Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

There was a playful smile on Zhang Yun's face, and his eyes revealed a sharpness that could see through people's hearts.

"(⊙o⊙)Oh! It seems like you really want to disappear just like that!!!" He said to Han Shaoyun in a relaxed tone, as if they were discussing a trivial matter.

Han Shaoyun's eyes were blank, and his voice was filled with a kind of desperate indifference, "So what!"

His words were brief and powerful, revealing his indifference to life and death.

Zhang Yun clicked his tongue, a hint of teasing in his voice.

"What if I can help you resurrect the person you love most! Do you still want to die?" His question struck Han Shaoyun's heart, shaking his whole body.

When Han Shaoyun heard this, he felt like he was electrocuted and woke up from his stupor instantly, just like turning on a cell phone, and at the speed of light.

His expression changed instantly, his eyes regained their brilliance, and he looked at Zhang Yun in disbelief, with excitement, questioning, suspicion, expectation, desire, and wanting flashing in his eyes... His expression was extremely complicated.

"Really...really!!!" His voice trembled and was full of disbelief.

"You're not kidding me!" There was a hint of expectation in his voice, but more of suspicion. He was afraid that this was just a false hope.

Zhang Yun's expression was quietly solemn, and he exuded a terrifying aura of oppression.

In Han Shaoyun's eyes, his image became tall, sacred, terrifying, bright, and supreme... He looked at Han Shaoyun indifferently, and his voice was filled with unquestionable majesty.

"I am a dignified god! Why would I choose to deceive a mere dead person like you?"

There was a sense of arrogance in Zhang Yun's words, and his voice echoed deep in Han Shaoyun's soul, making Han Shaoyun sober up instantly.

He felt as if his soul was about to break and he fell into chaos.

Only then did Han Shaoyun understand what exactly he was facing.

This is not an ordinary person, but the true supreme creator god, not someone he can question casually.

However, after hearing Zhang Yun's words, he became extremely excited, and suddenly, he didn't want to die anymore!

Zhang Yun looked at Han Shaoyun with excitement, and his original dead look disappeared. Now he didn't want to die at all!

Zhang Yun rolled his eyes and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Ha! Man!!!" There was a hint of ridicule in his voice, and he was obviously amused by Han Shaoyun's rapid change.

He knew that this bargaining chip was enough for Han Shaoyun to regain the hope and motivation to survive.

Zhang Yun's eyes were as sharp as torches. He noticed that Han Shaoyun's soul was almost broken under the pressure, so he quietly withdrew his pressure.

As the pressure dissipated, Han Shaoyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

He opened his mouth wide, like a salted fish turning over, and began to breathe in the air of the underworld with great effort, as if he was desperately trying to grasp this glimmer of life.

His breathing was rapid and his chest heaved violently. It took him a while to recover.

Although the air of the underworld is cold, it is what he needs most at the moment.

Zhang Yun stood quietly by without disturbing him, giving Han Shaoyun enough time to calm down.

After Han Shaoyun recovered as usual, he was silent for a moment, and then he asked:

"What do you want me to do?" Although his voice was still trembling, it had regained a bit of calmness and determination.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Zhang Yun's eyes. He was indeed a smart man and understood everything at once.

"In fact, once you fall into the underworld, you will forever become a part of it, unable to escape, and will forever be a citizen of the underworld.

But I don't want to control you by force. After all, your experience has been miserable enough, and you've been a puppet enough.

I don't want to make things difficult for you. I only have one request: that you be loyal to me wholeheartedly forever and become one of my powerful generals!

Han Shaoyun, are you willing?

Zhang Yun's words had this point. Han Shaoyun was no fool, and of course he understood what he should do.

He knelt down and pledged his allegiance without hesitation, "I do!"

His voice was firm and strong, showing his determination.

Zhang Yun was very satisfied with Han Shaoyun's appearance, so he smiled and said, "Since you are willing, I will not write you a blank check.

I will now help you revive the person you miss the most.

Of course, if you want to revive others in the future, you will need to make achievements to speak for yourself!"

Hearing Zhang Yun's words, Han Shaoyun became very excited and looked at Zhang Yun with shining eyes.

His heart was filled with gratitude and anticipation. He knew what Zhang Yun's promise meant to him.

This is his chance to be reborn and his hope to see Qingqing again.

His body trembled slightly, tears of excitement flashed in his eyes, and his voice was choked with sobs, "Thank you, sir!"

He bowed his head deeply to express his gratitude and loyalty to Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun's expression became solemn, and a determined light flashed in his eyes.

He began to mobilize his own innate ancestral essence, preparing to use the legendary supernatural power - [Resurrection].

This ability requires not only great strength, but also a deep understanding of life and soul.

He murmured something, his voice carrying an ancient and mysterious rhythm.

"Soul, come back!!!"

His voice echoed in the dark space, as if calling out to some distant existence.

Suddenly, something strange appeared in the God-Slaying World, as if time and space began to become chaotic, and a ripple appeared.

A point of light was born, and then countless points of light began to gather together. As if attracted by some mysterious force, they were all pulled into the endless underworld.

Han Shaoyun looked at the dancing spots of light in the sky, his eyes fixed on them, full of hope.

He knew that these spots of light might represent Qingqing's soul. He was excited and nervous, afraid of missing any details.

As time passed, these countless points of light gradually condensed into the shape of a woman.

She became a woman in her thirties, dressed in green, with long flowing hair, smiling eyes, and a gentle demeanor. She was exactly the Qingqing that Han Shaoyun had been thinking about day and night.

"Qingqing!!!" Han Shaoyun couldn't help but shout, his voice trembling with a hint of disbelief.

The green-clothed woman's soul gradually condensed, and finally condensed into a ghostly body, landing on the ground.

She looked at Han Shaoyun, her eyes red and full of emotion.

"Shao Yun!!!" There was a hint of sob and excitement in her voice.

The two ran towards each other and hugged each other tightly.

Their faces expressed their love for each other, and they hugged each other tightly, as if they didn't want to be separated even if the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, and the world collapsed.

At this moment, time seems to stand still and everything around becomes unimportant.

Just the two of them, just their heartbeats and breathing.

Their emotions were released at this moment, and their love was reborn at this moment.