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

Rumble!

A deafening roar was heard, and the black sea water split in the middle, like an abyss.

In the abyss, an outer god wearing a crown, with blond hair and blue eyes, bare upper body, and covered with strange patterns, holding a golden trident, slowly walked out from the separated sea.

He teleported in front of the young man in black, and slammed the trident in his hand to the ground, releasing endless divine power, and the earth surged like waves!

The young man still looked down at his toes, blocking all the divine power that the opponent had spread out. Like a divine sword about to be unsheathed, he firmly pressed it on the coastline, guarding Da Xia behind him, not giving up an inch of land!

"Mortal... do you know who I am?"

The voice containing infinite divine power echoed like waves.

The young man in black said calmly, "God codename 009, the Greek god of the sea, Poseidon."

Poseidon's eyes turned cold. "Arrogant nation! Faithless people! How could the almighty God allow you ants to be arbitrarily numbered?! Do you still have the fear of God in your eyes?!"

"Who among you gods can I trust?" The young man continued, still looking down at his toes, and whispered, "Except for the sword in my hand, I trust no one."

Poseidon smiled evilly, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he looked at the young man in front of him.

"Haha, interesting, what's your name?"

The young man said calmly, "My name is Zhou Ping, and they all call me Sword Saint."

"Zhou Ping, I admit that you are the strongest among all the mortals I have ever met, but do you really think that you can stop the footsteps of the sea god with your mortal body?" Poseidon asked coldly.

hum!

Zhou Ping pressed lightly, and the sword case popped open half an inch. A hideous sword mark appeared between the two of them. Zhou Ping exuded a sharp sword intent, which could rival the power of Poseidon!

"I can try." Zhou Ping said calmly.

Sensing the terrifying sword intent emanating from Zhou Ping, Poseidon's expression changed. "The Shiva Grudge is a divine weapon that represents absolute destruction. If it falls into the hands of the evil gods, it will inevitably lead to disaster. You, Daxia, are godless and have no ability to protect it."

"Take my advice and hand over the Shiva Grudge so I can take it back to Olympus. Only the great Olympus can protect this artifact and prevent disaster from happening."

"The Greek gods don't need to worry about Daxia's affairs."

Zhou Ping grasped the long sword in the box, and his whole aura changed instantly. Endless sword energy rushed into the sky. He slowly raised his head, which had been lowered, and met Poseidon's gaze with his indifferent eyes without any fear.

"I'll say this one last time," Zhou Ping slowly raised his sword and pointed it at Poseidon, "Gods are forbidden to enter Daxia territory!"

……

Northern Daxia.

The white snow stretches endlessly, and countless birds fly out from the forest.

In the distant sky, a streak of black began to approach the border of Daxia.

The bird in the sky crashed into the darkness, and its vitality was instantly sucked away by an invisible hand, and it fell from the sky.

The next second, the dead bird suddenly opened its eyes, its pupils turned a strange black, and blended into the darkness.

boom!

A thick coffin board flew out from the soil, and the dry bones in the tomb suddenly sat up, with green flames burning in their empty eyes, and they crawled out of the coffin in an extremely strange posture!

boom! boom! boom!

More and more coffin boards flew into the air and were stuck all over the ground.

Countless skeletons were resurrected from the dead, forming an army of the undead, approaching silently in the darkness.

clang!

Just as the skeleton army was about to step into the border of Daxia, a golden Buddha light rose from the ground, blocking them out like an indestructible wall.

Behind the Buddha's light, a man who looked to be in his forties and wearing a dark red cloak was sitting in the snow, with a standard star knife stuck beside him.

In the endless darkness, a piercing sound echoed, as if coming from the depths of the underworld.

"How dare you, a mere mortal, stand in the way of the God of Death? Who are you?"

The man slowly stood up, holding the Star Knife beside him, casually spit out the cigarette butt that was about to burn out in his mouth, and stepped on it to put it out.

"Commander-in-Chief of the Daxia Night Watch, Ye Fan."

"Venerable Ye Fan, I know you. During the war between gods ten years ago, your body was shattered by Gaia. I didn't expect that you are still alive." A vague figure appeared in the darkness amidst the void.

"I'm sorry to disappoint Pluto. I didn't expect that ten years have passed and you still have evil intentions towards Shiva." Ye Fan said coldly.

"That thing is too dangerous. Only the great Olympus is qualified to keep it. You in Daxia have no gods and cannot protect it." The voice of Hades, the god of the underworld, resounded from the deathly aura of the underworld.

"Haha, Olympus is truly great. To survive, they sacrificed their own people, and even many gods. Thanatos, the god of death, Hypnos, the god of sleep, Hemera, the goddess of day... You've almost killed all the descendants of Nyx, the goddess of night, right?"

"Oh, by the way, I have good news for you. Half a year ago, Nyx appeared in Daxia. Do you think that when she returns completely, she will attack Olympus and make you pay for your blood debt with blood?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Hades in the dark void had no face, but Ye Fan still felt his fear.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! That woman is dead!"

Ye Fan laughed coldly and said, "Haha, you are the ancient Greek god who controls the underworld. No one understands death better than you... But, in this fog, anything can happen."

The deathly aura in the darkness became even thicker, and the pressure from Hades instantly enveloped Ye Fan's entire body.

"Hand over Shiva, otherwise, I will turn the entire Daxia into a land of death!"

Ye Fan clenched the Star Blade in his hand, and the golden Buddha light burst out, like a golden sword piercing through the endless dark death energy.

He slowly raised the Star Blade in his hand, pointed it at the dark death energy that covered the sky, and said in a cold voice: "Daxia ahead, the gods forbid you from traveling!"

……

Cangnan City, 20 kilometers.

A Maybach came roaring over.

In the driver's seat, a skinny young man was opening the car window, resting his left hand on the door, and tapping his fingertips rhythmically to the music, looking extremely cool.

"Ride my beloved little motorcycle~"

“It never gets stuck in traffic.”

The young man frowned. He didn't remember having this song in his music list.

Next to the Maybach, a delivery man in a yellow uniform riding an electric scooter was driving side by side with it.

The young man glanced at his dashboard. His speed had reached 130 miles per hour. How could an electric scooter go that fast?!

The delivery man looked at the young man with a smile, held the electric scooter with one hand, and handed him a box.

"Hello, your takeout."

The young man frowned, "Are you sick? I didn't order takeout!"

The delivery guy glanced at the receipt in his hand and said seriously, "Is this Loki, the God of Trickery, number 018? This is your takeaway."

The takeaway box was thrown into the car by the guy and it bounced open, revealing a neat row of bombs.