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

"What the hell?" Lin Qiye stared wide-eyed at the ground with a look of suspicion, as if he had seen something extremely strange.

He was wearing a black cloak that completely concealed his face, but his furrowed brows and undisguised complaints revealed that he was definitely not in a good mood at the moment.

Seeing this, An Miaoyi, who was standing to the side, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a smile that was not quite a smile.

She rolled her eyes at Lin Qiye and said irritably, "If you have a problem with that, why don't you just say it? Stop nagging."

Lin Qiye was clearly dissatisfied with An Miaoyi's attitude. He snorted and retorted, "No, I just didn't expect that this guy would hook up with Sister Hongying so soon. It's a good thing that Sister Hongying is so easy to fool!"

His tone carried a hint of indignation, as if he felt deeply sorry for Sister Hongying's plight.

After saying that, Lin Qiye spat out a mouthful of grievance, as if he wanted to vent all the unhappiness in his heart.

Then, without looking back, he turned and left, muttering as he walked, "I don't need to see what happens next, I already know anyway, let's go."

However, An Miaoyi did not leave with Lin Qiye as he had hoped.

She stood there, her brows slightly furrowed, watching Lin Qiye's retreating figure, and suddenly asked, "Oh? Where are you going?"

Lin Qiye stopped and replied somewhat impatiently, "The down-on-his-luck Taoist gave me a jade token that allows me to step into the River of Time and return to the point in time I came from. Of course I'm going back."

An Miaoyi nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Where to?"

"Of course, it's the time I arrive. Aren't you going?" Lin Qiye's voice revealed a hint of doubt.

An Miaoyi shook her head slightly, a faint smile appearing on her lips, and said, "Forget it, I'll just wait here and have a fling with Zhao Wentian tonight."

Lin Qiye almost fainted from anger when he heard this.

His eyes widened, staring at An Miaoyi in disbelief, and he roared, "What the hell?!"

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand, intending to slap An Miaoyi to vent his anger.

However, just as his hand was about to land on An Miaoyi's face, he suddenly realized that doing so might not be appropriate.

So he abruptly stopped what he was doing, glared fiercely at An Miaoyi, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you ever going to stop?"

An Miaoyi, however, didn't seem to care. She looked at Lin Qiye defiantly and said slowly, "I have nothing to do with you now, so you'd better not worry about it..."

"Come with me!" Lin Qiye's voice was deep and firm. He picked up An Miaoyi without hesitation, as if she were an insignificant object.

Immediately afterwards, the jade tablet in his hand was crushed in an instant, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the ground.

The moment the jade pendant shattered, a powerful force suddenly erupted, sweeping Lin Qiye and An Miaoyi into the river of time.

In the long river of time, the turbulent currents of spacetime surge like turbulent waves, dazzling the eye.

However, amidst this chaos, Lin Qiye clearly saw Jiuhua Mountain several years later.

The autumn air at Jiuhua Mountain is filled with a somber atmosphere.

The cold wind howled across the stone steps, swirling up fiery red maple leaves like dancing flames.

Thick clouds hung low over the mountaintop, casting a somber atmosphere over the entire Jiuhua Mountain.

On this mountain of Jiuhua, which was full of people, Lin Qiye's gaze finally fell on the mountain peak.

There, it seemed, was the site of a grand ceremony.

“This is…” An Miaoyi frowned slightly, clearly confused by the scene before her.

Lin Qiye's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a faint smile, as he explained:

"Oh, before they left, Ye Fan and Zuo Qing said they wanted to hold a grand enthronement ceremony for me..."

"Ascension to the throne?" An Miaoyi's voice revealed a hint of surprise. "Are you sure it's an ascension to the throne?"

Lin Qiye smiled and quickly corrected, "Oh, no, it's the inauguration ceremony of the Commander-in-Chief."

His gaze once again locked onto the summit of Mount Jiuhua, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"On this very day... Zhao Wentian said he would use nine dragons to pull the coffin to add grandeur to the ceremony!!"

At this point, Lin Qiye's voice lowered slightly, "On this day, all the divine kingdoms except for the Great Xia will be destroyed!"

......

"Captain Chen."

On Mount Jiuhua, Ye Fan was spreading smoke, smiling as he looked at the serious Chen Muye.

When Chen Muyi saw that it was Ye Fan, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Didn't Commander Ye quit smoking?"

"I can't give up even a little bit."

Ye Fan laughed heartily.

Zuo Qing, who was standing next to him, shook his head. "Ye Fan, is Lin Qiye coming back today?"

"I definitely have to come back."

On the steps, Jialan, heavily pregnant, was being pushed in a stroller by Baili Pangpang. With her three daughters, it looked quite lively.

“And I sensed his presence,” Garan added, then looked up at the temple rooftop, where a wisp of nightlight swirled.

A woman carrying a black box stood beside the noble and beautiful woman.

"Danadus is back."

Nyx's eyes were fixed on the sky, where a wisp of energy was gathering.

Hongying also looked up and touched her bulging belly. "Lin Qiye is back, so your dad should be here soon, right?"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Great Xia, several heroic spirits stood silently. Huo Qubing's face was solemn, his gaze fixed on the distance, as if he could pierce through the mists of time and see the distant past.

"For them, it was only half a year, but for my uncle, it has been more than two thousand years..." Huo Qubing's voice was low and full of emotion, containing endless vicissitudes and longing.

A faint smile played on Gongyang Wan's lips; her feelings seemed different from everyone else's. No one anticipated this moment more than she did, for she knew that figure was about to return.

Nie Jinshan sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness and regret. "Thunder Emperor..." he murmured the name softly, as if it carried too many stories and memories.

Li Kengqiang also sighed, his gaze shifting to Tang Yusheng and Wang Qing, and he said thoughtfully, "I feel a bit dazed... Lin Qiye is back, and the director should be arriving soon, right?"

Just then, as if they all realized something at the same time, they all looked up at the sky.

Click——! !

A deafening clap of thunder suddenly rang out, accompanied by howling winds and a flurry of red leaves dancing wildly in the air.

In the chilling wind, above the endless sky, a deep red cloak suddenly appeared like a flame.

The moment everyone saw that figure, all the night watchmen of Jiuhua Mountain seemed to be touched by an invisible force. They all raised their heads and stood tall, solemnly looking ahead.

The entire Jiuhua Mountain fell silent in an instant, with only the sound of wind and thunder echoing in our ears.