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

1981 years.

Inside a dance hall in Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

The deafening jazz music reverberated in the air, its intense rhythms pounding against people's eardrums like drumbeats.

The mesmerizing lights intertwined like a dream, enveloping the people on the dance floor in a dazzling display of light and shadow.

In this bizarre and dazzling atmosphere, a tall woman in a cheongsam with long, glossy black hair was dancing with a well-mannered young man in a suit on the dance floor.

Their steps were light and graceful, and their coordination was perfect, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them.

However, at this beautiful moment, the music suddenly stopped and the lights suddenly came on.

The people who were originally immersed in the dance were taken aback by this sudden change and were at a loss.

A middle-aged man dressed in a Zhongshan suit walked steadily into the dance hall.

His steps seemed somewhat heavy, as if he were carrying something important on his back.

There was no smile on his face; instead, his expression was serious and cold.

The middle-aged man walked straight to the center of the dance floor, his gaze fixed on the young man.

He coughed lightly, his voice not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet dance hall: "Lei, stop messing around. I didn't call you to Guangzhou and Shenzhen to pick up girls."

The young man known as the Thunder Emperor was taken aback upon hearing this voice, then revealed a helpless smile.

He stopped dancing, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said with a wry smile, "Uh, Nie Jinshan, you're an old bachelor yourself, why do you care whether I'm chasing girls or not?"

As he spoke, Lei Di casually patted the woman's full and firm buttocks, then took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, tossed them to the woman, and laughed, "Go have some fun, baby."

The woman took the money, gave Lei Di a seductive look, and then swayed away from the dance floor.

Lei Di then turned around to face Nie Jinshan and looked him up and down.

Looking at Nie Jinshan's somewhat old-fashioned Zhongshan suit and his serious, even frightening, face, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Tsk tsk tsk, getting old, really getting old."

"Look at you, back when we went to Kunlun Mountain together, we were so young, and look at you now..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense!" Nie Jinshan glared at him impatiently. "I'm asking you, how's the special team's situation going?"

Lei Di scoffed dismissively, "Don't you trust me with my work? The team is all assembled, all in Hong Kong, just missing a captain... Oh, right, that guy named Li Kengqiang, the successor you found. Where is that kid now? Call him out! He borrowed money from me last time, and he still hasn't paid it back!"

"Why are you being so stingy? You don't lack that little bit of money, why are you in such a hurry to get it back?" Nie Jinshan teased with a smile.

"I'm not stingy!" Lei Di's voice was deafening, as if it would break through the roof. His eyes widened, his face full of resentment. Ten thousand yuan! Do you know what level a ten-thousand-yuan household is in the village? It's the richest person.

"Besides, who says I don't need money? Doesn't it cost money to pick up girls? Doesn't it cost money to book a hotel room?" His words came out like a machine gun, leaving no room for anyone to interrupt.

Nie Jinshan, standing to the side, shook his head helplessly, clearly speechless at Lei Di's remarks.

He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, stop complaining."

Li Kengqiang, stop hiding and come out right now!

His voice suddenly rose eight octaves, booming like a bell, echoing throughout the room.

However, there was no response from the room, only deathly silence. Seeing this, Nie Jinshan frowned and shouted again, "If you don't come out, I'll skin you alive!"

His tone carried a hint of threat, making one worry for the person hiding in the room.

Just as Nie Jinshan turned his head, a figure floated out of the room like a ghost.

He was a young man wearing a floral shirt and bell-bottoms, his hair was slicked back and shiny, and he wore sunglasses. He had a slender woman in his arms.

With a smile on his lips, the young man gracefully stepped forward and landed lightly in the center of the dance floor, like a butterfly in flight.

His appearance was like a shooting star in the night sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

After the young man steadied himself, he waved his hand gently, and a standing microphone appeared in front of him as if by magic.

He gripped the microphone with both hands, leaned back slightly, raised his chin high, and gave Lei Di and Nie Jinshan a bright smile. Then, in his slightly magnetic voice, he called out loudly, "My two leaders, how are you?"

"Damn it, there aren't many normal people among the people Nie Jinshan hangs out with," Lei Di couldn't help but whisper in Nie Jinshan's ear.

"Didn't he learn it from you?" Nie Jinshan rolled his eyes, his face full of helplessness and disdain.

"Sigh..." Thunder Emperor shrugged, seemingly wanting to explain something, but swallowed the words back.

"I'm not trying to be mean... but this is the 1980s, everyone's very open-minded, it's just playing around, what's the big deal?"

Just as the two were exchanging barbs, Li Kengqiang, wearing aviator glasses, suddenly became incredibly energetic and started shouting into the microphone with unrestrained bromance: "Alright! Let's give a warm round of applause to... the Night Watchman, the most bromance-filled Commander-in-Chief, and his Vice Commander!!"

His voice echoed in the empty space, sounding particularly jarring.

As he finished speaking, the lights overhead suddenly became exceptionally bright, and many figures appeared in the previously empty space.

These people seemed to emerge from underground, suddenly appearing in front of Lei Di and Nie Jinshan, applauding them enthusiastically. Some even excitedly shook their chests, instantly igniting the atmosphere with thunderous applause and deafening cheers.

"I'm asking you, isn't this awkward!" Nie Jinshan's face grew increasingly grim. He sighed heavily, his hands behind his back trembling slightly with anger.

"Honestly, I really want to kill him!" Lei Di's brows furrowed tightly, clearly feeling embarrassed and dissatisfied with this sudden turn of events.

However, the young man seemed somewhat unmoved by the enthusiastic scene.

Seeing that neither Nie Jinshan nor Lei Di responded, he simply waved his hand lightly, as if to drive something away.

The moment he waved, the cheerful jazz music suddenly stopped as if by magic.

At the same time, the men and women who had just been cheering and jumping for joy vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.