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

The western border, the top of a snow-capped mountain.

"Heavenly Venerable One, we...we're not going to help?"

Standing on the snow, Han Shaoyun gazed solemnly at the distant battle of gods, hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

The blue and white phantom's gaze swept lightly over the battlefield and the northern border of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it slowly shook its head.

"I am unable to take action right now."

"And...help? How can you help with your current combat strength?"

Jiang Ye glanced at him and said, "Someone will handle this. Don't fight a losing battle. Don't forget your pregnant wife is waiting for you to come home."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Han Shaoyun fell silent.

Looking at the border sky not far away, dark thunderclouds surged in layers, and the aftershocks of the energy collision stirred up gusts of wind that whistled past my ears.

Finally, his gaze fell on the black stone tablet standing in the middle, and the scene of the gods of the Great Xia sacrificing themselves to become the tablet reappeared in his mind.

A barely perceptible glint flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly raised his head.

"Heavenly Venerable, could you... grant me this power one last time?"

Jiang Ye frowned. "This is not just a war of gods, but a forced alteration of fate. If you go... you will die!"

Upon hearing this, Han Shaoyun was slightly taken aback and fell silent.

Jiang Ye sighed; his warning was not an exaggeration.

Previous plot revisions were all done in a different way and did not bring any crisis to the Great Xia Dynasty.

This plot revision has clearly plunged the Great Xia Dynasty into crisis.

It wasn't aimed at the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty, but at those he had saved; the master of fate wanted to return to the original plot all at once.

Ye Fan, Han Shaoyun, Lan Yu, the medium, the masked man... will all die in this crisis.

Jiang Ye looked at Han Shaoyun, and a ray of blue-white light flew into his brow. "I grant you an ability that can help you overcome this tribulation and go home..."

"Heavenly Venerable, I want to go!" Suddenly, Han Shaoyun, who had been silent for a while, spoke up.

Jiang Ye was taken aback, and frowned slightly. "Why?"

"I cannot do what the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty did, sacrificing themselves to become monuments for the sake of hundreds of millions of people."

Han Shaoyun revealed a determined look in his eyes, "But I am a citizen of Great Xia, one of the hundreds of millions of people saved by the gods of Great Xia. With calamity approaching, I cannot stand idly by."

"So you're going to make your unborn child lose its father? And make your wife a widow for you?" Jiang Ye said seriously.

Han Shaoyun shuddered, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes.

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a tearful smile, and said, "Heavenly Venerable, if I die, please tell 'Qingqing' that the father of my child... sacrificed himself for the country!"

Whoosh!

A gust of wind and snow swept by, and Han Shaoyun's body transformed into a flurry of snowflakes, filling the sky.

Jiang Ye gazed at the snow falling in the dark sky, sighed deeply, and a mysterious decree slowly appeared in his palm...

……

A blizzard swept in.

Holding a silver-white halberd, Han Shaoyun traveled with the wind to the border battlefield.

Just as he was about to reach it, a stream of dark yellow light flew into his brow.

—Han Shaoyun, the northern part of the Great Xia Dynasty has been attacked by three Indian gods. I request that you, senior, take charge of the situation.

—If you are unwilling, please ask you to buy them some time…

The divine thought that echoed in his mind made Han Shaoyun pause, hovering in mid-air.

He suddenly turned around and looked towards the north of the Great Xia, his expression turning solemn.

Han Shaoyun dared not linger and returned to the top of the snow mountain in an instant, but Jiang Ye had already disappeared.

The only divine light he could summon had already been used.

So now he doesn't know how to find Jiang Ye.

Han Shaoyun frowned. The Egyptian gods had come to destroy the national sacred monument.

Therefore, the Indian gods must have come for this reason, and the outer gods used a feint to attack the Great Xia!

Moreover, the western and northern borders are 4000 kilometers apart, making it impossible to provide support in the short term.

The Great Xia's top combat forces are currently all located on the western border.

In other words, the northern border is unguarded...

Han Shaoyun was startled, and a ruthless glint slowly rose in his eyes.

"Hopefully... I can stall for a while."

"All Things, Make a Wish, Go to the Northern Border of Great Xia".

Han Shaoyun used the ability granted to him by Jiang Ye to go to the northern border of Great Xia, which means that his only means of killing gods is gone.

The moment he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot.

At the top of the snow-capped mountain, a gust of wind swept by, and snowflakes scattered all over the sky.

……

Northern border of Daxia.

The plateau, shrouded in mist and swirling with snow, seems to be naturally divided by an invisible dividing line.

The pale mist seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to penetrate even an inch.

At the edge of the mist, pairs of eyes of various colors suddenly opened, their sockets flashing red light.

Not just in one place, but along the entire northern border, there were eyes flashing red light.

woohoo...

A gust of wind howled, stirring up the pale mist, and three figures flew out from the mist.

The leader was dressed in magnificent attire, wearing a crown and holding a ritual implement symbolizing power and order.

He is Varuna, the Hindu god of water.

On either side are, in order, Surya, the Indian sun god, and Vayu, the wind god.

“Varuna, the border of Great Xia is truly unguarded, with only a few miscellaneous soldiers at the fortress. It seems that Brahma’s prophecy was true.” Wind God Fayou looked at the distant territory of Great Xia and laughed.

The sun god Surya showed a look of surprise, "When we arrived, there wasn't even a single Great Xia god. They really left Great Xia."

Varuna nodded slightly, and the short staff in his hand emitted a faint light that shot into the mist.

"I have sent the news of the departure of the gods of Great Xia back to the Temple of the Gods. Brahma will immediately send the gods here. Today is the day of the destruction of Great Xia."

After delivering the message, Varuna looked at Suriya and said, "Use your light to find the location of the Great Xia National Guardian Stele. Let's clear the way first."

Surie raised an eyebrow, and the golden fur on his body shone with an incomparably dazzling light, instantly covering the entire northern border of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Under the blinding sunlight, tender plant buds sprouted from the pristine snow, their light radiating warmth and vitality.

As the blinding sunlight shone through, the black stone tablet hidden in the void slowly revealed its clear outline.

"found it!"

Surya looked to the left, gathered a ball of light, and smashed it onto the faintly visible stone tablet.

In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and the black stone tablet came into full view of the three gods.

With a wave of his short staff, the water god Falouna caused a whirlpool of water to appear around the black stone tablet, as if to crush it.

Boom!

However, the divine power on the surface of the National Guardian Stele trembled, directly turning the vortex into a sky full of water vapor.

Upon seeing this, the three gods frowned slightly.

“It seems that this national guardian stele is not so easy to destroy,” Fayou said.

Varuna snorted coldly, "Let's join forces. I want to see how many times this stone tablet can withstand it."

The other two gods nodded, and their divine power erupted.

Just as they were about to make their move, a voice came from the sky.

"Vientiane - Great Wind Disaster!"

As soon as the voice fell, a whirlwind swept up snow in front of the black stone tablet, blocking the three Indian gods.

Upon seeing this, Varuna frowned and looked at a blurry figure in the whirlwind formed by the wind and snow.

"Who are you...a human?"

He could still sense divine power just now, but now he only feels human energy.

The blizzard whipped up by the storm swirled wildly in the air.

A man in a silver robe, holding a silver halberd, slowly emerged from the wind and snow.

"Han Shaoyun, a mortal from the Great Xia Dynasty."

"We request to fight the Indian gods!"