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

Zhao Wentian had to say that.

In his mind, whenever an agent receives a gift from a deity, he will also receive instructions from that deity.

However, the Desolate Emperor did not give specific instructions, but only told him to take the Great Luo Sword Embryo and sweep away everything in the world.

The Desolate Emperor does not exist in the mythological system of the Great Xia Dynasty; that was the work of the red-haired uncle.

Therefore, Zhao Wentian had to create an instruction, or even a deity that they thought was reasonable.

This command certainly cannot be to sweep away everything in the world, that would terrify them.

If Zhao Wentian wants to improve his bloodline, he must eliminate more mysteries.

Wu Xiangnan was not surprised by this.

In any case, the agent cannot disobey the deity's command.

As long as it benefits the Night's Watch and Great Xia, that's enough.

However, Wu Xiangnan naturally wouldn't believe everything.

"Could you tell me what abilities Kunpeng has given you?"

Wu Xiangnan guessed that it must be a rather abnormal ability, otherwise how could it dare to say it could kill other gods?

Zhao Wentian didn't answer directly, but instead touched his stomach.

"Brother Nan, I'm hungry. Let's talk as we walk."

Wu Xiangnan was taken aback, then nodded: "I know a noodle shop."

"I don't eat beef!"

"........"

Cangnan City, Heping Bridge.

At the head of the Peace Bridge, a wide variety of shops line both sides.

The shops here all start with "Peace".

For example, there are peace weddings, peace funerals, peace... and there's even a place called the Peace Agency.

Zhao Kongcheng listlessly pushed open the shop door and went to the basement.

"Old Zhao, what's going on with you?"

Four people were sitting inside. Seeing Zhao Kongcheng's appearance, they asked him with some surprise.

"Are you injured?"

"Judging from your expression, you seem heartbroken..."

"Holy crap, Lao Zhao, is your wife going to divorce you?"

"I bet it's Old Zhao's burdensome younger uncle..."

"Go away, what are you all thinking about?"

The four of them started guessing, each offering their own opinion.

However, after a while, Zhao Kongcheng sighed.

Am I really... that unattractive?

"..."

All four rolled their eyes simultaneously. One was sharpening a knife, one was playing on their phone, one was sleeping, and one was cleaning a gun...

"No, I'm asking you very seriously," Zhao Kongcheng said anxiously.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to Zhao Kongcheng, Hongying, who was cleaning her gun, sighed: "Uncle Zhao, what's gotten into you?"

"Who says otherwise?" Zhao Kongcheng exclaimed with an exaggerated expression. "You know what? My uncle is actually from the Divine Ruins! The Divine Ruins!!!"

Upon hearing the following words, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all stopped what they were doing.

Hongying simply put down her gun, making one feel that the gun itself wasn't so appealing. "Your uncle? Was it that pillar of light tonight, or the giant phantom?"

"Giant phantom".

Hongying was taken aback: "Is that your uncle?"

“Who says otherwise?” Zhao Kongcheng shook his head repeatedly, a smile playing on his lips, before suddenly bursting into laughter. “Damn it, our Zhao family must have saved the galaxy in our past lives!”

The other four rolled their eyes at this.

So all this time, he just came back to show off.

"Where is he?" Hongying was clearly intrigued.

"The vice-captain is still talking to him." Zhao Kongcheng shrugged, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

But suddenly, I don't find Xuanhemen appealing anymore...

Inside a private room at the Peace Hotel.

"Is your Zhao family all so fond of ostentation?"

Wu Xiangnan shrugged, looked at the largest private room, and sighed, "It's just noodles, right? There are only two of you, yet you ordered the biggest private room..."

The waiter stood to the side holding the menu.

Zhao Wentian tapped his hand on the table: "Give me a bowl of beef noodles, no cilantro, and a pound of beef."

"Don't you not eat beef?"

Wu Xiangnan felt like he had no idea what kind of beast he had provoked.

"Boss, there's a minimum spend requirement for private rooms, and I'm afraid you won't be able to meet it." The waiter frowned.

Zhao Wentian looked at Wu Xiangnan and smiled, "How about two bottles of Moutai and ten cartons of 1916? That should be enough, right, Brother Nan?"

"You..." Wu Xiangnan swallowed the word "kid" back, and said with an awkward laugh, "Yes, that's enough."

In reality, he took out his phone and asked the team for some money.

He sent several emojis in their team's group chat.

The gist of it is, "Old Zhao, are all the people in your family so difficult to please?"

Wu Xiangnan looked at Zhao Wentian seriously and said, "Now can you tell me what abilities Kunpeng gave you?"

The Kunpeng is a mythical creature within the mythology of the Great Xia Dynasty; its sheer size is enough to cover the entire Cangnan City.

Add to that the myth of the Kunpeng, and it's simply astonishing.

The name "Kunpeng" alone suggests that the opponent's Divine Ruins are no ordinary place.

Wu Xiangnan guessed that this Divine Ruins must be extremely abnormal, possibly representing the power of destruction.

"Speed, power, flight, and..."

"what?"

You're telling me that the Kunpeng gave you its own power?

This doesn't seem quite right.

"Brother Nan, let me finish what I have to say. My situation is rather complicated, and I can't explain it to you clearly in a short time. I think I should demonstrate it for you first."

"Okay!" After hearing Zhao Wentian's words, Wu Xiangnan suddenly became quite interested in his Divine Ruins.

The next moment, the Great Luo Sword Embryo appeared in Zhao Wentian's hand.

Wu Xiangnan was taken aback. Wasn't this just a broken sword?

Considering Zhao Kongcheng's personality, Wu Xiangnan had a moment of thought that this guy in front of him might be a charlatan.

Wu Xiangnan rubbed his forehead. He had just asked the captain for 20,000 yuan. Was he going to lose it all?

But then, Wu Xiangnan completely lost her composure.

Zhao Wentian raised his longsword and said calmly, "If this private room gets damaged or something, you'll have to pay for it."

Wu Xiangnan swallowed hard, thinking that the energetic young man in front of him was really persistent, and quickly nodded.

"Well!"

Zhao Wentian held his longsword horizontally and exerted a little force, instantly causing all the tiles, tables, chairs, and benches in the private room to shatter.

It was an incomparably powerful force, a power that seemed capable of annihilating everything.

It was as if a lightning bolt had struck Wu Xiangnan's mind!

This sword?

Suddenly, images of six years ago flashed through his mind: Takamagahara, Susanoo, the sword, the sword, the sword...

I used to wield a sword myself, but...

"This thing is called sword energy!"

Zhao Wentian placed the Great Luo Sword Embryo back on the ground.

With a loud bang, the ground collapsed several tens of centimeters.

The sword's power has been largely sealed away by the Desolate One.

"Alright, alright!" Wu Xiangnan quickly waved her hand, glanced around, and wished she could slap herself...

The door to the private room was suddenly kicked open, revealing the scene inside.

The waiter screamed like a madman, and the ten 1916 cigarettes in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhao Wentian scratched his head: "I can still fly!"