of being swallowed by it at any time.

Yuanshi Tianzun's words just hit the nail on the head in his deepest heart.

Weighing the pros and cons only takes a moment.

Wu Hen took a deep breath, like a deflated ball.

The cynical smile returned to his face, but with a hint of awe and helplessness in it.

"Well, you are the boss, you have the final say." He spread his hands.

"I can give you the things, but what good will it do me?"

Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to have not expected him to put forward conditions, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What benefits do you want?"

"I gave you my life, you have to give me some compensation, right?"

"Like...tell me, what should I do next?"

Wu Hen's eyes became sharp. If he lost face, he must win back the substance.

He realized that this was not only a return, but also an opportunity to access higher-level secrets.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him deeply, as if he was re-examining this interesting mortal.

He did not answer directly, but raised his hand and pointed to the distant sky.

There, the situation suddenly changed. In the dead silence of the void, Wu Hen and Lin Qiye's breathing almost stopped.

In front of them, the vague figure of the Taoist priest seemed to have existed there since time immemorial.

Just standing there made the entire space tremble.

Wu Hen suppressed the throbbing in his heart, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: "Excuse me, Heavenly Lord, where is Heaven?"

"Where are those legendary Great Xia gods now?"

This question was like a huge rock hitting stagnant water, and even the distorted light around it was paused.

Lin Qiye also held his breath and concentrated. This problem had troubled them for too long, and it had also troubled the entire Daxia for too long!

Yuanshi Tianzun's blurred face seemed to be turned towards them, and also seemed to be looking towards the more distant unknown.

A moment later, a voice without any emotion, yet seemingly filled with the truth of heaven, rang out:

"God, things are going to change."

Just four simple words, but they made Wu Hen and Lin Qiye feel like they were struck by lightning!

They wanted to ask again, but the voice didn't give them any chance.

"Go back to Daxia."

“That’s where your roots are.”

As soon as the words fell, an irresistible gentle force enveloped the two of them, and the scene before their eyes instantly distorted and regressed!

A strong sense of urgency arose in Wu Hen's heart. What kind of horrible truth was hidden behind these four words?

The world is about to change... How drastically will it turn upside down?!

At the same time, in the Takamagahara Divine Kingdom.

Three brilliant golden lights moved freely in the frenzy of corpse beasts.

Wherever it passed, large groups of dead beasts were purified, torn to pieces, and turned into ashes.

"Hmph, a bunch of filthy filth, dare you to lay your hands on the Kingdom of God?"

One of the Golden Immortals sneered, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of sword lights appeared, chopping a corpse beast as big as a mountain into meat paste.

"Quick victory, quick resolution. These things are disgusting just to look at." Another Golden Immortal spoke with arrogance and disdain.

They are the supreme fighting force of Takamagahara, the gods who look down upon all living things.

For them, slaughtering these unintelligent monsters was just a simple purification.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The strange red moon hanging in the sky above Takama-ga-hara suddenly shone brightly without any warning!

A blood-red beam of light, ten times denser than the previous one, suddenly fell down!

The second round of red moon pollution broke out!

"Roar--!"

In an instant, all the still-surviving corpses seemed to be injected with the most violent stimulant.

Their bodies swelled rapidly, the blood in their eyes almost dripped out, and their aura continued to rise!

The corpse beast that was originally crushed to pieces by the Golden Immortals could now withstand one or two rays of divine light and survive!

"What's going on?!" A Golden Immortal's face changed drastically.

"The power of these monsters is skyrocketing!"

"Not good! The pollution concentration is too high and is eroding the laws of the Kingdom of God!"

The three Golden Immortals who were so arrogant just now were instantly caught in a tough battle.

They were horrified to find that the more they killed the corpse beasts, the more they appeared and the stronger they became, as if there was no end!

The pure land of God's kingdom suddenly showed signs of turning into a demonic realm!

Just as this kingdom of God was about to be swallowed by blood and madness.

In that void, Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze seemed to penetrate endless time and space and landed on this chaotic battlefield.

He just said it lightly.

"That's fine."

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward.

The next moment, his figure appeared silently in the sky above the Takamagahara Divine Kingdom.

Superior to the three Golden Immortals who were struggling to hold on and the endless corpses of beasts.

He looked down at the chaotic kingdom of God below, his eyes calm, as if he was watching a farce whose ending had already been written.