Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

That green light was the last light of the Queen Mother of the West's incarnation.

Without the slightest hesitation, she rushed towards the dark monument base like a burning meteor without hesitation.

"No!" Lin Qiye roared subconsciously, his eyes bloodshot.

boom--!

A divine light that could not be described in words suddenly exploded. The light was as bright as billions of suns rising at the same time, instantly burning away the darkness that enveloped the sky and the earth.

In the dazzling light, the figure of the Queen Mother of the West completely disappeared, without even a trace left.

Lin Qiye's heart suddenly trembled, and his eyes became sore uncontrollably.

A god fell in front of him?

In order to seal an unknown thing, he gave up everything he had so resolutely?

"Calm down, Nanaya."

A hand pressed down his slightly trembling shoulder, and Wu Hen's voice rang in his ears, as steady as ever.

"Look, this is not the time."

Lin Qiye was stunned and turned to look at Wu Hen: "What do you mean? Queen Mother of the West..."

"What we're seeing is history repeating itself."

Wu Hen's eyes were as sharp as a knife, pointing at the light and shadow that were dissipating around him.

"The Kunlun Mirror's clone shattered. Before it dissipated, it used its final strength to project what actually happened a hundred years ago."

"We are just spectators and cannot change anything."

Lin Qiye looked around and found that the surrounding scenery was becoming unreal, as if an ink painting was immersed in water and began to blur.

So that's it... This wasn't the sacrifice of the Queen Mother of the West's clone, but her original body was sacrificed in this way a hundred years ago.

The shattering of the Kunlun Mirror just happened to reveal the dusty truth in front of their eyes in a bloody manner.

He was silent.

As the divine light gradually receded and the cracks on the base of the monument were half repaired, an indescribable feeling of compassion and powerlessness surged in my heart.

Is this the fate of the gods?

Protect the people, and then die alone, even unknown to the world.

Just then, a figure slowly walked past them.

It’s the Emperor of Fengdu.

His expression was calm as he walked to the ruined monument base. He raised his hand and waved it. Six silver rings wrapped in the aura of the underworld flew out from his fingertips and landed in front of Wu Hen.

"Wu Hen, go on."

His voice was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Return these Six Paths of Reincarnation Seals to the Netherworld for me."

Wu Hen reached out to catch the silver ring; it felt cold and heavy.

He looked at the back of King Fengdu, moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.

"Emperor! What are you going to do?" Lin Qiye couldn't help but ask.

The King of Fengdu did not turn around, but simply said: "Do what I should do."

"The Queen Mother of the West has used her spirit to suppress the body of the stele. She still needs a divine power to outline the inscription and complete the final seal. Who else can do this job but me?"

His tone was terrifyingly calm, as if he had already signed a contract with death and was now simply going to keep his appointment.

"After I reincarnate, you will find him and tell him..."

The Emperor of Fengdu paused, as if remembering something, and then laughed at himself.

"Forget it. With that kid's temper, he won't need anyone to teach him. He will understand it himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer had any regrets and jumped into the huge black monument base.

"Emperor!" Lin Qiye and Wu Hen shouted at the same time.

no respond.

The next moment, the body of Emperor Fengdu exploded inside the base of the monument!

Endless netherworld divine power transformed into a jet of black ink, spreading madly along the invisible lines on the monument base.

Complex and ancient divine patterns were quickly outlined, and the outline of the entire divine monument was about to take shape under the depiction of the netherworld divine power!

It worked!

This thought just came to Lin Qiye’s mind.

But just when the divine monument was about to close completely, something strange happened!

click-

Above the distant sky, a scarlet crack appeared without warning, as if the sky had been cut with a hideous wound.

Immediately afterwards, an incomprehensible whisper, as if coming from the eternal void, seeped out from the gap and penetrated into everyone's mind.

The voice was not loud, but it carried a crazy power that twisted the mind, making people feel stuffy in the chest and almost vomit blood.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips.

An unprecedented, suffocating sense of uneasiness and fear instantly gripped their hearts.

What is behind that crack?

Lin Qiye's eyes were fixed on the source of the ever-expanding crack, which seemed to be heading towards... the westernmost part of the world.