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

The Death Swamp was silent.

Shebi's corpse, submerged in stagnant water, continued to sink...

Shebi Shi felt his consciousness gradually dissipating, his power being swallowed by the Swamp of Death and rapidly draining away...

Is this what death feels like...?

Shebishi closed his eyes and plunged into the swamp of death, sinking into endless despair.

Edge of the Death Swamp.

The Death God, clad in black robes, sat cross-legged on the swamp, fishing rod in hand, silently casting his line, seemingly waiting for someone.

Two figures walked towards the Death Swamp.

Gu Tianchen frowned. "Hiss, that's strange. I clearly sensed Shebi Shi's adoptive father's Moon of the Dead, so why did it suddenly disappear?"

Zhu Rong raised his halberd, and the Heavenly Fire burned fiercely, like a giant torch, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

"That old poisoner has poor eyesight. Do you think there's a possibility he might have accidentally stepped into the swamp?"

Gu Tianchen's lips twitched slightly. "Can't you hope for something better?"

"Wait, there are people ahead..."

Zhu Rong reached out and stopped Gu Tianchen, who wanted to continue forward.

Reminded by Zhu Rong, Gu Tianchen stopped and carefully sensed the surroundings, but his divine sense was swallowed up by the Death Swamp shortly after it spread out, making it impossible to detect anything.

"Godfather, what have you noticed?" Gu Tianchen asked hurriedly.

"There's a dark figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the swamp, fishing," Zhu Rong told Gu Tianchen, sharing what she had sensed.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Zhu Rong and Gu Tianchen flew towards the middle of the Death Swamp and saw that deathly silent figure.

"Is this guy dead?"

As Zhu Rong spoke, he was about to use his flaming halberd to stab the God of Death.

Gu Tianchen quickly stopped Zhu Rong's reckless behavior, pressed down the Flaming Halberd, and then bowed to the black-robed figure.

"This junior, Gu Tianchen, has stumbled upon this place by mistake. May I ask which ancestral god you are, senior?"

The Ancestral God of Death remained silently fishing, offering no answer to Gu Tianchen's question. He seemed to have been dead for a long time, showing no sign of divine power flowing through his body.

"Junior Gu... Hey hey hey!"

Gu Tianchen wanted to ask another question, but Zhu Rong, who was standing to the side, raised his hand and thrust his halberd into the God of Death.

The Ancestral God of Death tumbled and plunged into the Swamp of Death, bubbling and gurgling as it rose...

"See, see, I told you he was dead, but you didn't believe me."

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, the Death Swamp suddenly began to churn and bubble, with Yin energy flowing around it, as if something was about to emerge from it!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gu Tianchen immediately shielded his adoptive father, Zhu Rong, in front of him without saying a word.

boom! ! !

A terrifying aura of death shot up from the swamp, and a figure in black robes burst out from within!

"Holy crap! It's alive again! Quick, get him back!!" Gu Tianchen exclaimed.

Zhu Rong gripped his flaming halberd tightly, channeling his divine power into it, instantly unleashing a sea of ​​fire before slashing fiercely down at the black figure!

The black-robed figure, who had just peeked out, was slashed into the swamp by Zhu Rong before he could make any move.

Gulu!

Gulu! !

The Death Swamp began to churn again. Zhu Rong raised his hand and conjured an enormous fireball, staring intently at the swamp, ready to poke his head out the moment it appeared.

As soon as the figure in black robes showed his face, he saw an enormous fireball, like a falling sun, hurtling towards him!

"Fuck!"

The figure in black robes quickly dove into the swamp to avoid the terrifying fireballs.

boom! ! !

The blazing divine power surged into the sky, and the entire Death Swamp began to boil!

Gu Tianchen raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhu Rong, asking, "Godfather, did you just hear a 'Holy shit'?"

Zhu Rong stretched out her hands, each holding a huge fireball. "Really? Or are you just imagining things?"

Gu Tianchen scratched his head. Could it be that I was just imagining things?

Zhu Rong grinned, "Hehe, it's alright, watch me give it a big one. With these two shots, that thing will be either dead or seriously injured!"

"what…"

"stop!!!"

"Stop hitting me, it's me! It's me!!"

"Zhu Rong, are you out of your mind? You didn't even see the person clearly before you chopped them down!"

"Don't you have any idea how powerful your fireball was? If I hadn't dodged it quickly, I would have died again!!!"

Shebi Shi emerged from the swamp, raised his hand to conjure a waning moon, illuminating the surroundings.

"Oh dear, it's you, you old poisoner. I should have thrown in a couple more..." Zhu Rong muttered under his breath.

"Um?!"

"Oh, no, no, what I mean is, if I had known it was you, how could I have thrown a fireball at my beloved family and friends, my brothers and sisters?"

Zhu Rong chuckled and pulled Shebi's corpse out of the swamp.

Shebishi irritably shook off Zhurong's hand and looked at Gu Tianchen.

"How did you come?"

"I'm here to rescue you and take you back, Godfather. You just said you have to die again... what do you mean?" Gu Tianchen asked with a puzzled look.

Shebishi glanced at Zhurong and slowly said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank this guy. If he hadn't pushed down the corpse of the Ancestral God of Death, I wouldn't have been able to control the origin of death."

As he spoke, Shebishi pulled out a ball of black mist that was constantly churning, ethereal and unpredictable, just like death itself, ever-changing.

"The Ancestral God of Death hid the essence of death within his corpse. Only by experiencing true death can one regain the essence of death."

When Shebishi retrieved the essence of death, the surrounding swamp of death began to gradually dissipate...

Gu Tianchen nodded and said, "Oh, I understand. This is what it means to be put in a desperate situation and then survive."

Shebishi nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. I guess the Ancestral God of Death left this Death Swamp not only to protect the source of death, but also as a test for future generations."

"Only by experiencing true death can one be reborn."

"Death does not simply refer to the death of a living body; the dissipation of the soul, the disappearance of the spirit, the collapse of faith... these all fall under the category of death."

"Death is the destination of all things in the world, and it is also rebirth."

Gu Tianchen smiled and nodded, "It seems that my godfather has a deeper understanding of death. No wonder he was able to inherit the essence of death."

Zhu Rong, who was listening nearby, was getting a headache.

"What's this talk of life and death, destiny and rebirth? If you ask me, just live life to the fullest, eat and drink to your heart's content, and enjoy life while it's short."

"If there's anything you want to do, play, or experience, take advantage of being alive and enjoy it to the fullest."

"After you die, you'll lose everything. Making yourself happy is the only meaning; everything else is bullshit."

Gu Tianchen and Shebishi exchanged a glance, then looked at Zhu Rong.

"Oh, godfather, I didn't realize you were so insightful."

Zhu Rong chuckled and said, "Heh heh, don't forget, I've also died once... no, counting my nine rebirths from the ashes, I've died ten times!"

"Stop dawdling. Now that we've found the old poison master, the next one should be Jumang."

"Alright, let me see where Jumang's adoptive father is..."

A willow branch grew from Gu Tianchen's palm, swaying continuously to guide them.