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

Lin Qiye was numb, unable to speak.

At this moment, Lin Qiye was tightly gripping the long chain in his hand.

The chains appear to be made of the same material as the Zhenxu Stele.

Moreover, it was clearly specially blessed, covered with ancient and mysterious runes, exuding a chilling aura.

However, despite this, the numerous Zhenxu Stele Seas still could not completely restrain Lin Qiye's powerful spiritual energy.

Although he only possessed the spiritual power of the Chuan realm, he was exceptionally perceptive, as if he could perceive every subtle change in his surroundings.

The reason is simple: it is currently nighttime.

For Lin Qiye, the night was like his home turf.

Under the hazy moonlight, blurry afterimages, like ghosts, seemed to be constantly moving toward their location.

This is a restaurant, which should be brightly lit, but at this moment it seems unusually eerie.

In the distance, the sound of tiles being crushed and falling to the ground could be heard intermittently. The sound was particularly clear in the quiet night, sending chills down one's spine.

The people inside the house hid in terror.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the night sky, but the sound stopped abruptly, as if an invisible hand had covered its mouth.

All of this seemed so mysterious and unpredictable! Lin Qiye couldn't help but wonder, why were there so many of these mysterious beings?

He roughly estimated that there were at least forty mysterious beings in the vicinity alone.

If the city is already in such a state, it's hard to imagine what the scene outside the city must be like.

According to the information Lin Qiye consulted, the Western Han Dynasty seems to be the era when the first batch of owners of forbidden ruins began to emerge.

Surprisingly, before he arrived at this place, Master Chen had already discovered a large amount of relevant information during the excavation of the Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum. This information conclusively proved that a certain mysterious entity existed as early as the Qin Dynasty.

More notably, these mysterious entities are all related to the Kryptonian system.

However, despite this, no particularly powerful owners of forbidden ruins emerged during the Qin Dynasty.

As time passed, in the Han Dynasty, a figure who could be considered the pinnacle of human achievement finally emerged.

Logically speaking, he might have only just stepped onto the threshold of his peak at this point.

However, judging from his last performance, his strength has at least reached the top level.

That unparalleled aura could only be displayed by a peerless powerhouse like Zhao Wentian.

Moreover, Lin Qiye also discovered that many of Huo Qubing's moves and styles were extremely similar to Zhao Wentian's.

Taking all these factors into account, after careful consideration, Lin Qiye boldly deduced that Wei Qing was very likely Zhao Wentian himself.

After reaching this conclusion,

Lin Qiye had already reached the second floor of the restaurant.

A fluctuation of mental energy attracted Lin Qiye's attention.

"One, two, three... thirty-six, forty." Zhan Yuwu stood on the rooftop, his gaze sweeping over the afterimages around him. "Exactly forty. Half for each of us."

"Who's going to share this with you?"

Yan Zhong, a scholar dressed in Confucian robes, slowly climbed to the rooftop and said leisurely, "Whoever kills the fastest gets to keep it."

Zhan Yuwu glanced at him in surprise, "You usually slack off on these kinds of things, why are you so enthusiastic today?"

Yan Zhong's lips curled up slightly.

"The First Marquis just said that His Majesty has approved the establishment of an office to accommodate people with supernatural abilities, and the Young Marquis is in charge. Who do you think should be the deputy head?"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Yuwu's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh, "I originally thought the Grand Marquis would be the chief judge, and the junior marquis would be the deputy judge."

"If the Marquis has to do these things, what are we supposed to do? Besides, with his abilities, even a god would be overwhelmed. Last year, thousands of evil spirits attacked our gates, almost wiping us out, but he only had to take action once to wipe them all out."

"After that, when did you ever see him make a move?"

Yan Zhong put his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering, looking like a literary sage in the world. "I'm saying... if you don't hurry up, we'll have to make a move again soon."

"That's true." Zhan Yuwu's lips curled into a disdainful smile. He glanced at it casually and saw a black shadow, like a ghost, quietly appearing in the black scimitar.

"By the way, His Majesty has specially bestowed a name upon my Forbidden Ruins. Would you like to hear it?" Zhan Yuwu gripped his black scimitar tightly, turned to look at Yan Zhong, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Oh?" Yan Zhong stroked his chin, a hint of surprise in his voice. "How come I didn't know? Your Majesty is actually interested in such things?"

The lieutenant slowly raised the black scimitar in his hand. Suddenly, two cold glints flashed in his eyes, like those of a ferocious beast. A cruel smile appeared on his lips as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly:

"Ming-Sheng-Shan-Yue!!!"

As his words fell, a deafening roar resounded—Ode!!

A black crescent moon, tens of meters long, streaked across the night sky like lightning, moving at an astonishing speed and instantly cleaving the three mysterious creatures in two.

The black light, like the gaping maw of a demon, mercilessly devoured their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, these creatures turned into pools of scarlet blood, which fell like raindrops above the restaurant.

puff! !

Witnessing this scene, Yan Zhong couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "What a wonderful name!!"

His laughter echoed in the night sky, hearty and unrestrained, as if he were extremely satisfied with both the scimitar and its name.

"I never imagined His Majesty would choose such a name. It's truly ingenious!" Yan Zhong exclaimed, his eyes revealing his admiration for the emperor.

However, at that moment, a deafening explosion suddenly rang out, as if the entire world trembled.

The deafening roar was like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the entire city and leaving everyone terrified.

"Sis, what was that just now? Did you see it?!"

Upon seeing this scene, Gongyang Wan and Gongyang Zhuo, who were sneaking in the darkness, showed joy, but dared not speak loudly and could only lower their voices.

"Don't speak." Gongyang Wan spoke cautiously, afraid of being discovered by the mysterious figures constantly converging on the rooftop.

.......

The sounds of chaotic fighting came from the rooftop. Zhao Wentian withdrew his gaze and returned to his seat at the table.

He picked up his chopsticks, tapped the corner of the table lightly, and said to Huo Qubing, "Eat quickly, there are only forty pieces in total, it's not worth your trouble."

Huo Qubing nodded and sat down as well.

Zhao Wentian raised his head and his gaze fell on the disheveled man standing at the corner, being dragged by chains.

At first, he didn't realize how familiar the man's features were.

Upon closer inspection, even the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye slightly opened, and it uttered incredulously, "Seven Nights?!"

Their eyes met, and an extremely exaggerated expression appeared on Lin Qiye's ashen face as tears streamed down his cheeks.

He opened his mouth, "Dad..."

Disappointed, he lowered his head and realized he couldn't speak.