Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

Lin Qiye hadn't recovered from the scene just now. He had witnessed Zhao Kongcheng's breathtaking slash, but compared to Su Ming's stick strike, it was nothing.

Although he did not activate his Divine Ruins, he did not sense the presence of the person behind him when the long staff stabbed him. Now, he saw Su Ming walking over as if nothing had happened, and his voice was full of energy.

Comparing this to Zhao Kongcheng lying in his arms at this moment, he felt only disbelief.

"I'm not late at all; in fact, I think it's just right," Su Ming explained, staring at the Ghost-Faced King who was recovering.

Zhao Kongcheng naturally didn't understand the meaning behind Su Ming's words. Despite being on the verge of death, he still asked arrogantly, "Do you know what forbidden realm I've awakened?"

"The Divine Ruins? Which god chose you?"

"Cough cough cough, Su Ming, I'm about to die, can't you make me happy?" Zhao Kongcheng coughed in anger, then sighed, "It's the Forbidden Ruins [Eliminating Life and Flashing Moon]. If I had awakened normally, I could have killed that Ghost Face King all by myself."

Zhao Kongcheng faintly sensed the ground beginning to tremble slightly: "Xiao Su, I'm leaving the Ghost Face King to you. If I fall asleep later, remember to give me fewer beauties."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming turned around and glanced at Zhao Kongcheng, who looked like he was about to die, with a cigarette already soaked by the rain in his mouth, as he lay in Lin Qiye's arms.

"How about I help you? Although I'm currently lacking in divine power, I can still help you," Lin Qiye solemnly reminded Su Ming.

"No need, leave it to me. Just take good care of the person in your arms and make sure he dies happily."

"I......"

Just as Lin Qiye was about to continue speaking, the masked man in the distance saw Su Ming turn around, and the ghost face on his chest revealed a disgusting and bloodthirsty smile. He could sense that the young man who had just repelled him was a level below him in terms of cultivation.

Then, the ground beneath his feet instantly exploded. His figure rushed towards Su Ming like a ghost, stopping just before reaching Su Ming. A ghost-faced barrier quickly unfolded beneath his feet, [Ghost Face Earth] activated.

A strong sense of dizziness overwhelmed Su Ming's mind. The world seemed to merge together in chaos, like a primordial, unborn universe. The densely packed fragmented scenes before him made it impossible to discern directions or recognize the world around him.

The sound of Ghost King's footsteps came from all directions, and the sound of his rapid running assaulted his eardrums.

The rain kept pelting down from the sky. Su Ming licked the raindrops from the corner of his mouth. He already knew how to break the Ghost Face Earthly Appearance, but he had a more violent and crushing way to do so.

Su Ming's eyes shone with golden light, his gaze sharp and intense. Within his perception range, he could clearly sense every movement of the Ghost-Faced King.

Then he slowly closed his eyes, and a golden light was hidden within.

Seeing Su Ming gradually return to normal, Ghost-Faced King, who had just been frightened by the golden light, also calmed down. In his forbidden realm, closing his eyes was the normal reaction for these human ants.

With a low growl, the Ghost-Faced King launched himself forward with terrifying kinetic energy, his restored claws aimed straight for Su Ming's head.

The rain kept washing over the foul-smelling, chaotic ground.

Su Ming had been waiting for a long time, and with a gentle wave of his golden cudgel, he blocked the Ghost-Faced King's attack.

Despite the seemingly weak attack, the Demon King was not knocked away this time, but his body continued to tremble, and the demon mask on his chest kept spitting out foul-smelling blood.

His legs trembled so badly that he knelt on the ground, and the ghostly face instantly vanished.

Zhao Kongcheng and Lin Qiye also emerged from the Ghost Face King's abode, their faces pale as they stared at the Ghost Face King kneeling before Su Ming ten meters away.

"Has his strength reached this level? He's only at the Zhan Realm." Zhao Kongcheng exclaimed inwardly.

"Can I become as strong as him?" Lin Qiye murmured as he looked at Su Ming's strength.

Su Ming looked at the masked king in front of him with a mocking smile and said sarcastically, "How long are you going to keep up this act?"

He then took a deep breath, as if some ancient power was awakened within him. The golden cudgel emitted a dazzling golden light, illuminating the surroundings and dispelling all gloom. Immediately afterward, he flashed through the air like lightning, striking the monster's vitals.

"Take this from me, Old Su!"

After Su Ming let out a roar from the bottom of his heart, the Golden Cudgel instantly expanded several times its original size, carrying an overwhelming force, and suddenly smashed into the body of the Ghost-Faced King.

As the golden cudgel grew ever larger in front of him, Ghost-Faced King's trembling legs suddenly sprang to his feet, and he turned and fled swiftly, his figure resembling a headless turtle.

No matter how he tried to dodge, the stick still struck his back.

His body trembled violently, and then he flew backward at an incredible speed, tracing a long parabola, letting out a series of miserable roars.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Kongcheng smiled and said, "Your two blows caused too much of a commotion. Squad 136 will have a lot of trouble cleaning up afterward."

"It's alright, Lao Zhao. Aren't you our cleanup specialist? I'll leave it to you," Su Ming said.

Zhao Kongcheng said irritably, "We used to clean up the mess together. Now that you've risen to the top, I'm about to rise to the top too. You guys will have to deal with me. Hahaha."

The Ghost King's claws trembled again as he lay on the ground, and he got up again. This time, he didn't rush forward, but instead fled towards the sewer that had just appeared.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Although he didn't swing the bat many times, every attack he launched was meticulously planned and executed with all his might. And he was only at the Zhan Realm.

Su Ming now felt as if his arms no longer belonged to him, and his brain was starting to feel dizzy from constantly needing to stay focused. His divine power was almost completely drained. His chest rose and fell slightly, each heartbeat like a death knell.

"Brother Su, hit the demon mask on his chest, that's his weak point," Lin Qiye reminded him.

Su Ming then realized that the masked man had been protecting his mask, and every time he was hit by a stick, it was either the back of his head or another part of his body.

"You think you can escape after this blow?"

The raindrops pattered against the golden cudgel, making a clanging sound.

The hand gripping the golden cudgel tightened more and more.

His eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

With a light touch of his feet, Su Ming shot forward like an arrow, his speed astonishing, leaving only a faint golden afterimage.

The golden cudgel drew a graceful arc in the air, like a golden dragon soaring through the sky. Then, he suddenly lowered his arm, and the tip of the golden cudgel drew a perfect circle in the air.

Su Ming's eyes widened, and all his strength seemed to concentrate at the tip of the golden cudgel. He thrust his arm forward suddenly, and the golden cudgel shot forward like a golden lightning bolt with incredible speed and power.