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

Chapter 46 Nothing to Do With Birds

"Commander, who do you think will win?"

Underground, more than twenty instructors stared intently at the screen.

Before Yuan Gang could answer, another instructor said, "Need you even ask? He thinks he can take on all five Masked Men by himself... He's doomed."

"I'm starting to suspect that Zhao Wentian might be able to..."

"What if Zhao Wentian actually wins?" one instructor muttered. "Should we really do as the commander says and end this training camp immediately?"

"...If that's the case, the higher-ups will probably smash our brains out!"

Yuan Gang silently watched the large screen, then slowly spoke: "Let them continue..."

"Sir, a phone call from Beijing!!"

Yuan Gang was taken aback. Although the training camp was connected to headquarters, the higher-ups never interfered. Strange things happened every year, but this year there were especially many.

"Hey, boss."

"Yuan Gang, your mother......"

"commander!"

Upon hearing the voice, Yuan Gang froze and quickly found a secluded corner.

"Nonsense!"

"Yes, Commander."

"If this doesn't end soon, your training camp will have to end."

"Yes, Commander."

"The appearance of this person has changed the whole situation. He is only at the Pool Realm now."

"Yes, Commander."

"What a load of rubbish! Give them special consideration, and as long as their conditions aren't too outrageous, agree to everything!"

"Yes, Commander."

"........"

Even after hanging up the phone, Yuan Gang was still covered in sweat.

Cangnan City, Heping Office.

Today, everyone went out, leaving only team leader Chen Muye in the entire basement.

On the table lay a cloak and a straight knife.

Chen Muyi sat upright, holding a cigarette in his hand. He tapped the cigarette box with the cigarette holder, but he didn't dare to smoke it.

"You don't need to be so nervous," the man said with a smile. "You can smoke, it's fine."

"Commander-in-Chief, you didn't come all the way from Beijing just to bring me this box of cigarettes, did you?"

Chen Muyi pointed to a box of "He Tianxia" in the corner and frowned.

Sitting in front of Chen Muyi was Ye Fan, the Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch!

The fact that the Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch would appear in Cangnan City is already shocking.

Seemingly sensing Chen Muye's confusion, Ye Fan said in a deep voice, "Muye, you've worked hard all these years."

Zhou Ping and I have both looked at the information you sent me, and it's good! He's a natural swordsman.

You strongly recommended that he become Zhou Ping's apprentice, but I disagree!

Chen Muye's lips twitched slightly.

Wen Qimo, oh Wen Qimo, you're really blinded by greed! What's with this "Zhan Jing fighting Klein head-on," this "infinite speed of light," this "Sword God reborn"... Holy crap!

Ye Fan noticed Chen Muye's anxiety and spoke again: "Don't worry, it's not because of your team's report."

Even without your report, I would have come. A powerful figure above the Night's Watch has asserted that this boy's secret is...

His karma is immense! So immense that it could potentially change everything, because no one can see through him or his divine origins.

All I know is one fact: it's ridiculously powerful....."

Hearing this, Chen Muye's heart was like a stormy sea. He knew that Zhao Wentian was not simple, but he did not expect him to be this simple. He was beyond cause and effect. Could he be an alien?

"So, Commander Ye came to Cangnan to see me today..."

Ye Fan thought for a moment and then slowly said, "He has a nephew named Zhao Kongcheng, who is the Watcher of your team."

When a powerful being tried to collect his soul, he discovered it was gone!

Chen Muye smiled slightly, "I knew this kid was no ordinary person. If that's all there is to it, then it's all good."

He's a lot like his nephew Zhao Kongcheng; though seemingly carefree, he's actually thoughtful and loyal.

"Alright, I should head back now."

Ye Fan slowly stood up, picked up the dark red cloak and put it on, then picked up the straight sword and turned to look solemnly at Chen Muye:

"Muye, you've had a tough ten years."

Everything is fine at home, don't worry....."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing Zhao Wentian's words, a smile appeared in Wang Mian's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

"very good."

"But I don't want to!"

The vortex shrugged and charged forward without saying a word.

As for Libra, Rose, and Moon Demon, they all shook their heads.

"Only an idiot would do that."

Whirlpool: (／_＼) Great grudge

The two men's knives and swords clashed.

The Time Realm of the King's Face opened once more.

Zhao Wentian took a deep breath and pushed the speed of the Kunpeng Treasure Technique to its limit.

In the blink of an eye, only the faint outlines of the two figures could be seen.

The two fought further and further apart, eventually reaching outside the training camp.

"Hey Hey hey!!!"

Whirlpool followed, completely bewildered.

Yi Yuan's blade sliced through the air, emitting a faint hum.

Zhao Wentian raised the Great Luo Sword Embryo, and endless sword light appeared behind him, blotting out the sky and the sun.

It crashed down with a deafening roar.

Seeing weapons won't give you any advantage.

Suddenly, a tiny, invisible ripple appeared in the eyes beneath the king's mask.

An incomparably powerful divine pressure burst forth from his eyes.

It flooded directly into Zhao Wentian's mind.

Zhao Wentian never imagined that someone would use divine power to break into his sea of consciousness.

A slight smile played on his lips as his Martial Arts Heavenly Eye opened wide, unleashing an incomparably terrifying pressure that chased after the divine might of the King's Face...

In mid-air, their gazes met.

A gust of wind swept out from between the two of them.

That overwhelming aura was like that of an emperor in person.

"Holy crap, Captain!!"

Whirlpool was the first to catch up, his eyes fixed on the two above.

Lin Qiye arrived second, using the mortal realm as a means of communication. He muttered to himself, "Now... it's the gods behind the two of them clashing."

The Seraphim's divine power seemed to sense something.

Lin Qiye could clearly feel that his Seraphim Divine Might was somewhat weakened.

This must be... a side effect!

Ever since the Seraphim saw Zhao Wentian's divine body, it seems like they've been like this.

Fortunately, I have more than one Seraphim; now I have Nyx, the Goddess of Night, so I still feel a bit superior.

If one can't win, try two; if two aren't enough, try three. And there are suspected to be six in the mental hospital.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye couldn't help but smile slightly.

midair.

boom--

With a soft sound, Wang Mian suddenly groaned and took two steps back.

At the same time, the villages of Shenxu surrounding him collapsed.

Zhao Wentian's eyes sharpened, and he stepped forward...