"Mommy, I have to tell you, I met a handsome guy today, and he even treated me to a candied hawthorn!"

Inside a residential building in Cangnan City.

A little girl was hugging her mother's leg, constantly acting cute.

"Mommy, but... that handsome guy doesn't seem very bright. I asked him what his name is?"

"He said, 'Please call me the Plague Doctor,' Mom, don't you think that handsome guy is such a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)?"

The girl's mother smiled gently, wiped her hands clean on her apron, and then stroked the little girl's head.

"Then you can't be like that older brother, acting like a teenager. You have to study hard, okay..."

“I know, I know, that’s right,” the little girl said, handing a bouquet of flowers to the woman.

"When I came back today, I met a really, really, really beautiful young lady. Look, she even gave me a bouquet of flowers."

The woman reached out and took it; it was a bunch of green red spider lilies, the flowers blooming beautifully.

"Mommy, do you know what kind of flower this is?" The little girl was very curious. Although she didn't know what the green flower was, she couldn't help but take it because she thought it was free.

“Silly girl, this is the red spider lily, also called Manjusaka…” the woman explained patiently, “It represents the hope of endless life.”

suddenly,

The woman's once clear figure suddenly became blurred, as if a pebble had been thrown into the surface of a lake.

The shimmering golden light began to slowly dissipate from her slender fingertips, like stars in the night sky gradually losing their brilliance.

The golden light flickered faintly at first, then gradually spread out, first reaching her palms, then climbing up her arms as if it were alive, and then quickly spreading to her whole body.

"Mommy, what's wrong?!"

The little girl was stunned, and suddenly felt a strange sadness, just like when her grandmother passed away.

"I see……"

All the long-sealed memories are unlocked at this moment.

The woman knelt down and, with her last bit of strength, hugged the little girl tightly.

"Tiantian, Mommy loves you!"

next moment,

Every feature of the woman became increasingly blurred under the encroaching light. As the golden light continued to spread, the woman's presence, like a flickering candle in the wind, gradually faded away.

Such scenes are constantly playing out in Cangnan.

"Mommy... Mommy..." (crying loudly)

The little girl stared blankly as the golden ripples flew towards the city, until they merged with the other golden lights into a massive torrent.

"Little friend, do you remember what I told you before?"

A red spider lily was suddenly handed to the little girl.

A figure then appeared.

She wore a gothic-style black dress, a red-decorated headband, and a delicate black top hat.

She pushed up the monocle she had recently bought at the two-dollar store.

"You are...that pretty young lady." The little girl looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.

"What I said before... a miracle!?"

The Night Witch bent down and gently wiped away the tears from the little girl's eyes.

"Those who believe in miracles are as remarkable as miracles themselves."

.........

On the other side, in the old town.

The soul-gathering bag exuded a mysterious and unpredictable aura, as if it were a magical passage connecting the realms of life and death.

Yang Jin carefully and successfully absorbed his aunt's soul into it, as if he were protecting the most precious treasure in the world.

Then he pointed the bag at the sky.

"Return, soul!!"

The sound seemed to possess a magical power, penetrating the towering skyscrapers like invisible ripples.

In an instant,

The surging golden torrent above the sky resembled a river that had found its home.

All of them rushed toward the soul-gathering bag in Yang Jin's hand.

Whizzing!

The Soul-Gathering Bag suddenly disappeared.

Yang Jin: ???

But at that moment, a Taoist priest appeared before him.

An old cassock robe and cloth shoes.

His white hair, as white as snow, was neatly coiled into a Taoist bun.

"Heavenly Venerable One, that just now..."

"It's nothing, just do what you want to do."

Yang Jin was taken aback. From confusion to calm, he first bowed to the old Taoist priest, and then stepped out of the room.

Seven steps to godhood!

He was no longer Yang Jin, but Yang Jian.

Her long hair was casually tied up, with a few strands fluttering slightly in the wind, which made her look even more carefree.

When the divine eye on its forehead is closed, it resembles a mysterious mark; when it is open, it shines with boundless light, as if it can see through the illusions of all things in the world.

The black divine dog from before also arrived, stepping through the air.

"Let's go, Xiaotian..."

.........

Under the cover of night, above the clouds.

Master Chen, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Indra, suddenly stopped and looked at the figure that had appeared out of nowhere.

An unprecedented excitement appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Great Xia, there is a god!"

the other side.

"It seems that so-called eternity is still not as good as my [immortality]."

The five pillars of fire that shot into the sky had disappeared, and the original formation had also vanished.

Tick!Tick!

Hot blood dripped continuously from Lynn's chest, while his hands made a grasping motion.

The Eternal Spear, which was Odin's phantom, disappeared.

"As expected... is the tide really going to turn?"

Lynn looked toward the disappearing Cangnan, originally intending to use Loki's imprisonment to at least allow Cangnan to exist for another half a month.

But Lin Qiye's life needed this moment.

"Ah Jin, you really aren't suited for math problems, you're better suited for... slaying gods!"

Lynn turned around and looked at the figure beheading Indra under the sky, and couldn't help but recall a sentence from the previous world.

You will not become a god

To view me is like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.

If you become a god,

Seeing me is like an ant seeing the blue sky.

—Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun.

.........

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