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

Tongtian stepped forward, shrinking the earth to an inch, and arrived directly in front of Poseidon.

The descent of a sage is a rare spectacle that occurs only once every ten million years, and now Tongtian's drawing of his sword has attracted the attention of everyone.

The sword was three feet six and a half inches long, with a blue lotus flower entwined around its side on the black blade and scabbard.

Upon closer inspection, it is the Green Lotus Leaf from the "Red Flower, White Lotus Root, Green Lotus Leaf" – the Green Lotus Sword – which was split into three parts from the previous Thirty-Six Grades of Creation Green Lotus.

This is equivalent to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure of the twelfth-grade Creation Green Lotus, and it is also one of the few magic treasures that can be upgraded.

When Shangqing Tongtian had not yet fully matured and had just obtained it, Qingping Sword was already one step away from becoming a supreme innate treasure.

Now a saint, the Tongtian Sect Leader holds this sword that has accompanied him for countless years, as if he were the only person with this sword in the world. It is the formless and fearless state that Zhou Ping, who has used the sword all his life, yearns for most, the unity of man and sword.

"Keep a close eye on these three swords, consider them my greeting gift."

Tongtian smiled as he looked at Zhou Ping behind him, not as a lofty saint, but as if he were facing a new friend with similar interests.

He made a hand seal with his right hand, bringing two fingers together and converging them towards the center. The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation split into four and returned to his back.

Poseidon thought he could move freely once the restrictions of the formation were lifted, but he never expected that Tongtian would come riding on the waves as if walking on flat ground.

With a wave of his right hand, the four swords that had returned to his side parted again, seemingly teasing the sea god, flying around him, constantly approaching, but not attacking.

"The first sword..."

The light of the Qingping Sword shimmered in the sunlight, reflecting off the turbulent sea surface, making it exceptionally cold.

"I will execute you for your transgression against the Great Xia!"

Poseidon watched as the sword shadow fell vertically along the gap between the four ancient swords, striking his right shoulder.

"what---"

In this world, all that could be heard was Poseidon's earth-shattering wail, and the seawater beneath him, cleaved in two by the aftershocks of the sword energy, actually splitting the seabed in two. The seawater on both sides had to keep pouring in until it filled the gap before closing up again.

The once invincible sea god had lost an arm, and his blood flowed into the sea, staining the blue waters red before being diluted back to a lighter color.

Zhou Ping stared intently at the first sword of the god before him, his heart surging with excitement, and he refused to close his eyelids even when they were sore.

One sword cuts through all directions, yet strikes only at a single point, seeking only the ultimate perfection.

"The second sword—"

Tongtian twirled his sword around his side to gather strength, then raised it to thrust, and in the blink of an eye, his sword pierced the other arm of the one-armed man who was holding the trident.

"You are unworthy of the divine position."

Without using the slightest superfluous means, the moment he drew his longsword, countless sword energies belatedly entered Poseidon's body.

The sage's sword was even faster than sword energy.

"Splash—"

The trident, having lost its grip on the arm, fell into the water, splashing everywhere.

The young man instinctively gripped his sword, his eyes gleaming.

This is a sword that gathers power in one place; speed is the only way to break through, and the sword arrives after the shadow.

Tongtian wasted no more time, flicking his spotless sword, which seemed to have been stained with something.

He maintained his casual demeanor, but unlike the previous two times, he swept his sword across lightly.

"The final sword strike—"

“I will execute you for the crime of disrespecting the sage.”

When you see a sage, you must kneel down. Tongtian doesn't care whether his own people kneel or not, but outsiders, even god-kings like Odin and Zeus, must kneel down before they can leave!

Moreover, this is merely a regional deity, whose strength is only close to that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Tongtian was able to take action personally only to make an example of someone, to let those who dared to offend the Great Xia know that the Great Xia had gods, and even more so, saints who could slay gods.

This sword severed Poseidon's two feet.

He could no longer stand upright on the sea, but the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation that had previously bound him had now become the only support that kept him from falling.

“The land of Great Xia, you barbarian gods, if you invade again, your fate will be like this child’s.”

The tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky, its sound amplifying so that all the mysteries were forced to hear it.

The young saint murmured:

"I am the Tongtian Sect Master, the Supreme One of the Three Pure Ones. I founded the Jie Sect. Although I believe in teaching without discrimination, it depends on whether you are worthy or not..."

Those who are not beings of the Great Xia are naturally unworthy.

Those who harm the property of Great Xia deserve to be killed.

His sword pressed down, against Poseidon's neck.

"Today, in the name of the Great Xia Sage, I slay you, Olympus Sea God! Anyone who disagrees, feel free to fight!"

No one dared to answer, and no god dared to step forward.

He chuckled softly, but his fierceness had lessened, replaced by a touch of youthful spirit:

"So……"

The Qingping Sword was sheathed, and with a flick of the sage's finger, the sword formation was activated.

"Slaying Immortal Sword, kill."

Those few simple words determined the fate of the sea god.

"Click..."

Then, the most ferocious of the four divine swords flew out and slashed down, beheading Poseidon.

Despite the reality of swords piercing flesh, it felt as if they had struck a piece of jade, producing a crisp cracking sound.

A beam of light shot out from the mangled, limbless, and headless body and soared into the sky.

In Asgard, the King of the Gods, seated high on his throne, suddenly raised his head, his pupils contracting.

"That is……"

On Mount Olympus, Zeus clutched his chest, his face pale. He had sensed that his brother had lost his life.

"Divinity shattered... Divine soul annihilated."

His eyes were red-rimmed, and he muttered in disbelief:

"How could this be... What kind of artifact is that... that can actually destroy a soul..."

…………

Lu Yu in Cangnan also learned of the Sea God's fall through the system's broadcast.

She beamed, her face flushed, and exclaimed, "Great!"

"What's so good?" A strange voice rang in her ear.

Lu Yu instinctively threw a "Cang" at it.

"...Little girl, what kind of habit is this of hitting people you see?"

Helplessly, Master Chen used the Forbidden Ruins to block the attack. Looking at the girl in front of him, whom Yuan Gang had mentioned many times, there was no blame in his eyes.

No wonder, given how quickly this accident happened, it's a good thing the girl was more prepared.

Lu Yu, who had just woken up and had been fooled by the talking little girl before falling asleep: emm, I just subconsciously remembered the talking...

She withdrew her hand naturally, placing one hand on her thigh and raising the other to give a military salute to the old man in front of her.

"Greetings, Master."

Master Chen smiled: "You recognize me?"

Lu Yu: "Just guessing."

At this time in Cangnan, accompanied by a young Taoist disciple, who else could it be but "Master Yi," one of the five greatest masters of humanity?

Master Chen didn't mind, and just chuckled as he repeated the question from before: "What did you just say was 'good'?"

Lu Yu looked at the Nuwa statue standing between heaven and earth in Cangnan. Looking around, all they could see was the jade-white snake body that was taller than all the buildings, without the slightest gap.

Nuwa's physical body, while not the strongest in the primordial world, was still that of a deity who had experienced chaos, a time when heaven and earth were one and space was intertwined.

She and Fuxi were able to survive freely, and they still existed after the creation of the world. It is conceivable that their physical bodies, when gathered together, constituted a small world.

Although Lu Yu's voice wasn't loud, Master Chen could still hear it clearly:

"Poseidon is dead..."

She turned her head and looked at the old man whose face was filled with shock.

"If the Shangqing, one of the Three Pure Ones, personally draws his sword, I can live a few more minutes, which can be considered a kind of grace."

"after all……

Below the sage, all living beings are but ants.