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

"This is... the Ancestral Temple?"

Zhu Rong looked around with a curious expression.

The afterimage of the Fire Ancestor looked at Zhu Rong and said, "The flames you cultivate are very powerful. If it weren't for the blessing of the Ancestral God Temple, I might not be able to surpass you in the power of flames."

"Something was able to awaken me from my endless slumber. What's its name?"

The Fire Ancestor stretched out his palm, and a purplish-red fireball slowly condensed and took shape.

Zhu Rong replied, "It is called the Heavenly Fire, and it is my innate divine power."

"Interesting. Your flame cultivation has reached its peak; further breakthroughs are impossible, but..."

Before Huo Zu could finish speaking, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up as he looked at Huo Zu, who was holding the Heavenly Fire in his palm.

"Could it be that Senior Fire Ancestor has a way to help me break through?!"

"If you can help me break through to a higher level, I am willing to become your godfather and will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"

Huo Zu frowned, and his right eyelid began to twitch uncontrollably.

Although he didn't know what his adoptive father was, his intuition told him that it was a high-risk identity...

The Fire Ancestor waved his hand and said, "You are juniors, it is only right for seniors to help juniors, there is no need for such formalities."

"After we resisted the invasion of the Kree, apart from that guy, the rest of us fell into a permanent slumber due to the exhaustion of our faith power and gradually perished."

"Before falling into slumber, I left the origin of the Great Dao of Flames that I had comprehended in the Ancestral God Temple."

"The origin of this flame is the primordial source of the Great Dao, formed by the most primitive and purest worship of nature."

"If you can absorb my flame essence, you can break through to the level we were at back then."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up.

"I hope the Fire Ancestor will bestow upon this junior the source of flames!"

The Fire Ancestor scratched his head somewhat awkwardly and said, "Didn't I just say that I placed the source of my flames in the Ancestral God Temple before I fell into slumber?"

"I suspect that the source of this flame has absorbed the rich faith power in the Ancestral Temple and has probably developed sentience."

"I don't even know where the source of this flame is, or what it has taken form..."

"But don't worry, there is no space or time in the Ancestral God Temple, it can't escape, it's definitely still here."

The Fire Ancestor raised his hand and passed a crimson flame to Zhu Rong, which burned fiercely like a torch.

"This flame can guide you to find the source of the flame."

"The responsibility of dealing with the invasion of those monsters falls on you, the younger generation."

After the Fire Ancestor finished speaking, the life flame of that afterimage also burned to its end, gradually dimming and dissipating into specks of light...

Zhu Rong held the flame that the Fire Ancestor had left him in his palm and bowed to the Fire Ancestor.

"This junior, Zhurong, respectfully bids farewell to the Fire Ancestor!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"With such a descendant, we can rest in peace!!!"

The Fire Ancestor laughed three times, and his afterimage vanished into the void.

After a long while, Zhu Rong stood up, holding the flame, and began to search for the whereabouts of the flame's origin.

After searching for an unknown distance, the flames in Zhu Rong's hand suddenly shot up high, as if sensing the existence of the source of the flames!

Zhu Rong's eyes lit up; the source of this flame must be nearby!

Swish!

A flash of fire rushed towards the center of the Ancestral Temple!

"Trying to run away!!!"

Zhu Rong immediately transformed into a streak of fire and gave chase!

The source of the flame is a constantly burning crimson fireball, as mysterious, ancient, scorching, and powerful as the sun!

Seeing that Zhu Rong was in hot pursuit, several fire arrows shot out from the source of the flames, leaving long trails to block Zhu Rong's pursuit.

With one hand holding crimson flames and the other gripping his flaming halberd, Zhu Rong cleaved all the incoming fire arrows in two!

"Little darling, don't run away, come into my arms, hehehe!"

Zhu Rong gave an evil smile, and the sound of yellow-haired man luring an innocent young girl echoed through the air.

Upon hearing the commotion caused by Zhu Rong behind him, the source of the flames, like a fawn startled by a tiger's roar, ran even faster!

Swish! ! !

The source of the flame suddenly transformed into nine identical fireballs, which flew off in different directions.

Zhu Rong also used his divine fire clones to chase after each fireball.

As Zhu Rong continued his pursuit, he suddenly noticed something amiss; the nine fireballs seemed to be landing in the wrong place...

hum! ! !

Streams of fire law power flowed, forming a nine-palace fire array that trapped Zhu Rong and his companions within.

Zhu Rong brandished his flaming halberd, unleashing terrifying power, but it was all neutralized by the magic array.

This Nine Palaces Flame Formation is unpredictable. Even if Zhu Rong possesses the strength of ten thousand men, without the brains, he would be like a headless fly, rushing around aimlessly and unable to break through.

Exhausted and covered in sweat, Zhu Rong leaned on his flaming halberd and suddenly missed Tian Wu.

If the Ancestral Witch of Wind, Tianwu, were here, the mere Nine Palaces Formation would be no challenge for him.

Thinking of the scene of Tianwu fanning himself and mocking him, Zhu Rong was instantly enraged and raised his flaming halberd, gesturing wildly in the void.

"Tch, it's just a simple Nine Palaces Formation, I can break it too!"

Zhu Rong gathered flames, leaving trails of burning horizontal and vertical lines in the air, and began to study how to break the formation.

Looking at the dense lines of fire in the sky, Zhu Rong couldn't even tell which one was which. In the end, he casually threw down his flaming halberd and sat down on the ground.

"Forget it, let's just destroy it. I'm tired..."

Just as Zhu Rong was feeling dejected, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

"Father Zhurong, are you... practicing cursive script?"

Gu Tianchen looked at Zhu Rong with curiosity as he gazed at the dense lines of fire that continued to burn in the sky.

Zhu Rong looked at Gu Tianchen with a surprised expression and asked, "Holy crap! How did you get in here?!"

Gu Tianchen patted the Kunlun Mirror at his waist and said with a smile, "No matter how far into the future, I will always be able to find you."

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Ancestral Temple, right?"

"I had no clue when I came in, until I sensed the aura of your divine fire, my godfather, and that's when I rushed over."

"Let's go, let's go find the other godfathers together."

Zhu Rong forced himself to remain calm and said, "Um... you go first, I still need to find the source of the flame."

Gu Tianchen glanced at the surrounding fire laws, which faintly formed a nine-palace formation, trapping Zhu Rong within it.

"Godfather, are you trapped in this Nine Palaces Formation and can't get out?" Gu Tianchen looked at Zhu Rong with a mischievous grin.

Zhu Rong quickly denied it three times: "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

"A mere Nine Palaces Formation? You think you can trap me?"

"Step back, and I'll break through your defenses in a heartbeat!"

Gu Tianchen smiled but didn't say anything, wanting to see how Zhu Rong would break the formation.

Zhu Rong gripped his flaming halberd tightly, infused it with divine fire power, and hurled it fiercely in one of the directions!