Slayer of Gods: I lied; I became the agent of the Nine Gods.

Lu Yu watched as the sobbing Di Ting buried her head in the arms of the goddess in rosy robes, and was overwhelmed with emotion.

Why don't you just tell him that the ancient gods of the primordial world are the origin of this world?

The system's voice sounded, bringing the deer back to his senses.

“What I said was different,”

Her eyes crinkled slightly, as if she too was happy about this reunion.

“What Diting longs for is the companionship of those who left him; I am simply helping them re-establish their connection.”

The flowers on the ground fully unfolded, and as they flew upwards, they gathered into a lotus platform and landed beneath the deity.

"Lu Yu greets Your Majesty."

The girl clasped her hands together and raised them above her head, performing a bow.

Pingxin loosened her grip on Diting's body slightly, looked at Luyu below the stage, and said with a gentle gaze, "It's been a long time, young friend Luyu..."

Yama, the god in heaven, stared in horror at this deity whose aura, though seemingly without sharpness, was so oppressive that it made him unable to breathe:

"Who is she?"

At that moment, the foreign deity had only one thought in mind.

Although the battle of Cangnan was a major defeat, the Great Xia deity who appeared there was only a brief and fleeting appearance.

Although Greece lost a sea god, who was also the brother of the king of the gods, Asgard in Norse mythology also lost a chief god.

However, some observers still noticed that the appearance of those powerful figures had only lasted for half a day.

According to the Norse god of mischief, the Great Xia gods appeared from another part of space. They needed a long time to prepare just to use a passage, and they didn't arrive until the later stages of the battle.

Yama did not believe that these reincarnated gods could be so powerful, and thought it was just a dying thing's last burst of energy.

But when he actually saw Pingxin appear and felt her profound aura, which was like an abyss, he began to panic.

"What exactly have you prepared?"

Yama looked at the Emperor of Fengdu, seemingly already considering retreating.

The Emperor of Fengdu remained silent for only a moment before laughing. At first, it was just a soft laugh, but later he no longer cared about his dignity and burst into laughter:

"Yama, Yama... You are so scheming, trying to swallow what doesn't belong to you. Will you one day feel fear and regret for what you did?"

Upon hearing this, Yama instinctively wanted to retort, but after catching the female deity's indifferent glance, he quickly gritted his teeth and forced a hoarse laugh:

"How...how could that be...I just wanted to try my luck since Fengdu was unclaimed, but I didn't get it, did I?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. But once he did, Pingxin, who had been mostly focused on the girl, looked over directly. The coldness in his eyes sent chills down even the warlike and bloodthirsty Yama's spine.

Di Ting raised its head and looked at the arrogant alien deity in the sky, its beastly eyes filled with mockery.

Although Lady Pingxin is kind-hearted, she is still the primordial spirit of Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In the primordial world, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were most famous for their bravery and skill in battle. As incarnations of Pangu's essence and blood, their own vitality was unmatched by any other being in the primordial world.

And who can compare to these foreign deities who only came to be known in the world after passing away peacefully?

Moreover, this Yama is merely an avatar, whose strength is only at the level of a main god, while the goddess, as the true form manifesting in Fengdu, is already at the level of a saint.

At this moment, Yama is like a mayfly trying to shake a tree when facing Pingxin, unaware of his weakness but still stubbornly clinging to his pride.

Sensing the murderous intent and warning hidden in Pingxin's eyes, Yanmo's heart skipped a beat, and he almost lost his balance and fell from mid-air.

"Yama, your avatar is destined to remain in Fengdu today, but please come down and tell Osiris, Hades, and Satan about the fragments of Fengdu they stole from here..."

The Emperor of Fengdu raised his hand, and as his words fell—

A silvery light suddenly emanated from before that ancient throne.

Then, amidst that radiant light, a massive silver sphere swayed gently and floated in mid-air.

Its surface was surrounded by six silver rings, which seemed to rotate slowly in mid-air without any regularity, causing Yama to feel noticeably dizzy the moment he saw it.

But as that familiar feeling and power surged forth, Yama was absolutely certain that it was the last fragment of Fengdu, and also the core of the entire Fengdu.

The coveted treasure was right before his eyes, and Yama momentarily forgot his unease.

"How...how is that possible?"

Yama believed that he was a god, and he was sure that he could suppress the Fengdu Emperor whose power had been reduced to its current state. She was just a female god whom he had never even seen before, so what reason did he have to be afraid of her?

"...Now your Fengdu is no longer as prosperous as it once was. Which of your subordinates are still by your side?"

Thinking of this, Yama suddenly burst out laughing:

"I remember that the Bodhisattva under your command and the Five Ghost Emperors have already been completely destroyed, haven't they? They didn't even leave behind their divine positions. Do you really think they can come back to help you reclaim the rest of the Fengdu fragments?"

His voice, clear and unmistakable in the empty city of Fengdu, completely betrayed his shameful thoughts:

"Even if you are lucky enough to defeat me today, it will be a drop in the ocean!"

Yama sat cross-legged in mid-air, looking down at the Fengdu Emperor behind him, whose silver ring had appeared. He steadied himself, put his raised hands together in front of his chest, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, formed a strange hand seal.

The crimson ripples in the sky, which had dissipated due to Pingxin's arrival, reappeared and surged even more violently.

Immediately afterwards, a ghostly face formed from countless blood-red undead, accompanied by countless grumbling cries, fell from the sky!

"Aren't they going to do anything about it?"

Baili Tuming quietly leaned closer to the people beside him. They followed Lu Yu in bowing to the true ruler of the underworld and then stopped speaking casually. However, the commotion in the sky was too great, and even the most carefree person couldn't help but be curious.

An Qingyu watched the battle in the sky, her glasses reflecting the crimson light, yet she remained calm:

"The Emperor of Fengdu should not have fully recovered as Yama said, but Yama himself is only a projection, not the real body. The outcome will soon be clear."

Baili Tuming: "???"

Why can't he see it?

How come you can watch so much when you're just watching the game?

Lin Qiye: "An Qingyu is right. Right now, we are only comparing the Emperor of Fengdu and the Yama's avatar, but we also have Di Ting here, as well as this Earth Mother Goddess."

He looked at Di Ting, who was no longer cowering in Ping Xin's arms. Di Ting's eyes were filled with rage as Yama repeatedly stepped on landmines. The deity sitting beside him was no longer gentle; the chilling aura emanating from him finally jolted all the youths, who were immersed in the joy of their reunion, awakening them abruptly.

This is not only the Earth Mother of the Underworld, but also a legendary ancestral witch who once roamed the primordial battlefields...