Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

The instant Zhao Wentian rushed out.

Suddenly, a dazzling, blazing pillar of light appeared before my eyes, bursting forth from the edge of the old town and shooting straight into the sky.

Staring at the pillar of light before him, Zhao Wentian immediately turned and flew away.

They landed twenty meters away from the beam of light.

The beam of light that shot into the sky was so dazzling that it could be seen from half of Cangnan City.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Seraph began to spread out, forcefully pressing the masked man to the ground.

The overwhelming aura of holiness swept towards Zhao Wentian.

For a moment, he felt an excitement from the depths of his soul.

The blood in my body began to boil.

When the sacred aura wafts over, the first feeling is excitement.

What followed was an ever-increasing surge in energy.

Blood Transformation Realm, Cave Heaven Realm, Spirit Transformation Realm... Divine Fire Realm, True Unity Realm... Self-Slaying Realm, Supreme Realm, True Immortal Realm, Immortal King Realm... Finally, it settled on the Immortal Emperor Realm!

Then, it felt like something was about to fly out of my body.

This... seems to be the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, who has ruled alone for eternity, feeling that his authority has been challenged.

The Heavenly Emperor's bloodline within his body surged like a raging torrent, instantly boiling over!

In that instant, he seemed to travel through time and space and enter the vision of the Desolate Emperor.

Looking up, a colossal and majestic phantom of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor stood prominently in the sky.

This legendary being, wielding the unparalleled Great Luo Sword Embryo, exudes an aura that sends chills down one's spine.

Around the Desolate Emperor, ten peerless and ferocious magical techniques swirled like clouds and mist.

Among them are the roar of a true dragon, the spread wings of a divine phoenix, the soaring flight of a Kunpeng, and the dancing of a vermilion bird...

Each of these magical techniques contains boundless power and mysterious strength.

As the majestic phantom of the Desolate Emperor appeared, he slowly lowered his head, looking down at the vast and boundless land of the Great Xia Dynasty.

However, with just a slight shake of his head, he exuded an indescribable aura of power and disdain.

As an unparalleled being who reigns supreme for eternity, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor will never allow anyone to challenge his authority.

Then, the Desolate Emperor raised his head and looked at the bright moon hanging in the distant night sky.

Under the moonlight, a man could be clearly seen sitting there quietly.

Behind him, a pair of enormous, snow-white wings unfolded, covering the entire sky like a canopy.

Their eyes met, and after a brief silence, the Desolate Emperor suddenly raised the Great Luo Sword Embryo in his hand, pointing it directly at the unidentified angel on the moon.

His voice boomed like thunder: "I once cut off eight wings..."

Faced with such power, the man known as the Seraph couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

He wanted to say something, but before he could utter a sound, the Desolate Emperor had already raised the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

This time, he seemed truly determined to cleave the bright moon before him with a single sword strike...

The seraph, startled by the raised sword, withdrew its beam of light.

When the pillar of light receded, the phantom of the Desolate Emperor appeared between heaven and earth.

When he looked at Zhao Wentian standing on the ground, he said in a deep voice.

"You shall be here in this world, slaughtering until no one dares to call themselves a god!"

Zhao Wentian was taken aback at first, then nodded.

"Consider this Great Luo Sword Embryo a gift. As my agent, you should sweep away everything in your path!"

This sword is too powerful. I will seal its power. Only when you become a god can you unleash its true power. The agent of the wilderness should have the courage to devour everything!

Ten years of dimensional ascension! Suppress the Fifth Universe for me!

The Desolate Emperor casually tossed it aside, and what fell into Zhao Wentian's hand was a broken sword. It looked ordinary and was actually quite unremarkable.

The Desolate Emperor glanced around again: "This universe is too fragile, the causal relationships too vast. The rest is up to you! Just do it, I'll handle everything!"

Zhao Kongcheng, who was rushing towards the pillar of light, was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

what is this?

With that kind of aura, it feels like it could destroy the entire Milky Way.

It's at least at the Klein level, and it's definitely more monstrous than that beam of light from before.

How could two abnormal fluctuations occur in such a short period of time, and both in the same place?

Wait, for some reason, that phantom just now looked a bit like my uncle?

The surrounding area was filled with real dragons and divine phoenixes; it was absolutely awesome.

Although it was just a phantom, it really existed!

On the deserted street, ripples spread slightly, and five figures dressed in black and red cloaks emerged from them.

"vice captain."

"I saw."

Wu Xiangnan nodded, his gaze fixed on the spot where the illusory figure had disappeared, his brows furrowed.

"Vice Captain, this energy is... outrageously strong!"

"The initial pillar of light belonged to at least a fifth-realm expert, not Klein... But what is this sword-wielding phantom now?"

“No, this is not a forbidden zone for humans.” Wu Xiangnan shook his head.

The woman in the sexy red dress paused, then seemed to realize something, "You mean...."

"It is a forbidden ruin of the gods, and two of them appeared at the same time. That is to say... the divine ruins."

Upon hearing the word "gods," everyone's gaze sharpened.

Which deity?

"Fiery, sacred, powerful, and embodying creation—if I'm not mistaken, the pillar of light must be... God codename 003, Seraphim Michael."

"Wait, what about that human phantom?" Hongying froze again, staring intently at the enormous phantom that had just vanished, and whispered, "It looked like a Great Xia person, very handsome, could it be...?"

As the vice-captain, Wu Xiangnan couldn't see through it either, so he chose to remain silent and turned to look at the other team members.

"Where's Lao Zhao?"

"They went after the two masked men who got away."

"...It was our negligence." Hongying clutched her injured right shoulder, looking somewhat dejected.

"Hongying, no one expected that there would be a Ghost-Faced King inside," the man beside her comforted her.

"Alright, you guys take down the Wujie Void first. The place where Michael and the Great Xia God appeared is the same as Old Zhao's. I'll go take a look."

After saying this, Wu Xiangnan jumped off the high-rise building and ran quickly towards the southeast of the old city.

at the same time.

Within the black mist surrounding the Great Xia, a deity screamed.

"That's a Great Xia deity who dared to draw his sword against Michael..."

.....

Zhao Kongcheng sped off in the southeast direction.

He was already drenched in sweat.

He kept wondering what had happened over there.

He was certain that the sacred pillar of light was the Ruins of Gods.

But right after that pillar of light appeared, another Great Xia deity appeared. What's going on?

Zhao Kongcheng couldn't understand it.

He ran while clutching the medal in his hand, his steps never faltering, but his mind was still filled with thoughts of it.

"I hope my uncle doesn't barge in, otherwise if he dies, I, Old Zhao, will have no face to face my grandfather and father."

However, with a mission at hand, if the newcomers pose a threat to Great Xia, they must hold them off even at the cost of their lives.

When Zhao Kongcheng arrived at the place where the pillar of light appeared, he saw between the two boys a masked man who had died tragically.

When he recognized one of the boys, he exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle?!"

[In this setting, bloodline purity is merely a percentage of physical attributes; mental strength requires cultivation. The strength of this world is determined by mental power, so to match the dimensions of this universe—otherwise, the entire energy inheritance would overwhelm the universe.]