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

A faint golden light flickered in Lin Qiye's blind eyes, but his gaze toward Zhao Wentian was somewhat wary.

Zhao Wentian, however, was still in shock and had not yet recovered.

If the Desolate Emperor had struck with his sword just now, the story might not have continued.

Zhao Wentian reopened his eyes, glanced at the Great Luo Sword Embryo in his hand, and with a thought, the sword vanished...

To others, it would appear as if the sword had turned to dust and vanished.

Zhao Wentian looked at Zhao Kongcheng: "Nephew!"

Lin Qiye's recent awakening made him feel threatened by the Heavenly Emperor bloodline within him.

Therefore, it awakened a wisp of divine consciousness in the Desolate Emperor and also brought him into the Desolate Emperor's perspective.

I saw many mysterious and profound things, various magical techniques, and all sorts of world-destroying methods.

Through this experience of immersion, he became certain of one thing.

This cheat code is possessed only by Zhao Wentian.

And the power of the Desolate Emperor will eventually be inherited by him. Why not pour this inherited power into him all at once? In the end, it's because this power is too violent. If it were really poured in, it would probably be reduced to dust.

Only when the bloodline is improved to over 99% will one truly gain all of Desolate's abilities.

This is incredible! It's a Celestial Emperor!

The higher levels of the sacrificial path, and even beyond that, can only be understood upon reaching the Immortal Emperor level.

If people knew that he possessed the power to sweep away everything in the world, he would be in trouble.

Given the possibility of becoming a god in the flesh, it would surely arouse the fear and scramble of countless gods.

Besides that, there was something else that shocked him greatly, which was when the Desolate Emperor pointed his sword at the moon just now.

They actually extracted 5% of the bloodline purity from that Seraphim, and the Seraphim was completely unharmed!

In addition to the masked man he suppressed, his bloodline purity has now reached 10.1%.

It turns out that as long as you get close to the gods or kill the mysterious, you can increase the purity of your bloodline.

This was undoubtedly a huge gain, as the purity had increased to 10%, meaning that he could awaken his second supernatural power.

But he wasn't in a hurry to claim the reward; he turned to look at Zhao Kongcheng.

The most crucial thing right now is to figure out how to explain what just happened to Zhao Kongcheng.

Hearing these sounds.

Lin Qiye was taken aback at first, his face full of suspicion.

It would seem a bit strange to most people, given the age difference between the two individuals.

It's a bit incongruous for someone who looks like a student to call an older man "nephew."

"Uncle, did you see that phantom in the sky just now?" Zhao Kongcheng pointed to the sky.

"I know, one is him, and the other is me!" Zhao Wentian coughed lightly, first pointing to Lin Qiye, and then pointing to himself.

"Holy crap." Zhao Kongcheng swallowed hard. "Which one is you?"

"The last one to disappear," Zhao Wentian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the two of them. "Was I cool just now?"

Lin Qiye stared into his eyes for a moment, and realizing that the other person was serious, could only murmur, "Handsome!"

"Ah, right, right, right." Zhao Kongcheng chuckled, "Want to become even more handsome?"

"miss you!"

"In no mood!"

Zhao Kongcheng's lips twitched as he looked at the person who had said they didn't want to, "Why?"

"He's going to die."

Lin Qiye was very serious.

Zhao Kongcheng was speechless for a moment, then looked at Zhao Wentian and shrugged, "Uncle, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"If you, a mere mortal, are not afraid of death, why should I be afraid of anything?"

Zhao Wentian took out three cigarettes, lit them, and handed one to Zhao Kongcheng, then to Lin Qiye, "Blind man, want one?"

"I can't!" Lin Qiye glanced at it, picked up his guide cane, and leaned against the wall to leave.

However, he was covered in injuries and had some difficulty walking.

"Don't rush off." Zhao Kongcheng thought for a moment and said, "By the way, my name is Zhao Kongcheng, and his name is Zhao Wentian. He's my uncle. We're not bad people."

"Oh, my name is Lin Qiye, and I'm not blind."

Lin Qiye blinked, first glancing at Zhao Wentian, then at Zhao Kongcheng, and nodded obediently, "I believe you. I'll go get my bag; the documents are there."

“…Go ahead, go ahead.” Zhao Kongcheng waved his hand helplessly and turned to look at Zhao Wentian.

He rubbed his hands together, walked over, and slapped Zhao Wentian's shoulder hard with one large hand: "You were keeping this from me, weren't you?"

"Your uncle is your uncle, he'll always be one step ahead of you."

Zhao Wentian, with two cigarettes dangling from his mouth, took a deep drag and exhaled a large puff of smoke.

"Do you know what your nephew, Zhao Kongcheng, does?" Zhao Kongcheng proudly raised his head.

"What can a retired special forces soldier do? He's just an auxiliary police officer!" Zhao Wentian said deliberately.

"No, your nephew is not a police auxiliary officer!"

The sound came from the air. Looking up, a young man in a dark red cloak landed on the ground, stirring up a gust of wind.

"Vice Captain!" Zhao Kongcheng exclaimed in surprise.

The deputy captain Zhao Kongcheng mentioned is Wu Xiangnan, who is known as the Undying Swordsman.

"Old Zhao, is this the little uncle you always talk about who's a burden?" Wu Xiangnan asked.

Zhao Kongcheng shushed him, turned to Zhao Wentian, and scratched his head: "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense."

Wu Xiangnan smiled and said, "Old Zhao, where's the other person?"

Ok?

Something seems off.

Zhao Kongcheng snapped out of his daze and quickly glanced around...

That kid has long since disappeared.

Zhao Kongcheng stood there stunned for more than ten seconds, his mouth agape, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

"Damn it, that kid actually got away?"

Wu Xiangnan shrugged: "Then why don't you hurry up and go find it?"

Zhao Kongcheng turned to Zhao Wentian and said, "Uncle, this is my leader, not some lowly auxiliary police officer. Deputy Captain, help me take him home."

Wu Xiangnan hummed in response, but his gaze remained fixed on Zhao Wentian.

"My name is Zhao Wentian."

Zhao Wentian took the initiative, and after Zhao Kongcheng left, he stepped forward directly.

Wu Xiangnan was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "Wu Xiangnan, your nephew's deputy captain."

"Want to do it or not?" Zhao Wentian took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Wu Xiangnan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected that the young man in front of him would have the same personality as Old Zhao—direct!

You must know how terrifying the pressure emanating from that phantom was.

As a night watchman, Wu Xiangnan had met many agents of the gods, but he had never met anyone as easy to talk to as this student in front of him.

Wu Xiangnan doesn't smoke, but he accepted it anyway, a kind smile on his face.

"Alright, Brother Nan, don't say anything. I am the agent of the gods." Zhao Wentian lit a cigarette and took a casual puff.

This initiative made Wu Xiangnan instantly forget the words she had prepared: "How did you know what I wanted to ask?"

"You should know that Zhao Kongcheng talks in his sleep, right?" Zhao Wentian made up an excuse, "So you are the Night Watch."

Wu Xiangnan was taken aback again: "Okay, then why do you want to join?"

Zhao Wentian chuckled: "Zhao Kongcheng said that the Night Watchmen are well-paid."

"But you could die easily! Aren't you afraid?"

"If Zhao Kongcheng, a retired special forces soldier, isn't afraid of death, why should I be afraid?"

Who is your god?

"Kunpeng!"

"Kunpeng?"

Wu Xiangnan was clearly taken aback.

He could guess that the phantom was not simple, but he couldn't guess what it was.

Kunpeng is known to everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty.

In the Northern Ocean there is a fish, its name is Kun.

The Kun is so large that no one knows how many thousands of miles it spans. It transforms into a bird, which is called Peng.

This is ancient mythology! Moreover, in this mythological system, monsters can also transform into human form.

I already felt that terrifying pressure; it's only stronger than 003's.

Upon hearing that it was Kunpeng, Wu Xiangnan's expression became even more solemn.

"Did your god instruct you to do anything?" Wu Xiangnan asked after a long silence.

"Unrivaled throughout the ages!"

"Unrivaled throughout the ages?"

"Yes, he wants me to sweep through all ferocious beasts, evil spirits, mystics, and even any god in this world! And the more powerful the better!"