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

"Hey, Captain, the police just reported that the tavern owner, who was the witness, just bought a plane ticket and left Cangnan."

Chen Muyi, who was investigating the crime scene of the other victims, immediately darkened his face upon hearing Wu Xiangnan's words.

Should we leave Cangnan at this time?

"Xiangnan, notify the police to stop the plane carrying the bar owner at the airport. Witnesses cannot leave until the case is closed."

"Okay Captain."

After hanging up, Chen Muye called Wen Qimo again.

The tavern owner leaving Cangnan at this time is definitely suspicious.

"Qi Mo..."

"Captain, let me tell you first. Jiang Ye made a significant discovery on the video recorder just now."

Chen Muyi was taken aback. "What discovery?"

"The audio in the video recorder was deliberately played backwards to interfere with our deductions. I think the owner of this video recorder, the tavern owner, has a serious problem."

Upon hearing Wen Qimo's words, Chen Muye instantly recalled the scene from the video recording.

If it were placed upside down, the severed fingers, the nails stuck in the body... would all become a process of a dead person rapidly recovering.

In other words, there are no ghosts or monsters at all, but rather a person with a kind of forbidden realm that possesses [super-speed regeneration].

Chen Muye was somewhat surprised; they had looked for so long without noticing it, yet Jiang Ye had spotted it at a glance.

This kid... is pretty versatile.

But now is not the time to think about these things. He hurriedly said, "Qi Mo, go to Cangnan Airport now. The tavern owner has booked a flight for tonight. We absolutely cannot let him leave Cangnan."

"Yes, Captain!"

Cangnan Airport.

"Dear passengers, boarding for flight XXXXXX departing from Cangnan and bound for XXX will begin at 3:02. Please bring your identification documents..."

In the waiting room, the pub owner, wearing a top hat, sat in his seat, watching the time tick by on his watch.

He paid no heed to the noise around him, immersed in the joy of resurrecting the great Lord Belkland and about to gain powerful divine strength.

He slowly took out the crystal ball from inside his suit jacket, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

His eyes were filled with excitement as he gazed at the crystal ball emitting a soft glow.

Tonight, my great Belkland...

Ok?

The tavern owner suddenly noticed that something was missing from the crystal ball. He quickly brought the crystal ball to his eyes and took a closer look.

Instantly, his eyes widened, and blood vessels began to appear.

Inside the crystal ball, there was no longer any trace of Belkrand; it was just an ordinary crystal ball.

"How is this possible! How is this possible?!"

The tavern owner looked on in disbelief. He had checked again before leaving, confirming that the great Lord Belkland was inside.

Upon careful recollection, he realized that the crystal ball's placement seemed slightly off.

In other words, what I received was fake.

The crystal ball that truly contained Lord Belkland has been stolen?

"asshole!"

boom!

The tavern owner suddenly tightened his grip on the crystal ball, and in an instant, the crystal ball transformed into a ball of blue and white energy, disappearing into his palm.

The tavern owner didn't pay much attention; he was preoccupied with where the real crystal ball was.

"Let's go back to the residence first."

He suddenly stood up from his seat and rushed out of the security checkpoint, and no one stopped him.

He looked at the time on his watch, his anxiety growing. If he missed Lord Belkland's revival, he would be committing a grave sin.

Ding!

"stop!"

Just as they stepped out of the airport gate, Wen Qimo suddenly rushed out, drew his sword, and blocked the tavern owner's path.

The latter paused, releasing a powerful spiritual force. "You brat from the Chi Realm, you dare to disturb the great Lord Belkland's revival! You deserve to die!"

Wen Qimo was taken aback; this fluctuation of mental power was at the 'Chuan' realm.

He frowned, realizing that he had no chance of winning against the opponent in the Chi Realm and the Chuan Realm.

But at times like these, we must not back down.

Wen Qimo gripped the long sword tightly with both hands, staring intently at the tavern owner's every move, his palms sweating profusely.

"If you don't retreat, then die."

The tavern owner took off his top hat, a gust of cold wind blew by, and behind him, the Ten Ghost Children slowly walked away.

Then, it split into two, then into four...

Soon after, ten ghost children stood in front of the tavern owner.

"Go and kill him."

Hehehe!

A sinister laugh rang out, and the Ten Ghost Children charged out on command, heading towards Wen Qimo's direction.

Wen Qimo, wielding a long sword, moved nimbly, dodging the first three and repelling the other two with two strikes.

Then, a strange light flashed in Wen Qimo's eyes.

Possessed by inner demons

Instantly, the remaining five ghost children froze in place, motionless.

Wen Qimo seized the opportunity, took a few steps forward, and swung his knife at the tavern owner.

Pfft!

The blade sliced ​​across the tavern owner's neck, and his head fell to the ground with a thud.

"So easy?" Wen Qimo asked, somewhat puzzled.

But when he saw that the tavern owner's body had not fallen and that not a drop of blood was flowing from his neck, his pupils instantly contracted.

At this moment, the Ten-Cut Demon Child rushed up again.

The tavern owner's head, which had fallen to the ground, was connected to his body by a strange thread. In an instant, the head flew up and returned to his body, while the wound on his neck continued to heal.

The tavern owner smiled contemptuously, then released his mental energy rapidly, controlling the ten ghost children to rush towards Wen Qimo.

"Game over... What is this?!"

Zizi!

Just as the tavern owner was about to end the game, a burst of blue and white energy exploded from his body.

He shuddered, remembering the crystal ball from earlier, and his pupils contracted instantly.

A agonizing, corrosive sensation coursed through my body; the intense heat caused my flesh and blood to gradually evaporate…

"Damn it, I've run into a shady character..."

boom!

With a loud explosion, the tavern owner's body exploded like a firecracker, and the Ten-Cut Ghost Child seemed to lose his soul, falling to the ground with a few thuds.

Wen Qimo, who had taken several steps back, stared at the scene in utter bewilderment.

What? I didn't do anything, and you were so scared you exploded?

He slowly walked to the spot where the tavern owner had stood, now reduced to rubble.

After observing carefully for a while, I couldn't see any external interference.

Wen Qimo was instantly filled with self-doubt, touching his face, "Could it be that I exploded because I'm so handsome?"

After a moment of self-admiration, he shook his head slightly, finding the unclear and amusing nature of his victory somewhat laughable.

Jingle Bell--

Just then, my phone rang.

Wen Qimo took out the phone and answered, "Hello, Captain."

"Qi Mo, stop the tavern owner immediately. Xiang Nan has found out that he's planning a sacrifice—to kill everyone on that plane..."

"Captain, stop for a moment, I've already taken care of the tavern owner," Wen Qimo interrupted.

Chen Muyi fell into a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, oh, well... never mind. By the way, according to Xiangnan, the tavern owner is at least a 'Sichuan' realm cultivator. How did you manage to defeat him?"

Wen Qimo said helplessly, "I've never fought him."

"That……"

"He deliberately exposed himself."

Chen Muye: "?"