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

The surging flames, like a roaring beast, gathered in the sky above Chang'an.

They intertwined and entwined, forming a huge ball of fire, like a condensed sun, radiating a heart-stopping light and heat in the dark night sky.

Under the scorching sun, the red-haired girl Chloe's priestess robes fluttered wildly in the wind.

Her red hair danced like flames, contrasting with the blazing fire behind her, creating a breathtaking scene.

Chloe rose gracefully on the wind, like a phoenix spreading its wings and soaring.

She raised her right hand high and pointed at the huge willow tree. Suddenly, the sun above her head spewed out a dazzling pillar of fire, like a volcanic eruption, which shot straight toward the willow tree.

The pillar of fire pierced through hundreds of willow branches in an instant, making a crackling sound.

The sound of willow branches snapping, accompanied by a piercing scream, emanated from the tree canopy, sending chills down one's spine.

Immediately afterwards, the dense willow branches seemed to lose their support and crashed to one side.

However, at this critical moment, the enormous willow tree moved at an astonishing speed, its entire body swiftly dodging Chloe's attack.

Seeing this, Chloe snorted coldly, clearly surprised by the willow tree's reaction speed.

Just as she was preparing to launch another attack, she saw the willow tree's canopy suddenly begin to wriggle, as if something inside was stirring restlessly.

The next moment, countless iridescent mists erupted from that pale face, like billowing smoke, directly engulfing the surrounding land.

Chloe's body was instantly swallowed up by the thick fog and disappeared without a trace.

"Cough cough cough..." Chloe coughed twice in the thick fog, her voice sounding hollow and distant in the mist.

Her peripheral vision swept over the iridescent mist around her, her brows furrowing tightly, clearly bewildered by this sudden turn of events.

"What the hell is this thing?" Chloe cursed under her breath.

She raised her fingertips, and a powerful gust of wind suddenly dispersed beneath her feet, attempting to blow away the eerie mist.

The willow's roar came from within the smoke. Chloe turned sharply, took flight, and rushed in that direction.

Just then, a blurry figure flew towards them from the smoke. Chloe narrowed her eyes, and a huge fireball burst forth.

But the next moment, another identical fireball shot out. The two fireballs collided, and the flames almost engulfed the entire sky.

Chloe frowned as she saw another version of herself slowly emerging from the mist, her eyes filled with shock.

"Are you kidding me...?"

.......

Drops of blood dripped down the willow branches. Gongyang Wan barely managed to stand up straight, her gaze fixed on the battlefield filled with billowing smoke, her expression extremely grave.

"Gongyang Wan? I didn't expect you to be able to devour without being assimilated. That's a bit surprising."

Gongyang Zhuo chuckled and said, "You think you can turn things around? Dream on."

Gongyang Wan remained silent. Her left hand was covered in wounds from the willow branches, and her entire body was scarred. She stared at Gongyang Zhuo with a pale face.

"Ah Zhuo!"

Gongyang Wan looked at Gongyang Zhuo with a mournful expression.

She ripped the willow branch off her left hand, and countless more branches surged from her flesh, covering all the wounds.

She had completely reconstructed a body that was half human and half willow, with an eyeball fixed on Gongyang Zhuo from the end of her palm.

"Quickly... get off Ah Zhuo's body!"

Gongyang Wan's eyes were bloodshot, and a terrifying pressure supported her as she maintained her balance. Her consciousness gradually descended into madness, and she bit her tongue, struggling to keep herself from going completely insane.

Before she could finish doing all this, Gongyang Zhuo had already flashed in front of her and slammed his foot heavily into Gongyang Wan's chest.

The terrifying force sent her flying dozens of meters, crashing into the ruins.

Gongyang Wan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face was pale, and she suddenly went berserk, rushing towards Gongyang Zhuo and launching a frenzied attack.

"Give me back A-Zhuo, give A-Zhuo back..."

A sinister smile appeared on Gongyang Zhuo's face.

His face suddenly changed, and in the blink of an eye, he became a ferocious and terrifying man.

As he changed, a sharp chirping sound suddenly rang out, as if a demon from hell was roaring.

Just as Gongyang Zhuo was about to seize the opportunity to kill Gongyang Wan, a muffled loud bang suddenly rang out.

—Thump! !

The deafening roar was like a thunderclap, shaking the entire world.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze, and everything was as if it had been frozen in time, completely still.

Gongyang Zhuo looked up in surprise, gazing in the direction from which the sound came.

A middle-aged man appeared in the void like a ghost, his figure appearing and disappearing, as if he had merged with the surrounding space.

The middle-aged man looked at Gongyang Zhuo expressionlessly, then made a grasping motion in the air towards him.

In that instant, the seed of Kr'tsun, which had been swooping down from the sky like a meteor,

As if struck by an irresistible force, they were instantly crushed into powder.

The powder drifted through the air, falling like snowflakes.

This scene was so shocking that Gongyang Zhuo stared wide-eyed at it all in disbelief.

He felt like an ant caught in a giant hand, completely unable to move.

The world was deathly silent, so quiet that you could almost hear everyone breathing.

Gongyang Zhuo raised his hand with difficulty, only to be astonished to find that his movements had become unusually slow, as if time had been stretched thousands of times.

This eerie feeling filled Gongyang Zhuo with fear. He suddenly realized that this terrifying sense of oppression seemed familiar...

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

A voice came from behind Gongyang Zhuo. He was slightly startled, looked up, and...

A middle-aged man dressed in black and gold armor stood on his head.

"You are......." Gongyang Zhuo asked, puzzled.

"Don't you understand yet?"

Wei Qing sighed, walked over to Gongyang Wan, nodded slightly to her, and finally walked over to Gongyang Zhuo, patting his cheek.

"I've come to take you in."

As soon as he finished speaking, an enormous purple hand materialized in the sky, shrinking continuously before swooping down and instantly crushing Gongyang Zhuo's head!

"What about that severed finger?"

Wei Qing let out a soft exclamation, stepped over the corpse on the ground, and finally picked up a piece of finger from the sticky ground.

The severed finger split open, bleeding profusely, and roared out.

"It's you??? When did you get here?"

At this moment, Chaos regained consciousness. Looking at that face, He felt like He was about to explode with anger.

Isn't Zhao Wentian in Cangnan?

Damn it, isn't Zhao Wentian in the Great Xia Dynasty?

"Why are you everywhere?"

Wei Qing didn't speak. No one knew where he dragged out a large pot from, nor what secret technique he used to grab it from mid-air.

He condensed the Kusunoki, who was fighting Huo Qubing and Chloe, into small pieces and threw them into the pot.

"Gongyang Wan?"

Wei Qing looked at Gongyang Wan, who was half human and half willow, and smiled slightly.

The latter stared in shock at his brother's corpse, wailing in agony.

"My lord... why did you kill Ah Zhuo?"

“Come here…” Wei Qing beckoned to Gongyang Wan.

He's not going to die yet.