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

Inside a detached villa in Lintang City.

"What! He channeled all his spiritual energy into the altar?!"

Inside the room, Yiyu heard the Ninth Seat say that Shen Qingzhu had channeled all her spiritual power into the altar to speed up its activation, and her eyes widened in shock.

He looked at Shen Qingzhu lying on the bed next to him. Her face was pale and her lips were completely bloodless.

Yiyu frowned, slowly walked to the bedside, and reached out to touch Shen Qingzhu's forehead.

His mental energy was almost completely depleted, and his body had also suffered varying degrees of damage, just as the Ninth Seat had described.

Looking at Shen Qingzhu's resolute face, Yiyu felt gratified yet also a little heartache.

For the sake of the Church of the Ancient Gods' plans, they were willing to give their lives. Such believers are truly rare and precious!

I was suspicious of the two of them just a few days ago; I was being far too paranoid.

Yiyu rubbed his forehead and transferred some of his spiritual energy to Shen Qingzhu.

“Lord Yiyu, Shen Qingzhu’s condition is extremely dangerous. If she is not taken to the hospital, her life may be in danger,” the Ninth Seat suggested.

Yiyu's expression hardened slightly. Indeed, if Shen Qingzhu didn't receive treatment soon, he would lose this loyal believer.

But now the altar of the God of the Underworld has reached a critical stage, and the God of the Underworld can be summoned in just two days.

If something goes wrong at this time...

Looking at Shen Qingzhu's pale face, Yiyu closed her eyes slightly, thought for a while, and then said, "Take him with you, but be careful not to be noticed by the Night Watch."

The ninth seatman's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded, stepped forward, carried the unconscious Shen Qingzhu on his back, and walked out of the room.

Even the Ninth Seat looked at that pale face and felt a little ashamed of himself.

When Shen Qingzhu gets ruthless, he's really willing to risk his life.

However, this was not an impulsive act. In doing so, he both gained the trust of Yiyu and found an opportunity to communicate with the outside world.

Shen Qingzhu, you are now a truly qualified undercover agent.

Inside the room, Yiyu watched the two leave and sighed softly.

He exclaimed, "If all the believers of the Ancient God Church had the same spirit as Shen Qingzhu, how could the Ancient God Church not prosper?"

He had felt sorry for the death of the First Seat a while ago, but now that he saw Shen Qingzhu, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Not bad, we can train him carefully in the future."

The next moment, the space in the room gradually distorted, and the whispered figure disappeared.

In the villa's basement, the murmured voice slowly appeared, nodding as it looked at the [Pearl of the Essence Sea] floating above the gray altar.

"In two more days, we'll know whether the Great Xia gods are unable to appear due to their own circumstances."

A slight smile curved her lips as she murmured...

……

Inside a brightly lit ward at the hospital.

drop by drop...

The pulse detector kept beeping, emitting a beeping sound.

Shen Qingzhu felt the warmth on her face and slowly opened her eyes, but only halfway.

He was breathing heavily and weakly, feeling like his brain was full of tofu dregs and he couldn't think of anything.

The severe depletion of mental energy was accompanied by tinnitus from time to time, and the body was completely unable to move.

"You're awake." Ninth Seat walked to the bedside, his face showing some worry.

After a moment's adjustment, Shen Qingzhu managed to ask with difficulty, "The message... has it been sent out?"

The Ninth Seat nodded. "Don't worry, it has already been passed on to the Night Watch team in Lin Tang City."

Upon hearing this, a smile slowly appeared on Shen Qingzhu's lips, but it was a smile that tugged at the heartstrings.

"You know, you didn't need to take such a big risk, did you? If you had transferred even a little more spiritual energy, you wouldn't have survived."

The ninth seat gave a symbolic reprimand, which could be considered as an admonition from a senior to a newcomer.

Shen Qingzhu smiled, turned her head slightly to look out the window of the ward, and said in a weak voice.

"Jiang Ye and Lin Qiye are the two god agents, especially Jiang Ye, who can kill Wuliang in the Chuan realm... I envy him, but I can't do it."

"I tried my best to catch up, but I found that I could only stand behind them."

"I don't want to be the one they protect. I want to be able to protect them, not be a burden..."

The Ninth Seat was taken aback, looking at the boy's pale face, weak yet containing determination and perseverance...

……

The detective agency, and the training ground next door.

"Now that you've won, let's begin."

Li Hong and her teammates, holding Star Blades, stood in a V-shape, their eyes fixed on Jiang Ye and his six companions in front of them.

They hadn't anticipated that the bespectacled, artsy young man would completely overwhelm them with his confident reasoning.

However, they are just a group of sea creatures. If reasoning loses face, then fighting is the only option.

"Alright, which five people will you send?" Lin Qiye opened the black box, and a long sword popped out.

Five people?

Li Hong and the others were puzzled.

“You don’t have six people? We also have exactly six people, so let’s fight like this,” Li Hong said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye looked at Li Hong with surprise, "Are you sure?"

Li Hong was taken aback, then smiled, "Do you think I'm afraid of you? The Night Watch doesn't have any..."

boom!

Before Li Hong could finish speaking, a terrifying pressure surged onto their bodies, and the sound of several knees hitting the ground rang out.

Jiang Ye stepped forward with a gentle smile, conjured up red envelopes, and handed them out one by one.

"Happy New Year in advance! Here, Jiang'er is giving you a big one..."

Squad 08: (╬?????Д?????)

Lin Qiye and the others shook their heads. "No, why did you provoke him?"

"Alright, Jiang Ye, the Sword Saint said you're not allowed to participate." Lin Qiye stepped forward, took Jiang Ye's arm, and pulled him aside.

Jiang Ye pursed his lips, waved his hand to release the suppression, and sat down to the side.

Li Hong and the others stood up in shock, unsure of what to say for a moment.

It turns out that when Lin Qiye said there were five people, it wasn't because there were only five of them who could fight, but because Jiang Ye was too strong...

"Captain... Captain, I forgot to tell you, the captain of the Masked Squad at the last training camp conceded defeat to Jiang Ye on his own initiative," Jiang Er said embarrassedly.

Li Hong's face twitched, and her eyes were already glazed over.

He felt like the sky had fallen. He thought he was increasing the intensity for them, but it turned out they were reducing the intensity for themselves.

Is this supposed to be a challenge? It's a complete attempt to crush their confidence!

Suddenly, apart from Jiang Er, everyone in Team 08 felt utterly hopeless.

They not only crushed their opponents in their strongest area of ​​reasoning, but now they also crushed them in terms of overall strength...

Lin Qiye looked a little embarrassed, and he apologized with a smile, "Sorry, he's not playing. The five of us will take on the five of you, don't worry!"

Li Hong closed her eyes slightly, as if even her last shred of self-respect was about to be crushed.

We will absolutely not let you succeed!

"Let's stop fighting. Jiang Er, go and join your new team."

Li Hong sheathed her longsword and turned to leave with the other four team members.

Jiang Er was left alone, slightly disheveled in the wind.

Lin Qiye and the others: "..."

Lin Qiye sighed and glanced at Jiang Ye, speechless. "Can't you just listen to me for once?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

A few minutes later, Jiangye and the six others, along with Team 08, returned to the office entrance.

But they found a person standing in front of the door, facing the entrance, wearing a black windbreaker.

The man in black seemed to hear footsteps, turned around, smiled, and stepped forward to hand over a letter.

"Hello, someone has sent you a letter. Please check your mail!"