Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

Outside Cangnan City, amidst the flashing thunderclouds, golden light flickered erratically.

Sometimes sword energy pierced through the clouds, sometimes the golden dragon tail shattered the thunderclouds.

The power of the endless thunder grew weaker and weaker, like a flickering candle in the wind, about to be extinguished.

Within the thunderclouds, Ye Fan held a long sword, Buddhist mantras floated around him, and his eyes were fixed on the surrounding thunderclouds.

click!

A bolt of lightning shot out from the thunderclouds in an instant. Ye Fan turned around abruptly, using his momentum to propel the Starry Sky Blade in his hand. The blade energy imbued with Buddhist mantras collided with the terrifying lightning.

Boom!

Two opposing energies exploded in an instant, the aftershocks reaching several meters away from Ye Fan.

Lei Yun seemed unwilling to give Ye Fan a chance to react, and once again condensed a bolt of lightning and shot it out.

Ding!

But the next second, a sword cry resounded all around, and a pale white sword aura shot into the sky, piercing through the lightning that was rushing towards Ye Fan.

Then, the sword energy continued unabated, rushing into the thunderclouds.

Wherever the sword energy reached, the thunderclouds vanished inch by inch, turning into nothingness.

boom!

An explosion was heard from the thunderclouds, and the figure of Indra, the Indian god of thunderclouds, appeared.

He clutched his chest, coughing up blood, his eyes filled with gloom.

Having barely escaped the golden dragon, they've now run into these two monstrous mortals. It seems they're not going to get away today.

Indra's eyes, flashing with lightning, were fixed on the golden light that was getting closer and closer in the dark clouds in the distance, and his expression grew more and more solemn.

"Hey! You were so cocky when you were chasing me, what happened to you? You're such a disgrace now."

At that moment, a voice reached Indra's ears, and anger flared in his heart. He looked down at the carriage below, his eyes flashing with lightning.

Master Chen sat in the carriage boy's seat, a tea set floating in front of him. He then poured himself a cup of hot tea and gently swirled it in his hand.

He watched with great interest as Indra was tortured to the point of vomiting blood, and took a sip of tea with a smile on his lips.

The frustration of being chased and struck by lightning just now seemed to be released at this moment.

Ye Fan, hovering in mid-air, had a twitching mouth.

You're just sitting there drinking tea, mocking us while we're risking our lives, huh?

Rumble!

Suddenly, Indra seemed to be enraged, and lightning surged wildly around his body.

Ye Fan slowly took a deep breath, "Master, are you putting more pressure on us?"

Master Chen paused in his tea-drinking, coughed softly, and said to ease the awkwardness, "I won't say anymore."

Ye Fan glared at him, and the golden Buddhist mantras around her emitted a dazzling light.

Seeing the lightning strike again, Zhou Ping swung his Dragon Elephant Sword, instantly shattering the lightning.

“Fearless ants, you will pay a terrible price for blaspheming the gods.”

Indra drained the last of his avatar's thunderous power, and in an instant, thunder raged across the entire dark cloud domain, with lightning flashing everywhere.

Ye Fan was shocked: "This is bad! He's going to take us all down with him! Zhou Ping, get out of the area quickly!"

Zhou Ping frowned slightly, slowly sheathed the Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand, and fled the range of the Thunder Domain.

"You ants, you can't escape..."

Roar!

A dragon's roar came from the clouds. Indra paused, feeling the strong dragon's breath behind him, and his whole body stiffened instantly.

He slowly turned his head, the dazzling golden light causing him to squint, and a huge golden dragon head appeared in his field of vision.

Little Gold slowly opened its mouth wide. "Food, I've got you!"

The lightning on Indra's body vanished almost instantly, and to his astonishment, the dragon swallowed him whole.

The lightning field vanished in an instant, and the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky dissipated as well.

"It's not tasty. It even made my tongue a little numb from the electric shock." Little Gold licked its lips and combed its whiskers with its claws.

Turning his head to look at the territory of Cangnan, his eyes lit up again, "There's still one more food."

Then, the ten-thousand-meter-long golden dragon roared away, leaving a golden afterimage in the air.

Below, Master Chen, who was drinking tea, saw this scene, and his cup fell from his hand and shattered.

Ye Fan and Zhou Ping were also bewildered for a while in the wind.

Just like that... gone in one bite?

……

In the suburbs of Cangnan, the spatial rift was frozen by the Celestial Hound, and all the creatures that emerged from the rift were being devoured by the Celestial Hound, one by one.

Loki, the god of mischief, sensed that Si Xiaonan had succeeded and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

He patted his dark green robe and looked at Lu Wuwei, saying, "I'm sorry, the game is over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Loki's figure transformed into a deep green streak of light and flew rapidly towards Cangnan.

Lu Wuwei frowned, got on his electric scooter, and chased after Loki.

Loki, the god of mischief, tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on the miraculous city. After examining it closely, he shifted his attention to Lin Qiye below.

"I see."

Below, Lin Qiye shook his head and stood up. Before he could recover from his role as Xiao Nan's agent, a large hand covered his shoulder.

Lin Qiye was taken aback and looked up. "Captain?"

Chen Muyi looked very anxious. "Qiye, come with me quickly. Si Xiaonan has defected and taken something very important. We must get it back."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye frowned slightly and turned to look around. Sister Hongying and the others were nowhere to be seen.

He was a little dazed.

"Seven Nights, come on, let's go after them."

Chen Muye grabbed Lin Qiye's arm and was about to run out of Cangnan.

Ke Lin Qiye only took two steps before stopping, staring at Chen Muye and saying, "You're not the captain!"

Chen Muye, who was in front of him, was stunned for a moment, a smile curving his lips, and an extremely cold aura enveloped Lin Qiye.

"How did you find out?" Chen Muye disappeared, and Loki, dressed in a dark green robe, slowly emerged from the darkness.

"The captain will never call his teammates traitors."

Lin Qiye's eyes were icy cold. "So you are Loki, the god of mischief!"

……

Inside the Divine Light Space.

As the first move of the Primordial Celestial Lord was made, the golden divine light almost instantly suppressed the blue and white divine light.

Throughout the entire space, the blue and white divine light could only be seen in a corner; the rest of the space was filled with golden divine light.

Golden light shone on the two people on the chessboard, and the surrounding road roared as if celebrating victory.

The elderly man in plain Taoist robes slowly rose, a gentle smile on his face.

"Young friend, you've conceded this game."

In his view, the situation was already clear: Lin Qiye was trapped by Loki, the god of trickery, and with just a little trickery, Lin Qiye would leave Cangnan.

Cangnan, this miraculous city, will also vanish as the Great Dao foresaw.

This is the fate of Cangnan.

"Young friend, Cangnan's fate is what it is, so why do you bother to defy fate and change it? The cause and effect involved will only be detrimental to you."

"Give up, and I hope you will keep your promise and stop interfering with Lin Qiye and the others' fate."

The words of the Primordial Celestial Venerable echoed in Jiang Ye's ears.

Indeed, on the chessboard of heaven and earth, the black pieces were completely routed, while the white pieces launched an absolute counterattack and turned the tide against all odds.

Can……

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly and picked up a black piece from the chess jar.

Under the old man's questioning gaze, he slowly spoke:

"Heavenly Venerable One, do you believe in... the divine hand?"

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