Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Drip!

On the long river of time.

An electric scooter pushes through the waves, traversing the river of time to return to its original timeline.

"Master!!!"

On the back of the electric scooter, Sun Wukong, who had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly woke up and instinctively reached out to grab the person in front of him.

Lu Wuwei quickly straightened himself and said earnestly, "Great Sage, it is I."

When Sun Wukong saw that it was Lu Wuwei, he slowly released his grip...

"I, Old Sun, remember you. Your ability is to find other people through timelines. When you found me, Old Sun, did you discover anything?"

Lu Wuwei shook his head and said, "That parallel world was forcibly cleaved apart by some terrifying force."

"I found you, Great Sage, on the verge of that parallel world shattering."

Sun Wukong fell silent.

After a long while, he finally looked up and asked, "How long until we can go back?"

"Immediately, Great Sage, please take a look."

Following Lu Wuwei's gaze, on the river of time, nine identical Lu Wuweis were riding electric scooters smoothly toward their original timeline.

Some electric scooters had one or two deities, half-steps to supreme power, sitting on the back.

For example, on the timeline closest to oneself, Yang Jian and Ying Gou are sitting...

Some of the electric scooters were empty behind the people, and the gods used their abilities to return to their original timeline.

hum! ! !

Nine figures flew in from a distance at the same time, heading towards the original timeline.

Sun Wukong's fiery eyes saw that downstream in the river of time, Gu Tianchen was transformed into a golden dragon, swimming in the river of time.

"Delivery boy, put me down!" Sun Wukong was furious when he saw Gu Tianchen.

Although through Lu Wuwei's explanation, he knew that the Gu Tianchen in that world was not the Gu Tianchen he knew.

But just thinking about that kid's smug smile made Sun Wukong want to give him a whack with his stick.

If we don't give him a few whacks to vent his anger, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven's inner demons will never be quelled!

Lu Wuwei quickly explained, "Great Sage, please calm down. Although it doesn't look far, that brute has gone to the distant future."

"My ability is limited to traversing the river of time. If I were to travel downstream to a future timeline, I might lose control of the vehicle and overturn in the turbulent river of time..."

Sun Wukong watched Gu Tianchen's departing figure, snorted coldly, and said, "Hmph, let this kid go for now."

……

In the endless darkness, a flash of light illuminated the surroundings.

Zhu Rong, holding a fireball in one hand and gripping his flaming halberd in the other, flew aimlessly through the darkness.

Even the light of the Heavenly Fire could only illuminate a radius of about a hundred miles.

The endless darkness was like a giant beast, devouring everything in its path.

In the depths of darkness, Zhu Rong felt something was calling him to the depths of the endless abyss…

Swish!

Zhu Rong transformed into a streak of fire and flew into the depths of darkness, the purplish-red flames leaving a long trail, like a shooting star piercing the darkness!

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, a terrifying barrier blocked Zhu Rong's path, stopping him in his tracks.

Zhu Rong raised his flaming halberd and poked at the barrier blocking his way.

hum! ! !

A terrifying divine power swept out, and an enormous temple appeared before him!

This temple is filled with an ancient and primitive atmosphere, as if it has been formed by absorbing endless power of faith.

Like the Pangu Temple, this temple also lacks the concepts of space and time, standing quietly in the endless abyss, waiting for a destined person to open it.

Zhu Rong searched for a long time and finally found an entrance. He carried his Flaming Halberd and swaggered in.

The temple's interior layout was somewhat based on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and the area he entered was precisely due south.

According to the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) orientation, it belongs to the Li position, which is also the source of fire power.

As soon as Zhu Rong stepped into the Li position, the fireball in his hand went out of control and flew out instantly, hovering in the void.

As more and more faith power poured into the fireball, it became incredibly hot and enormous, like a sun hanging in the sky.

It's only thanks to Zhurong being an ancient fire god that he could move freely in such high temperatures; any other god would probably have been burned to ashes long ago.

The fireball's rotation began to slow down, and Zhu Rong discovered that a figure seemed to be slowly awakening inside the fireball!

"You're playing tricks! I'll chop you up!"

Zhu Rong gripped her flaming halberd like a javelin, infusing it with divine fire power capable of scorching mountains and boiling seas...

call out! ! !

With the support of Zhu Rong's terrifying explosive power, the Flaming Halberd transformed into a fiery meteor that instantly pierced through the giant fireball in the sky!

boom! ! !

A massive explosion reverberated, and from within the churning mushroom cloud, a colossal figure engulfed in flames charged towards Zhu Rong!

"Well done!"

Zhu Rong instantly revealed his true form as an ancestral witch, becoming as majestic and tall as that huge figure, and clenched his giant fiery fist to fiercely slam into the opponent!

boom! ! !

The entire area of ​​the temple instantly transformed into a sea of ​​fire, as the two colossal fiery figures, wielding terrifying divine power, began their clash!

A terrifying explosion reverberated, and Zhu Rong was struck hard by the giant shadow of fire, forced back a great distance before regaining his footing.

Zhu Rong shook her arm and looked at the other party with a solemn expression.

Judging from the divine power fluctuations emanating from the other party, they are at least at the T1 level among the supreme gods.

Strangely, this giant fiery shadow seemed lifeless, like a lingering avatar left behind by some ancient powerful being before their passing, almost like a holographic projection...

Even Zhu Rong himself found it somewhat unbelievable when he thought about it.

If even a mere wisp of his spirit could possess the combat power of a supreme god, how terrifying must his strength have been in life?!

Swish! ! !

Zhu Rong reached out, and the flaming halberd grew larger and larger, spinning as it flew back into his hand.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Zhu Rong raised his flaming halberd and pointed it at the giant shadow of flames, questioning it.

The giant shadow of fire seemed to be lost in some distant and ancient memory, and even the flames on its body stopped burning.

His voice was full of majesty, yet tinged with a sense of vicissitude.

“Long, long ago, people called us… Ancestral Gods…”

"Ancestral God?"

Zhu Rong raised an eyebrow and stretched out his hand toward the giant fire shadow, saying, "Ancestral God? Ancestral Witch? Perhaps we are related. I am Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

The giant fiery shadow slowly said, "I never expected that among the people of later generations, there would be such extraordinary talents as us, who could cultivate the laws of fire to the level of the Great Dao."

"Zhurong? Your name is quite nice. I am the Ancestral God of Flames... To be precise, I am a remnant soul left behind by the Ancestral God of Flames."

"Welcome to the Ancestral Temple..."