Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

At the border of the Great Xia Dynasty, the gods joined forces, using all their magical treasures and methods to stop the mist from engulfing the Great Xia.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

Unless every crack in the border of the Great Xia can be sealed off, the mist that comes from who knows where will still invade the interior of the Great Xia.

With such a vast territory as this, protecting every inch of land is extremely difficult.

At present, the Heavenly Court has only one option: to shatter its own origin and transform it into nine divine steles to guard the border and keep the mist outside the Great Xia.

A magnificent divine kingdom slowly emerged in the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds surged and billowed, filled with spiritual energy, and shone with seven-colored light. That divine kingdom of the Great Xia was called the Heavenly Court.

Before Jiang Shiyuan could recover from the shock brought by the Heavenly Court, a loud bang came from the sky.

"boom--!"

A giant hand appeared out of thin air and slammed down on the Heavenly Court.

One palm strike after another, and the divine kingdom, representing the foundation of the Great Xia Dynasty, crumbled before the gods.

Looking at the crumbling Heavenly Court, Jiang Ziya's mood became heavy once again.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Heavenly Court's origin split into nine, transforming into nine divine steles to guard the border.

Immediately afterwards, deities such as the Queen Mother of the West, the Emperor of Fengdu, and Yang Jian resolutely collapsed their cultivation, fell into reincarnation, and crashed into the divine stele.

Amidst the shimmering light, Jiang Shiyuan also spotted Lin Qiye in the distance, watching Yang Jian and Nezha depart.

Even from a distance, she could feel the sadness and reluctance emanating from Lin Qiye.

With a sigh, Jiang Shiyuan couldn't be cheeky anymore. He turned his head and looked silently at Jiang Ziya, his eyes filled with a pitiful expression.

"Time is running out," Jiang Ziya said calmly.

Perhaps it was because of the impending separation, but Jiang Ziya was still somewhat moved by Jiang Shiyuan, the little apprentice who had been by his side before the cycle of reincarnation.

Looking at his young apprentice's expression, he offered a word of advice, "There's no need to be sad, nor to try to persuade your master. It's just following the will of Heaven."

"Ah? You're overthinking it. You come from the human race, so of course you should do your best for others. I understand." As soon as Jiang Shiyuan spoke, her pitiful appearance instantly crumbled. She scratched her head, looking quite embarrassed.

“Go ahead. In my time, the gods of the Great Xia have already reincarnated. I will go back and find you. We can meet again seamlessly. There’s nothing to be sad about.”

A person destined by Heaven should naturally follow its will; that was Jiang Ziya's destiny, and she wouldn't try to persuade him otherwise.

“A broad mind and an open mind are also advantages.” Jiang Shiyuan’s answer was novel. After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ziya found that Jiang Shiyuan’s phrase “doing his best for the human race” unexpectedly resonated with his own mindset.

This newly accepted apprentice was indeed to his liking. He chuckled, praised him, and then asked, "If that's the case, why did you act that way just now?"

"I was just thinking about you taking me as your apprentice. You're just an illusion right now, and what you say might not be true. What if I find the real one and he denies it? How can I not worry?" Jiang Shiyuan pouted and said those hurtful words to her master without any mercy.

"I see." Jiang Ziya nodded, his white beard trembling slightly, quite agreeing. "That is indeed something you should be worried about."

"So can you guarantee after-sales service?" Jiang Shiyuan asked frantically.

"I am but a phantom. As for whether you can persuade your master, that depends on your ability." Jiang Ziya understood the meaning of "after-sales service" and refused without hesitation.

“If that’s what you’re saying, then you were wrong just now.” Jiang Shiyuan glanced sideways, his mind filled with malice. “I’m not exactly magnanimous, and I hold grudges. If you don’t acknowledge me as your disciple a hundred years from now, I’ll definitely try to extort you, and I might even come back to cause you trouble.”

It's unbelievable how confidently a disciple can threaten his master.

Jiang Ziya restrained his urge to reach for the God-Slaying Whip.

Forget it, even if he unleashes the God-Slaying Whip, what difference will it make? A hundred years have passed, he can't possibly hit her. Let this little thing be a headache for future generations.

"Enough. With a great calamity looming, it is not convenient to delay any longer. I shall depart."

The young apprentice was full of energy and seemed to need no comforting at all. Jiang Ziya no longer needed to worry. He took a step forward, his calm tone carrying a resolute determination to face death.

"..."

"master……"

Just as Jiang Ziya was about to leave, Jiang Shiyuan hesitated for a moment, feeling uneasy again, and bit her lip as she softly called out.

"Does my disciple have anything else to say to his master?" Jiang Ziya stopped and paused for a moment.

“There is indeed one more thing.” Jiang Shiyuan said awkwardly, but her words were very clear. “I want to say that no one can be infallible, not even a god. The glory of the human race is the responsibility of everyone, not just you.”

Jiang Shiyuan is used to being a bit cheeky in front of Jiang Ziya, so he's a little unaccustomed to saying something caring now.

Fortunately, Jiang Ziya turned around, seemingly touched by her words. Encouraged, she smiled and continued, "There will always be sacrifices on the road ahead. Although the Great Xia is suffering now, I have seen the outcome. One day, the human race will no longer need to bow down. So, just wait and see."

The snow on the Pamir Plateau is falling even more heavily.

The pure white snowflakes, like a giant curtain, enveloped the entire snow-capped mountain.

In the distance, a thick fog filled the sky, dark and murky, terrifying and inexplicably causing panic.

The black divine stele, formed from the very essence of the Heavenly Court, exuded immense divine power, firmly blocking the mist beyond the border, creating a clear distinction.

Jiang Ziya's perpetually serious face revealed no emotion.

"Master, I've finished speaking. You can go now."

The snow piled up underfoot was still bone-chillingly cold even through my thick boots.

Jiang Shiyuan was unaware that the large bowl of hot chicken soup she had just poured had stunned Jiang Ziya. She looked at him blankly, who stood there silently, waiting for his final response.

"Hey……"

After a long while, a long sigh was heard.

Despite the title of master and disciple, Jiang Shiyuan has already achieved strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, even though he has only recently become a disciple.

Even without a master, she still has a chance to become a god.

Jiang Ziya did not teach Jiang Shiyuan. She grew up on her own. To put it bluntly, Jiang Ziya got a polished gem as his disciple for free.

Streams of light crashed into the national guardian stele, and few gods remained before the mist.

Finally, Jiang Ziya slowly spoke:

“A person capable of spreading the Way is hard to find in the world, but now, I have found another excellent one.”

An aged hand gently stroked the top of Jiang Shiyuan's head.

A faint, relieved laugh seemed to ring out, followed by a streak of light flashing past Jiang Shiyuan.

The beam of light, without hesitation, crashed into the divine monument.

"It is my great honor to accept you as my disciple."

The wind and snow of the Pamir Plateau fell on Jiang Shiyuan's hair, and the slight weight it brought felt like Jiang Ziya stroking her hair.

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