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

The bottom of the Huangpu River.

The blood-red river, like a ferocious beast, gradually devoured the white ze from the riverbed.

Bai Ze's snow-white body stood out starkly against the backdrop of blood. Tang Mingxuan, who stood guard beside Bai Ze, had a face so dark it seemed as if it could drip water.

"Bai Ze!" Tang Mingxuan was extremely anxious. He brandished his halberd and used all his strength to try to stop the blood-red water from corroding Bai Ze.

As he moved, the surrounding crimson water seemed to be rapidly compressed by an invisible force, forming a solid barrier that completely separated the water around Bai Ze from the crimson color.

However, this barrier did not play a significant role.

Tang Mingxuan watched helplessly as streaks of blood-red silk, like ghosts, easily pierced through his defenses and continuously seeped into Bai Ze's body.

Where did these blood-red threads come from? Tang Mingxuan had no idea.

But just looking at them, he could sense an extremely violent power within them. This power filled him with fear, yet he was powerless to stop it.

At this moment, the bull python, attracted by the smell of blood, seemed to be drawn by an irresistible force and frantically burrowed into the golden patterns on Bai Ze's body.

These violent and ferocious energies in his blood, like surging, raging waves or countless gleaming blades, relentlessly assaulted Bai Ze's body.

Every whiff of malevolence that invades is like igniting a flame within its flesh and blood, bringing unbearable pain.

&34;Roar!!!&34;

As blood continued to flow in, Bai Ze's already contorted face, contorted in pain, became even more ferocious and terrifying.

It opened its mouth and let out a deep, awe-inspiring roar.

The sound echoed at the bottom of the river, as if the whole world was trembling, and the river water was stirred up by the roar, creating huge waves.

Bai Ze's body trembled violently, and it kept shaking its head, as if trying to drive those violent thoughts out of its mind.

However, this was all in vain; the resentment had taken deep root in its soul, like a malignant tumor that was difficult to get rid of.

Its pair of snow-white horns churned wildly in the river water, as if trying to tear the water apart.

The river water, stirred by the horn, seemed to boil, churning and swirling, forming a huge whirlpool.

Bai Ze's water control technique was on full display at this moment; its control over water had reached an almost instinctive level.

In this state, the power released by Bai Ze far surpassed Klein's level.

This force was like a tidal wave, unstoppable.

Tang Mingxuan stood on the riverbed and suddenly felt a powerful pressure as if Mount Tai were crushing an egg.

His body jolted violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth like an arrow.

He staggered a few steps on the riverbed and almost fell to the ground.

Tang Mingxuan was filled with immense sorrow and regret. If he had listened to Lei Di back then, perhaps things wouldn't have come to this...

............

Battlefield on the river

Faced with the colossal size of the Azure Bull Python, the Thunder Emperor fell into deep thought...

"Only a fool would fight a god!" Thunder Emperor roared at the void, his voice echoing in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, as if trying to break through the endless void.

However, his cries went unanswered; only the endless void stared at him in silence.

"Big brother, save me!!" Lei Di's voice was filled with despair and fear, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was on the verge of collapse.

Just then, a deep, loud bang suddenly rang out, as awe-inspiring as when the world was first created.

The sky seemed to be torn apart by an indescribable force, and a huge crack appeared before everyone's eyes.

A hand reached out from the crack and clung tightly to the edge.

Then, half of an old man's head slowly emerged. His face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked rather disheveled.

The old man looked around and then turned his gaze to the river of time.

His pupils revealed a deep weariness and helplessness, as if he had endured a long period of torment.

Suddenly, the old man spat out something, as if he had thrown something into the river of time.

Immediately afterwards, another terrifying pressure descended from the sky, crushing the surrounding mountains like a mountain crushing an egg, raising clouds of dust.

"My God, he's finally out." Amidst the billowing dust, a man in a patched Taoist robe slowly emerged.

His steps appeared somewhat unsteady, as if he had been traveling for too long and his body was extremely weak.

The man gently waved the whisk in his hand, and the smoke and dust quickly dissipated as if by magic.

His figure gradually became clearer. He was thin, with a haggard face, and a mutter of dissatisfaction lingered at the corner of his mouth.

"Damn you, [Key to the Gate]! I've been running through the river of time for thousands of years, damn it, and you've been chasing me for thousands of years! Bah!"

The man walked toward Lei Di while picking his ear and cursing, his mouth spewing out a barrage of profanities.

Upon reaching the Thunder Emperor, the down-on-his-luck Taoist stopped in his tracks, his gaze piercing as if he could see right through the Thunder Emperor.

He scrutinized Lei Di from head to toe, a barely perceptible sneer playing on his lips, before letting out a disdainful hiss and saying, "You're no good, Lei Di."

Lei Di wasn't too surprised by the appearance of the down-on-his-luck Taoist priest, after all, it wasn't the first time he had seen this strange person in his dreams.

In his dreams, the down-on-his-luck Taoist priest would always curse and yell at him, demanding that he get out of there.

Although Lei Di found the request somewhat absurd, out of curiosity, he still tried calling out "Big Brother, save me" when he was in danger. Unexpectedly, the down-on-his-luck Taoist priest actually appeared.

"Big brother, you really can come out..." Lei Di grinned, secretly marveling at the wonder of this world.

"What do you mean by 'real' or 'fake'? Hurry up and tell me, this old Taoist priest has other things to do..."

The down-on-his-luck Taoist priest seemed somewhat impatient, his gaze constantly darting around, seemingly uninterested in his surroundings.

He attracted the full attention of the Key to the Gate in the river of time, suppressing his own cultivation to buy his main body thousands of years to grow.

As a result, the Key to the Gate had no time to care about what was happening in the outside world.

The down-on-his-luck Taoist priest, who had been battling for thousands of years, had long ago figured it out. For his true self, it was thousands of years, but for the down-on-his-luck Taoist priest, it was countless cycles of dreams.

From the river of time to the higher-dimensional world reached through the Gate of Truth, the current down-on-his-luck Taoist is the most powerful of all Zhao Wentian's avatars!

Seeing this, Lei Di quickly pointed to the enormous azure bull python with its divine body not far away and said, "There it is!"

The down-on-his-luck Taoist looked in the direction the Thunder Emperor pointed and saw the Azure Ox Python lying quietly on the ground, its body enormous, like a small hill.

However, the down-on-his-luck Taoist priest merely glanced at it casually and said dismissively, "That's it?"