Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Dead silence.

The earth-shaking roar seemed to drain all the sounds in Kunlun Xu, leaving only a heavy and suffocating silence.

The veins on the back of Yang Jian's hand, which was tightly gripping the three-pointed, double-edged sword, bulged, and his expression looked extremely ugly.

"Master Erlang, what was that just now?" Lin Qiye broke the silence, his voice a little hoarse.

Yang Jian did not answer immediately. The divine eye on his forehead slowly closed.

He seemed to be calming down, and after a while he let out a breath of turbid air: "It's her."

"She?" Wu Hen's eyes were as sharp as a knife. "Queen Mother of the West?"

Yang Jian suddenly looked at Wu Hen, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, which soon turned into a bitter acknowledgment: "You are very perceptive."

"I only heard this roar once, two thousand years ago."

Nezha interrupted and said, "Two thousand years ago? Isn't that..."

"That's right." Yang Jian interrupted him, his voice as low as rusty iron.

"It was the time when Yaochi was massacred."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze.

Lin Qiye's heart was shocked: "A bloodbath at Yaochi? Wasn't it just a fight between immortals and gods?"

"Fight?"

Yang Jian laughed at himself.

"It was a massacre."

"The Queen Mother of the West wiped out all the immortals and gods who questioned her overnight, and the water of Yaochi Lake was dyed red."

"She stood on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, roaring like she did just now. She didn't sound like a god, nor like a human, but like an angry ancient beast."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Wu Hen spoke calmly, each word hitting him like a nail.

Hitting the most crucial point: "The Immortality Pill was stolen after that, right?"

Yang Jian's pupils shrank: "How do you know?"

"Guess."

Wu Hen's tone was calm.

"I can't think of any other reason that could drive a Lord of the Divine Realm so mad as to slaughter her own people, other than something she values ​​most."

"She was asserting her authority and also venting her anger."

"Then, Galan appeared."

His chain of logic is terrifyingly clear.

"You mean..." Lin Qiye's breathing also became rapid.

"The Queen Mother of the West massacred the Jade Pool because the Immortality Pill was stolen."

"Now, Galan has appeared again, and the Queen Mother of the West has roared again."

Wu Hen's voice was calm, yet it chilled everyone present.

"These two things are essentially a continuation of the same thing. We may have been going in the wrong direction from the beginning."

They thought that Jialan's target was modern Daxia, but if everything was related to the past events of two thousand years ago,

Naga Lan's true purpose is probably far more complicated and terrifying than they imagined.

The atmosphere was so heavy that water seemed to drip out.

At this moment, Nezha, who had always been heartless, suddenly said "Huh" and pointed to the blurry silhouette of time in the sky.

"That's strange." He scratched his head.

"Why did the old woman take so long to watch the show this time? Normally, she would have gotten tired of it and put it away."

"What's going on today? Are you really treating this like a TV series?"

An unintentional remark was like a bolt of lightning, instantly illuminating the minds of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

Lin Qiye raised his head suddenly: "Hasn't disappeared yet?"

"Yes, it's been there since before you came in, and it hasn't stopped yet."

Wu Hen's mouth curled up in a cold arc: "I see. She is not watching the show at all, nor is she having fun."

"Then what is she doing?" Lin Qiye asked.

"She's waiting."

Wu Hen spoke each word with emphasis.

"This silhouette of time is like a coordinate, a signal."

"She's using this method to tell someone, or something... that she's here, Kunlun Xu is here."

This inference made Yang Jian's face change.

As a law enforcement god, he had never thought about it from this perspective.

"She's waiting for Galan?"

"Not sure." Wu Hen shook his head.

“But I’m definitely not waiting for friends for tea.”

"We must leave immediately and bring back this news."

The severity of the situation has exceeded everyone's expectations.

This is no longer a simple chase; they seem to have accidentally stepped into a shocking conspiracy spanning two thousand years.

"Okay." Yang Jian nodded decisively, "I'll take you out."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen no longer hesitated and clasped their fists towards Yang Jian and Nezha: "Thank you very much, see you later."

"Take care of yourself."

After saying that, the two turned around and walked towards the space passage they came from without any delay.

The exit of Kunlun Xu is just ahead. As long as you pass through that light curtain, you can return to Daxia.

However, just as their feet were about to step out of Kunlun Xu's borders—

"Crack!"

A crisp sound like breaking glass suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen froze at the same time.

They turned back suddenly and saw Kunlun Xu in the blue sky.

A dark crack appeared out of nowhere without any warning, like a hideous scar.

“Crack…Crack!”

Then, the second, the third... countless cracks appeared with the first one as the center.

It spread madly in all directions, and in a blink of an eye it covered the entire sky, like a giant net that was about to break.

"What's going on?!" Nezha screamed, "Is Kunlun Xu going to collapse?!"

Yang Jian's expression was more solemn than ever before, and the third eye on his forehead opened instantly.

It emitted brilliant golden light and stared intently into the depths of the cracks.

"It's not collapsed." He said with difficulty, "It's... something is trying to squeeze in from the outside!"

Before he finished speaking, an ancient aura that could not be described in words slowly seeped out from those dark cracks.

The smell was desolate and ancient, with the smell of decay and death.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze at this moment.

Wu Hen, who was standing aside, had a look of unbelievable horror on his face for the first time, which had always been calm to the point of being cold.

Because of that breath...

They are all too familiar with it.