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

Abandoned manor.

The once intact villa is now split in two, with a long sword mark severing it in the middle.

Beneath the deep, dark sword marks.

"SpongeBob, let's go jellyfish hunting together!"

When Shen Qingzhu said those words, the nightmare tentacle that was reaching for the ninth seat suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if it had been blocked by something.

The Ninth Seat was taken aback and looked at the babbling.

The man's face contorted in pain, as if he were suffering greatly.

Then, the nightmare tentacles turned into faint purple specks of light and disappeared into space.

A smile suddenly appeared on Yiyu's face. He jumped up, stretched out his hands, and shouted excitedly.

"Great! Patrick, let's go catch jellyfish!"

Pfft!

Just as Yiyu uttered those words, Shen Qingzhu decisively pierced Yiyu's heart with a knife from behind.

One strike! A fatal blow!

His delirious movements froze for a moment, his excited gaze gradually dimmed, and he stood there dumbfounded.

Until he completely lost his vitality, like a corpse...

Shen Qingzhu dared not relax and slowly extended her left hand.

Snapped!

The moment the crisp snap of fingers rang out, a loud bang followed, and Yiyu's body exploded, engulfing her in flames.

The Ninth Seat was completely stunned.

What kind of move is that?

SpongeBob SquarePants... The Ninth Seat couldn't help but twitch his face.

Could it be that the occasional mentions of Patrick Star and SpongeBob SquarePants in the delirious conversations that summoned followers were Shen Qingzhu's creation?

In other words, Shen Qingzhu had already arranged today's situation?

This guy is just too talented! Even I, a veteran undercover agent, feel a little ashamed of myself.

At this moment, Shen Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the flames had completely engulfed the delirious murmur.

He slowly pulled out the Soul-Severing Blade and nodded. "Fatty, this thing is pretty useful."

Shen Qingzhu put away the Soul-Severing Blade, walked towards the ninth seat, and nodded slightly.

The Ninth Seat shook his head and laughed, "Not bad, you have a real talent for being an undercover agent. You actually figured out Yiyu's schemes perfectly. My years of infiltration are nothing compared to yours!"

Shen Qingzhu was taken aback. What was he scheming about?

As for that SpongeBob SquarePants thing, it was when he was in the hospital that Jiang Ye's immortality power was poured into his body, and then it entered his ears.

It seemed as if Jiang Ye was behind everything.

"Alright, the babbling is dead, and the altar is gone. Our mission is complete." The Ninth Seat rarely showed a happy smile.

My undercover life of over a decade is finally coming to an end...

puff!

Just as the Ninth Seat was lamenting the end, a nightmare tentacle suddenly pierced his abdomen, spraying blood onto Shen Qingzhu's face.

Shen Qingzhu's eyes trembled, and she was like a statue, only able to feel the warm blood flowing down her face.

The delirious voice didn't die!

“Little Shen…” The Ninth Seat spoke in a weak voice, and Shen Qingzhu looked at him, her whole body trembling.

“Hurry… run!”

As soon as the Ninth Seat finished speaking, the Nightmare Tentacle rapidly retracted, pulling out of his body, and blood splattered onto the ground once more.

The Ninth Seat collapsed to his knees, utterly exhausted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He gave a pathetic smile, then slumped to the ground, motionless.

Shen Qingzhu's eyes welled up with tears. He lowered his gaze, slowly raised his hand, and tears dripped onto his knuckles.

At that moment, it seemed as if everything in the world had stopped turning.

"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!"

At this moment, Yiyu emerged from a corner of the basement, her face full of disappointment. "I had some doubts when the altar didn't activate on time."

“Even when you exhausted your mental energy to activate the altar ahead of schedule, I never doubted you. On the contrary, I trusted you even more.”

"But in the end, I still kept my guard up and decided to test you."

"The result was truly unexpected."

As she spoke, Yiyu walked to the altar, and the [Pearl of the Sea of ​​Essence] in her hand exploded instantly, with endless spiritual power surging into the altar once again.

With the Great Xia Sword Saint out in the field, there must be someone to stop him, and the God of the Underworld is the best choice.

The Pearl of the Sea of ​​Essence exploded, and the intense mental shock sent Shen Qingzhu, who was consumed by extreme self-blame, flying several meters away and crashing into the basement wall.

"Although the altar was destroyed, the [Source Conductor] below it is still intact. As long as this spiritual energy is absorbed, the Underworld God Altar will be activated."

Yiyu turned to look at Shen Qingzhu and shook her head, "You undercover agents will ultimately fail!"

The moment the words fell.

After absorbing the rich spiritual power of the Pearl of the Sea of ​​Essence, the altar, which had been split in two by the sword energy, condensed into a black sphere of light on the altar.

Then, the black sphere of light gradually expanded, and a hole appeared at the top of the sphere, from which a jet-black light shot into the sky, piercing straight into the clouds.

Ok?

In the sky, Zhou Ping, who was flying on his sword, suddenly narrowed his eyes when he saw the black pillar of light.

As the black beam of light shot into the sky, the entire sky above Lintang City immediately turned pitch black, as black as a mirror.

A mirror image reflecting the city below floats above the clouds, and what's even more bizarre is that... this mirror image is solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, dense death energy poured down from the sky, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

A chilling wind swept through.

Jiang Ye and his seven companions, who had rushed to the abandoned manor below, looked at the city reflected in the sky, their expressions immediately becoming extremely solemn.

"It has recovered?" Lin Qiye clenched his fists.

The others also frowned deeply.

Jiang Ye looked at the city's reflection in the sky, his face calm.

All of this was within his expectations, except that the ninth seat was unexpected...

In the original story, Yiyu was beaten to near death by Zhou Ping, who then used Nightmare to pull the Ninth Seat and Shen Qingzhu inside, which is why Shen Qingzhu was able to take advantage of his unpreparedness and kill him with the Soul-Severing Blade.

But now that the ramblings are at their peak, trying to use the same method would be extremely difficult.

Jiang Ye sighed, and a bright green divine light flashed in his palm, instantly enveloping the entire abandoned manor.

In the Eternal Realm, want to die? Sorry! You can't.

……

Underground altar.

As Yiyu watched the black pillar of light shoot into the sky, the city's illusory image in the sky was clearly visible through the sword marks.

An excited smile spread across his face. "It's done! Haha! Soon this city will become a ghost town!"

The altar to the god of the underworld summons Osiris, one of the Ennead of Egypt.

And that city mirror image in the sky is his Netherworld.

Before long, Osiris will destroy the existing order of Great Xia and create the Dark Age of the Ancient Gods that the Church of the Ancient Gods seeks!

With a face full of excitement, Yiyu stretched out her hands, "Our era is about to begin!"

Just as they were getting excited, Shen Qingzhu had already walked to the body of the Ninth Seat.

He knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he picked up the Ninth Seat, who was covered in blood, and looked at his face, which was completely devoid of color.

Shen Qingzhu grabbed her hair violently with her blood-stained hands, her eyes bloodshot.

"In the end, I can only watch my own brother die?!"

From the moment she discovered that the Ninth Seat was an undercover agent, to their subsequent mutual support and cooperation, Shen Qingzhu had long regarded the Ninth Seat as the only person she could confide in during her undercover life.

But now...

Shen Qingzhu lowered her head helplessly.

Just when despair was about to be extinguished, the Ninth Seat's body, covered in blood, slowly emitted an emerald green light, and the bloody hole in his abdomen visibly healed...