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

Great Xia, Shangjing City!

At the Night's Watch headquarters, a line of words hangs on the main entrance of the solemn black-clothed meeting room.

—Memorial Service for the Battle of Chennanguan.

A group of Night's Watchmen dressed in black suits, holding white chrysanthemums, walked into the venue with somber expressions.

They looked at the black and white photo frames in the hall and listened to the heartbreaking sobs of the deceased's family members.

Gradually, all the Night Watchmen's eyes welled up with tears.

Zuo Qing, dressed in a black suit, placed white chrysanthemums under the photo frames of all the members of the [Blue Rain] team.

Standing in front of the photo frame, I bowed my head in mourning.

Below the picture frame, there are not only white chrysanthemums, but also several medals.

Zuo Qing stood there for an unknown amount of time before finally saluting the [Blue Rain] team and leaving behind a damp patch of ground.

He picked up a bunch of white chrysanthemums, walked past the wall covered with black and white photo frames, and stopped behind a silver-haired girl.

Zuo Qing was slightly taken aback. After hesitating for a moment, she stepped forward and placed the white chrysanthemum under Ye Fan's photo frame.

“I didn’t expect you to come back,” he said.

The silver-haired girl turned her head away, her hands clenched tightly. "How...how did he die!"

Zuo Qing remained silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice about the Battle of Chennan Pass to Ji Nian.

Memorial stood there, listening without moving.

The only response to Zuo Qing was the sound of tears hitting the floor.

“I know.” Ji Nian wiped the corner of her eye with her snow-white arm.

Then, she turned and walked towards the entrance of the memorial service venue.

“Jinian, are you really still leaving?” Zuo Qing suddenly asked.

I paused, realizing, "Yes! I should be leaving now?"

The Temple of the Gods, Olympus, Asgard... none of them posed a threat to Great Xia anymore, and the Upper Evil Society had no work to do.

But I have another goal, and that is... to go home!

"Zuo Qing, send someone to take over the Shangxie Society. I need to find Lin Qiye."

Ji Nian tossed Zuo Qing an Evil Decree and walked out of the venue.

Zuo Qing looked at the injured Shang Xieling and sighed.

beep.

Ok?

Zuo Qing took out his phone from his pocket and walked out of the venue.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Commander Zuo, An Qingyu of the [Nightfall] squad has found the location of the Great Xia gods."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qing's expression changed. "Okay, I'll be right there!"

……

The border of the Great Xia Dynasty, [Chennan Pass].

In a hospital room, Jialan, dressed in a blue Hanfu, stood guard by Lin Qiye's bedside, his face growing increasingly grim.

A week has passed, and Qi Ye shows no sign of waking up.

She could tell that Lin Qiye's consciousness had fallen into a deep sleep, and at first she thought it was because Lin Qiye's body could not withstand Jiang Ye's power.

However, as time went by, Lin Qiye's consciousness did not awaken at all; instead, it became increasingly subdued.

"Jiang Ye! What have you done!?"

Garan clenched his fists, his face contorted with rage.

With Jiang Ye's current strength, waking up Qi Ye should be a very simple matter.

But he didn't!

Why did he put Qiye to sleep? What was his purpose?

A surge of anger rose within Garan. "You really are no good!"

She grabbed Lin Qiye's hand and channeled her divine power into it.

But after a long while, there was no response whatsoever.

Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure it out, a familiar fluctuation of divine power came.

Jialan was taken aback and looked towards the front line of [Chennan Pass].

"Yelland!"

Chennan Pass Frontline.

"Jiang Er, continue!"

An Qingyu, whose body was covered in fleshy tumors, roared madly at Jiang Er.

Without hesitation, Jiang Er continued to wield his knife, cutting away all the contaminated parts of the Anqing fish.

In the end, only half a heart remained, suspended in mid-air.

Bang!

Jiang Er, extremely weak, dropped the straight knife to the ground. Wielding the knife at her lover had put immense psychological pressure on her.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up at the half-heart.

"Qingyu, quickly use Rapid Regeneration to recover your body!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the half heart began to throb rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A scarlet eyeball emerged from it, its pupils rotating eerily.

Jiang Er's eyes widened, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, "Qing Yu..."

hum!

At that moment, an incomparably holy light suddenly shone on that half of the heart.

A piercing wail rang out, and the eerie crimson eyeball burst open.

Jiang Er was taken aback and looked up.

An elderly man in a grey-white robe with a kind face unleashed a holy light slash that grazed half of the heart, but caused no damage.

After the old man finished doing all this and saw that half of the heart was recovering, he felt relieved and landed next to Jiang Er.

"Senior, you are..."

“You can call me Yeland,” the old man said with a smile.

Yeland!

Jiang Er was shocked. That was the God of the Holy Church!

She suddenly felt awkward and asked in a low voice, "God is great..."

"You don't need to call me that. If you really don't want to call me by my name, you can call me Holy Lord."

Yeland interrupted, "Furthermore, I used Holy Light to extinguish the corruption on his body and severed the corrupted part of his soul."

"It may lead to a period of slumber, with some aftereffects, but it's not a big problem."

Then, Yeland handed a ray of holy light to Jiang Er, saying, "You can use it to guide the gods of Great Xia back."

Jiang Er took it somewhat bewilderedly, looking at the incomparably holy light in her palm.

But when she looked up again, Yeland had already disappeared.

Jiang Er looked around but couldn't find any trace of Him.

"Jiang Er..."

At this moment, after rapidly regenerating, An Qingyu recovered her body and spoke with an extremely pale face.

"The gods of the Great Xia are here..."

Jiang Er quickly stepped forward and hugged An Qingyu, listening intently.

After An Qingyu finished recounting the positions of the gods of the Great Xia Dynasty, she fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Er listened with a vague understanding, and finally looked at the holy light given by Yeland, silently recited the location given by An Qingyu, and then unleashed the holy light.

The ray of holy light danced in mid-air for a moment, gradually forming a sacred portal.

An aura of antiquity and chaos emanated from the portal.

……

On the other side of the border.

"Lin Qiye has fallen into a deep sleep, what... what's going on?"

Yeland frowned slightly after hearing Garan's description.

"What else could it be? It's because Jiang Ye possessed Qi Ye." Jia Lan said in an unfriendly tone.

Yeland paused for a moment, then said, "Take me to see."

Garan brought Yeland to Lin Qiye's hospital room.

Yeland walked to the bedside and reached out to touch Lin Qiye's forehead.

But the longer he touched him, the more serious his expression became.

"How is it?" After ten minutes, Garan finally couldn't help but ask.

Yeland slowly withdrew his hand, his face extremely grim.

"Lin Qiye's consciousness has been sealed, and it is being constantly eroded, to the point of extreme weakness."

Upon hearing this, Garan trembled, his voice shaking as he said, "This...this is Him?"

Yeland nodded and said in a deep voice.

"He is awakening!"