Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Chapter 461 Two years later, the chess game begins

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it’s already two years later.

There was a little light in the east, but the sky was still dark, just as dawn was approaching.

Two people wearing straw raincoats were walking in the woods. One of them was holding a map in his hand and complaining as he walked.

"Master is so mean! He forgot to bring money for dinner and just left us there and ran away. We had to wash dishes for a week."

"Sister, if I were you, I would never tolerate this kind of master. You should stay away from him.

The world is so big, there are so many good men, there's no need to hang yourself on this crooked tree, he's already rejected me anyway..."

This is a young man, about 1.75 meters tall, with a youthful face, handsome but not feminine, and a slender figure.

The young man kept chattering as he walked.

Next to him was a woman, they looked similar and were obviously siblings.

The woman had grown into a graceful and elegant lady, like a peach blossom in full bloom, slender and graceful, her figure concealed by a wide robe.

The woman stopped and the boy immediately shut up, thinking that his sister was angry.

"Stop, rob!"

With a loud shout, a dozen people emerged from the woods, blades pointed at the two men.

The man in the lead stared at the woman, his eyes filled with unconcealable greed.

"This mountain road belongs to our Tiandi Gang. If you want to pass through here, you have to pay a toll."

The two men looked as calm as before, as if they were not surprised by the sudden appearance of more than a dozen people in the jungle.

The man pulled out a small purse from his pocket and asked, "How much?"

When the man heard this, he suddenly laughed and pointed his knife at the woman next to the young man.

"Boy, I don't want your little money. Leave the woman next to you and you can go."

Upon hearing this, the young man took back his purse and drew a long knife from his waist.

"Hey, you're angry now, and you dare to draw your sword?" The leader waved his hand, "Men, go ahead and chop him to death."

For a moment, white stripes of knife light flashed everywhere. If an ordinary farm boy faced such a scene, he would probably be frightened to the point of his legs going weak.

But in the past two years, the unreliable master was never polite to the two of them. He threw them wherever there was danger and didn't care about their life or death at all.

In just two years, I have experienced countless life-and-death situations.

Like giant ant nests, swamps that devour light, demonic forests that erode the spirit, and so on.

The young man couldn't even imagine that there were so many Jedi in the world. He even suspected that a large part of them were set up artificially by his master.

But no matter what, he is no longer the same as before.

The young man took a deep breath, then drew his sword.

Colorful flames streaked across the sky, leaving a graceful arc.

Everyone felt a pain in their neck, and then the world started spinning.

Why is there no head on my body?

How is this world turning?

This was the last thought of those people.

The head is separated.

Click, the long sword is sheathed, and the world is quiet.

"Sister, it's done." The young man gave the woman a hearty smile.

"Not yet," the woman shook her head and snapped her fingers towards the group of headless corpses.

The corpses actually stood up tremblingly, groping around, and found a head nearby. They put it back on their bodies without caring whether it was their own or not.

This scene was so weird that Gong Yangzhuo shuddered when he saw it.

Ever since Master and Uncle Zhao and Uncle Chen started collecting monsters from all over the world for my sister, her methods have become more mysterious and her realm has soared.

But he also benefited from it. His sister ate her body, and he burned her soul.

He also gave their combination a name, Peaceful Funeral Service.

They sent the other party away peacefully.

What a nice name! I don’t know why Master had such a strange expression when he heard this name.

"arrive."

After crossing a mountain, Gong Yangwan looked at the towering city ahead.

The city gates were wide open, and merchants and peddlers were crowded in, and the noise could be heard from far away.

The capital has arrived.

……

In the capital city, if you walk west to the end, there is a big road with a group of pure black buildings on both sides.

There is a stone tablet beside the road, with the three words "Zhenxie Si" engraved on it.

There were five people standing next to the stone tablet, as if waiting.

In the distance, a figure in black was gradually approaching. The man was clearly walking on the road, but the pedestrians on the street seemed not to see him, as if he was stone or air.

But the strange thing is that even though they can't see it, pedestrians will still actively avoid it when they are about to collide with that person.

It looks so weird.

The man in black walked up to the five people, took off his hood, and revealed his handsome face underneath.

"My Lord, I'm here to keep my appointment."

Lin Xuan said, his eyes sweeping over everyone.

Huo Qubing, Zhan Yuwu, Yan Zhong, Hu Jia, and... Wuquan.

Two years ago, Wuquan became Huo Qubing's apprentice.

He had been practicing with Huo Qubing for two years. His features were full of beauty and he had grown up completely. Now, just standing there, he had an aura of majesty.

If Shen Qingzhu saw this, he would probably be dazed.

Lin Xuan didn't really lie to Wu Quan. He did fulfill his promise when he took Wu Quan away from Shen Qingzhu and helped Wu Quan become stronger.

The holder of [Dominating Emperor] has been making rapid progress, and with the guidance of Huo Qubing, Wuquan has now reached the ceiling of humanity.

Even when facing gods, we are not without the ability to fight.

But at the same time, there are only a few years left to live.

Fortunately, there is a solution.

Lin Xuan and Huo Qubing looked at each other.

"My Lord, you have grown a beard."

"You still look the same, just as young, nothing has changed at all," Huo Qubing sighed. He had long known that Lin Xuan was no ordinary person, but looking at him now, he was still moved. "You seem to have become stronger again."

Lin Xuan nodded. In the past two years, his understanding of the [End of Life Network] has reached a higher level.

It is already possible to influence others by controlling their subconscious minds.

Just like before, he controlled the subconscious mind and made others subconsciously ignore him.

If he is the screenwriter, then all living beings are the characters in the play, and the Final Net is the theater.

Every move of the characters in the play follows the screenwriter's wishes.

"It's really unfortunate for anyone to be your friend. It's easy to lose mental balance," Huo Qubing sighed.

"Where's Lin Qiye?"

Lin Xuan did not reply, but looked to the right.

But I saw that in a tavern, two people were already sitting in the middle of the room.

The two figures, one in white and one in blue, were snuggling together, looking over here with a smile.

Lin Qiye and Jia Lan had arrived at some point, and no one noticed them except Lin Xuan.

"Master, you are so unkind. You actually left your two disciples to play by yourselves." Two more people came late. They were Gong Yangwan and Gong Yangzhuo.

Gong Yangzhuo crossed his arms over his chest and was about to continue complaining, but he found that his mouth seemed to be stuck and he could only make hesitant sounds. He immediately widened his eyes like a goldfish.

Gong Yangwan, who was standing aside, was very quiet. She was dressed in palace clothes and looked gentle and elegant. She was very different from the lively and even tough girl two years ago.

But those eyes were fixed on Lin Xuan, full of resentment.

"Since everyone is here, let's start. Follow me," Huo Qubing turned around and led everyone into the house on the left.

The room was very empty, with a table in the middle and a gun lying across it.

That was the weapon he used to fight on the battlefield.

"My Lord, you can actually choose [Travel in His Mind]," Hu Jia began, but was stopped by Huo Qubing halfway through his words.

"No need. Let's use the [Soul Hiding Technique]. Using my soul to join the army and guard the destiny of the country is the last thing I can do for the Han Dynasty. I only wish that the Han Dynasty and future generations will prosper... cough cough cough." As Huo Qubing spoke, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His time is running out.

Huo Qubing looked at Gong Yangwan and asked, "What do you think of my suggestion?"

Lin Xuan turned to look at Gong Yangwan. Huo Qubing invited Gong Yangwan and Gong Yangzhuo to join the Evil Suppression Division. Lin Xuan did not agree, nor did he stop them. He left it to his two apprentices to decide.

"My Lord, I am willing to join the Evil Suppression Division, but as the second-in-command, not as 'Huo Qubing,'" Gong Yangwan bowed, her eyes calm. "I do not wish to eat humans, and my master forbids me to do so."

"My Lord, I will join too," Gong Yangzhuo said. He wanted to be his sister's bodyguard and always be by her side.

Huo Qubing nodded with a smile, "You two do have a good master."

Gong Yangzhuo rarely refuted.

Although the master is often unreliable, one has to admit that without him, the two of them might have died in Qinglong Village long ago, and there would be no them today.

Huo Qubing took a deep breath, gripped the spear, and closed his eyes. "Lin Xuan, do it."

Lin Xuan nodded and took a step forward.

Golden light gushed out from the ground. It was the destiny of the Han Dynasty. Kyoto, as the capital of the Great Xia Kingdom, was the place where the destiny of the nation converged and the leader of the nation's destiny.

Proceed from here for the best results.

Lin Xuan followed the guidance of the [Soul Hiding Technique] and fused his bones, blood, and soul into the weapon. The golden national destiny washed over him, and Huo Qubing's expression became distorted in an instant.

Everyone watched as the golden national destiny washed away Huo Qubing's skin bit by bit, then his muscles, and then his bones.

The pain of having the skin, flesh and bones scraped off inch by inch is no exaggeration to say that it is like being cut into pieces.

Lin Xuan saw that Huo Qubing's soul was trembling and the weapon in his hand was also vibrating. At a certain moment, the frequencies of the two coincided.

The soul and the weapon established a certain connection.

A hint of pity flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. He moved his lips and cast [Cancel] to relieve Huo Qubing's pain.

But at the moment the pain was gone, the soul became stable again, and the connection with the spear immediately began to weaken.

"Lin Xuan, there's no need to do this. I can still bear this little bit of pain."

It was not until this moment that Huo Qubing spoke and uttered the first words after the soul-hiding technique was activated.

Before this, he hadn't even uttered a groan.

"Okay," Lin Xuan sighed. He originally wanted to use his ability to relieve Huo Qubing's pain, but he never thought that pain was one of the key points for the success of the soul-hiding technique.

Perhaps it is for this reason that this technique has been shelved and no one has ever used it.

Finally, Lin Xuanrong took away Huo Qubing's bones, blood, and soul, and that heroic figure disappeared forever.

The spear turned into a ray of light, merged into the golden torrent, and disappeared.

"After two years of nurturing, the soul will recover on its own... Another two years," Lin Xuan sighed.

He looked at Gong Yangwan and Gong Yangzhuo, "Deputy General Zhan and Military Advisor Yan know the specific matters of the Evil Suppression Division better than I do. Just let them explain it to you two. If there's anything unclear, just call Mao Tuan and I'll come right over."

"Okay," Gong Yangwan nodded, took out a white ball of fur from her waist, which looked like an enlarged version of a dandelion, and stroked it gently.

This thing was made by her using the power of a certain monster. There are only two of them in the world. If you hit one of the fur balls, the other one will feel it, even if the two are separated by mountains and seas.

Lin Xuan and Lin Qiye looked at each other, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Miss Gongyang, no, Mr. Gongyang, where would you like to visit first?" Yan Zhong asked.

"Sister, why don't we go to the Demon Suppression Tower first? I heard that all the big demons captured by the Evil Suppression Bureau from all over the world are sealed there," Gong Yangzhuo suggested with an excited look on his face.

Gong Yangwan was still looking in the direction where Lin Xuan left.

"Sister?" Gong Yangzhuo's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that his sister had hinted at her feelings for him several times in the past two years, but was always fooled by the master.

At the last time, Gong Yangwan pulled Gong Yangzhuo and wanted to play straight, but the master left a letter and directly abandoned the two of them and left, as if he had noticed something in advance.

I always feel that my sister has changed in some way after being rejected so many times.

In addition, he had eaten too many monsters, and even he was afraid of the aura on their bodies.

He always felt that a big part of the reason why his sister joined the Evil Suppression Division was that she wanted to use the monsters in the Division to improve herself so that she could surpass her master as soon as possible.

"Master, you must do your best and don't let your elder sister outdo you. Otherwise, I can't tell what she will do." Gong Yangzhuo prayed in his heart.

……

……

"You're finally here," Queen Mother Xi looked at Lin Xuan, "I've told the Heavenly Lords about you. The three Heavenly Lords are all very interested in you. Do you want to meet them?"

"Please convey to me, Your Majesty, that I wish to see Yuanshi Tianzun."

After arranging the two rams, he was about to do his own thing.

"Your Majesty, I want to meet Lingbao Tianzun." Lin Qiye spoke, attracting the attention of the Queen Mother of the West.

When she saw Jialan and Lin Qiye holding hands, a subtle sense of relief flashed in her eyes, but her expression remained calm.

"I'll help you convey it."

Queen Mother Xi closed her eyes, then opened them again and looked at the two of them. "The Celestial Lord has agreed, and they are on their way here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xuan felt a pulling force that was trying to pull him into another space.

Lin Xuan relaxed his body and did not resist.

The suffocating feeling of drowning was fleeting, and when I opened my eyes again, a Taoist priest wearing a coarse Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin on his head appeared in front of me.

What impressed people most was the Taoist's eyes, which were as bright as stars.

"You're looking for me?" Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Lin Xuan. "The traces of time and the covenant of that guy from the West show that you are not from this era."

"Your Excellency has good judgment. This kid is indeed not from this world, but from two thousand years in the future." Lin Xuan smiled and bowed. "I came here to make a deal with Your Excellency."

"Oh? Come and have a look."

"Does Tianzun feel that there are simply too many divine systems in this world?"