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

On a hill in the western border of the Great Xia Dynasty, where snow was falling from the sky.

Han Shaoyun stared blankly at the disconnected phone for a long time.

He knew why 'Qingqing' had said such harsh words.

Even though Ye Fan went to great lengths to get out of the fasting place after being captured by the Church of the Ancient Gods and forced to become a believer, he was still deeply affected by the situation.

He still couldn't shake off the stigma of being a 'traitor,' and became an outcast in the eyes of the other Night's Watch members.

It became their topic of conversation after dinner, no matter how hard he tried to explain himself.

The things I did back then were because of the soul contract of 'talking'.

However, once prejudices are formed in people's hearts, they are difficult to eliminate.

In addition, his sudden departure from the Night Watch and the murder of members of the Church of the Ancients who were hiding in the recruit training camp led to a misunderstanding with Zuo Qing.

Qingqing, who is pregnant, must be enduring all sorts of public pressure...

Han Shaoyun slowly lowered his hand, a look of exhaustion on his face.

Traitor... I'm not a traitor!

He slowly clenched his fist, shook his head, and shook off the worries.

The most urgent task now is to hand over the 'Eternal Life Pill' to Jiang Ye, and then go back and explain things to 'Qingqing'.

I also want to see... the child who hasn't been born yet.

Thinking of this, Han Shaoyun slowly loosened his fist, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He turned around, his silver-white robes fluttering in the wind.

Whoosh...

Just as he was about to use the Divine Ruins to leave, the sound of countless shooting stars streaking across the sky rang in his ears.

Han Shaoyun was taken aback and quickly turned his head to look.

At the vast, boundless horizon, auspicious rays of light shot into the sky, and the weather suddenly changed.

At the majestic summit of Kunlun, amidst swirling clouds and mist, cranes uttered mournful cries.

Not only Kunlun Mountain, but also countless streams of light in the sky from all directions headed towards the western border.

It feels like heading to somewhere...

Han Shaoyun looked surprised, his eyes flashing with a faint blue-white light.

"All Things, Sharp Eyes".

The original blue and white were replaced by golden light, and he could see everything in the flowing light.

"That is……"

In the distant western misty border skies, from the mythology of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Queen Mother of the West, the Purple Star Lord, the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess, the Clean Altar Messenger…

Countless immortals of the Great Xia Dynasty, who only existed in mythology, suddenly appeared.

Han Shaoyun's eyes widened, but with his keen eyesight, he quickly realized that they were not the real immortals of the Great Xia Dynasty, but rather phantoms.

"Could something have happened at Kunlun Ruins?" he wondered, frowning.

After all, when entering Kunlun Ruins, they encountered an agent of an outer god, who must have come to investigate the true nature of the Great Xia Dynasty.

A phantom image... Could it be...?

Han Shaoyun thought for a moment, and his eyes brightened slightly.

Was the Peach Banquet also an illusion? In other words, the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty were no longer in Great Xia.

Han Shaoyun looked at the horizon, where countless colorful streaks of light rushed toward the western border, and he fell into deep thought.

After a while, his figure transformed into wind and snow, heading towards the western border.

……

Near the National Guardian Stele on the western border.

The teams of 【Masked】【Medium】【Phoenix】【Blue Rain】, dressed in gray, black, gold, and blue cloaks respectively, stood in front of the border.

In front of them were Ye Fan, Lu Wuwei, Master Chen sitting in the carriage, and 'Guan Zai' squatting to the side, playing games with Yuri Takishiro, who had been brought back from Japan.

"Ye Fan, the top combat forces of Great Xia are all guarding the western border. What if something happens in other places?"

Master Chen, sitting in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at Ye Fandao, who was wearing a dark red cloak.

Ye Fan frowned deeply, staring at the pale mist ahead, and spoke solemnly.

“The western part of Great Xia is the closest place to the Sun City of Egypt. The Celestial Venerable predicts... that something will happen here.”

"And... what we are facing is... God."

Upon hearing this, all four special teams, including Master Chen and Lu Wuwei, felt a jolt in their hearts.

Even if they didn't know the reason, Ye Fan's solemn words made them realize that what followed would be a very fierce battle.

"The border is so dangerous, why are those new recruits still kept in the border defense company?" Lu Wuwei asked, puzzled.

Ye Fan gazed at the sky and slowly said, "This is the last lesson we, their predecessors, are giving them!"

Upon hearing this, everyone understood Ye Fan's meaning and stopped questioning him.

woohoo...

Just as everyone fell silent, two streaks of divine light flew over their heads.

Click!

The sky darkened, with dark clouds surging and flashing with lightning.

Amidst the thunder, two figures appeared and disappeared, one wielding a hammer and drill, the other holding two lightning divine shields from the Goddess of Lightning.

Click! Click! …

As the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess moved, thick bolts of lightning struck the edge of the spreading mist from within the thunderclouds.

Those who saw it up close couldn't help but show expressions of shock.

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, the invisible wall that had blocked the mist disappeared, and the pale, world-destroying mist surged into the territory of Great Xia like a flood.

In just a short while, Ye Fan and his group were enveloped.

Everyone was startled and instinctively wanted to escape the fog immediately.

"Don't panic, this isn't real, it's an illusion!"

Ye Fan reached out his hand, but the mist enveloping them did not corrode them.

Upon hearing this, everyone tried it out and found it to be true.

"The Thunder God and Lightning Goddess from the Great Xia mythology! How majestic! And over there is Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, he's really as fat as a pig..."

After realizing there was no danger, Xia Simeng of the Phoenix Squad looked up at the sky and exclaimed in surprise.

Meanwhile, the people standing to the side were all speechless.

In the sky, Taiyi Zhenren, who had arrived riding on auspicious clouds, adjusted his trousers and was about to cast a spell to try and stop the fog from spreading.

Xia Simeng's words reached his ears.

"Who's judging me? They have no idea how handsome I am with my baby fat."

Taiyi Zhenren waved his whisk, struck a dashing pose, and was about to see who had just spoken.

But then, a figure wearing a golden cassock and riding on a somersault cloud flew by, stirring up a gust of wind.

The wind instantly messed up Taiyi Zhenren's hairstyle.

"Monkey head."

Taiyi Zhenren tidied his handsome hair and caught up with him.

The appearance of the Victorious Fighting Buddha instantly attracted the attention of Lin Qiye, who was following Yang Jian in the distance.

Brother Monkey?

He looked ahead at the Victorious Fighting Buddha, who was riding on a somersault cloud and wearing a cassock, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Go if you want to. Looks like you know that monkey, bro."

Yang Jian, who was standing to the side, spoke up.

Lin Qiye was taken aback and turned to look at Yang Jian.

Sun Wukong is currently a patient in the Gods' Mental Hospital. Understanding his past might help speed up his treatment.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, after it's over, let's go home together."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile.

Lin Qiye rode his somersault cloud toward the border where the mist was spreading.

The mist in the silhouette of time is not pale white now, but pitch black, and you can feel the deathly stillness just by looking at it.

As Lin Qiye approached the mist, more and more Great Xia gods gathered around him.

The Thunder God and Lightning Goddess, who arrived first with several Golden Immortals, bombarded the mist with lightning for a long time, but to no avail.

With grim expressions, they flew to the avatar of the Queen Mother of the West and bowed in shame.

"Your Majesty, we are incompetent..."

The Queen Mother of the West, clad in a gilded phoenix robe, shook her head slightly. "It's not your fault. Rest over there."

She walked lightly forward a few steps, then suddenly sensed something and turned to look at Lin Qiye.

"Lin Qiye, come to my side."

Lin Qiye, who was following the Victorious Fighting Buddha, paused upon hearing these words.

He looked at the incomparably noble Queen Mother of the West, and had no choice but to ride his somersault cloud to her side.

"Your Majesty," Lin Qiye bowed respectfully.

The Queen Mother of the West nodded slightly. "I used the Kunlun Realm to recreate this scene, and Yang Jian should have told you about it."

Lin Qiye nodded, "Your Majesty wishes to use this scene to awaken the spiritual power within the millions of swords of Kunlun Mountain."

The Queen Mother of the West's beautiful eyes reflected the pitch-black mist and the scene of the Great Xia gods blocking the mist.

"In the mortal realm, one can only forge the blade. To imbue the sword with spirit, one must infuse it with 'intention' and let the sword 'feel'."

"With the unwavering resolve of the gods of the Great Xia to protect all living beings, and by letting the sword perceive emotions, one can achieve spiritual communion with the divine!"

Lin Qiye's eyes widened slightly as he followed the Queen Mother of the West's gaze...

Before the world-destroying fog, many of the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty had already arrived.

The immortals watched as their divine power, which was emanating from them, dimmed rapidly upon contact with the pitch-black mist.

Suddenly, three divine figures burst out from the mist, their divine light extremely dim.

The moment it flew out of the mist, it was like a bird that had lost its wings, falling to the ground.

They clutched their necks and coughed violently, black mist billowing from their mouths, devouring their divine power.

Upon seeing this, Jade Cauldron Immortal and Taiyi Immortal rushed over and helped the three of them up.

"Senior brothers, are you alright?"

With a flick of his whisk, Jade Cauldron Immortal enveloped Yellow Dragon Immortal, Guang Chengzi, and others, healing their injuries.

"No need, no need, this black mist cannot be dispelled with divine power," said Huanglong Zhenren, his face pale.

"Senior brothers, what's going on with this foggy situation?" asked Master Taiyi.

Guang Chengzi exhaled several breaths of black mist and said in a weak voice, "The situation is very bad. Not only can this black mist devour divine power, but strange monsters are also attacking from within it."

If we hadn't reacted quickly, we would probably have been exhausted of divine power and torn to pieces by the demon.