After leaving the world of all NPCs

"God?"

"Or the Godslayer?"

"Or a transcendent from the netherworld?"

While thinking, the coffee cup turned gently between his fingers, and the hot steam condensed into white mist in the cold carriage.

Amakasu Touma stood in the middle of the aisle and silently took back the business card.

The carriage fell into a brief silence, with only the regular vibration sound of the train moving.

"What does your boss, Sayamiya, want from me?"

Ye Zuochen finally spoke, his voice so calm that no emotion could be heard.

However, he used Chinese.

Touma Amakasu twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an expression that was not quite a smile. He did not answer immediately, but took out a pack of wrinkled cigarettes from his inner pocket and lit one directly.

Smoke filled the carriage, mixing with the bitter aroma of coffee.

This is provocation.

As a shrewd person, Amakasu Touma knew from Ye Zuochen's words that the other party was testing him.

So he chose to light a cigarette as a way to test the young man and at the same time suppress him with his aura.

"About 1.75 meters tall, estimated to be 15 years old. There are no signs of training on his body, nor does he emit the slightest fluctuation of magical energy..."

I secretly evaluated it in my heart.

Amakasu Touma made three preparations at the same time.

The exchange of words.

A sudden and violent grab.

Escape is impossible.

Seeing that Amakasu Touma didn't say anything, Ye Zuochen simply put down his coffee and said, "Forget it. There's no need to waste time talking to you."

"Ok?"

Amakasu Touma's pupils suddenly contracted.

The cigarette at my fingertips suddenly became suspended as if weightless, and the ash shattered into countless motionless particles before my eyes.

The roof disappeared.

No.

The entire physical structure of the car silently melted away as if being erased with an eraser.

In its place was a pitch-black vacuum and dazzling nebulae.

The hem of his suit floated upward against gravity, and his eardrums felt a sharp pain from the sudden change in air pressure, but he could not hear his own heartbeat.

"Is this... outer space?!" Before his mind could process this absurd conclusion, an even more terrifying scene came into view.

The boy sitting opposite is "growing".

Ye Zuochen's fingertips were the first to break through the scale of cognition. The lines on his nails turned into canyons with ravines. His eyelashes swept across the void like towering trees, and the white mist he exhaled condensed into a star ring surrounding him.

To his horror, Amakasu Touma found himself suspended in a strange multi-dimensional space, like a bug trapped in amber.

The infinitely extending boundary of the universe formed a cube-shaped room, and Ye Zuochen's huge figure stood in the center of this space.

"It's small, but welcome to my room."

Ye Zuochen smiled casually, his voice like the echo of the universe.

He reached out and grabbed a marble-sized stone from his side, and flicked it lightly at Amakasu Touma.

A meteorite as big as the moon hit and killed Amakasu Touma.

002 Don't go out of the wooden door

The tops of the tall buildings were shrouded in mist.

Ye Zuochen stood on the edge of the roof of a building, his black hair gently blown by the night breeze, his eyes looking calmly into the distance, his fingertips gently raised, and a pop-up window appeared.

With a slight adjustment, Amakasu Touma, who had been crushed into powder, was condensed into shape again.

Bones, flesh, nerves...

Everything is reorganized by some force beyond common sense.

"call!"

Touma Amakasu's consciousness gradually returned, his vision refocused, and he suddenly fell to his knees, gasping violently, cold sweat soaking the lining of his suit.

His fingers trembled as he touched his chest.

Confirm that you are indeed alive and not some kind of illusion.

"I am dead?"

Then, memories came flooding back.

The darkness of the universe, Ye Zuochen's infinitely expanding figure, a moon-sized meteorite...

The pupils suddenly contracted and breathing almost stopped.

"Looks like I remember now."

There was no fluctuation in Ye Zuochen's tone, as if the annihilation and resurrection just now were just a trivial matter.

Amakasu Touma slowly raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, with countless thoughts surging in his mind.

He quickly calmed down. As a member of the official history compilation committee, he had seen many extraordinary beings, but this was the first time he had seen someone like Ye Zuochen who could control life and death and distort space at will.

"The netherworld... This must be a place similar to the netherworld!"

"In this space, he is a god. Any resistance is futile."

"Unless one's spiritual realm reaches the same level of enlightenment as a mage, it will be impossible to shake the laws of this alien world."

Amakasu Touma made a quick judgment and gave up all thoughts of testing and resistance.

The so-called underworld is a world between the realm of life and the realm of immortality.

A different dimension where spirit and soul are more important than matter.

Each space changes according to the preferences of the ruler.

God can even change the world.

But no matter how God uses his own power, the scope of harm is only within the space where God is.

Ye Zuochen is not a god.

But in this space, he possesses the same power as God.

——Change the world at will.

Amakasu Touma took a deep breath and lowered his head: "Thank you for your forgiveness."

Ye Zuochen did not respond to his thanks, but simply asked casually, "What did Sayamiya Xin send you here for?"

Amakasu Touma didn't hesitate and answered directly, "A nine-headed wooden dragon has landed in Tokyo Bay from the sea and is currently wreaking havoc. Saya has received word that its target is most likely you."

Ye Zuochen raised his eyebrows slightly and asked nonchalantly, "Why don't you ask the God Slayer to handle it?"

Amakasu Touma gave a wry smile, "You must be joking. Why would the king care about our tiny island nation?"

Ye Zuochen was silent for a moment, his eyes cast towards the night sky in the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked away.

"Go and tell Sayamiya Xin a message."

Amakasu Touma immediately focused his attention and waited for what was to come.

"As long as Susanoo swears to save my life, I will walk out of the wooden door immediately."

Amakasu Touma's heart was shaken, but he didn't show it on his face. He simply nodded respectfully, "I understand. I'll definitely pass on your message."

Ye Zuochen said no more and waved his hand.

Amakasu Touma felt his eyes go dark, and his body was pulled by some invisible force. The next moment, he was standing in front of a deserted wooden door.

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

I was expelled from that strange space.

We must contact Lord Sayamiya immediately!

Amakasu Touma quickly took out his cell phone and dialed his boss's number.

After the call was connected, he reported the situation briefly and clearly.

Especially the conditions proposed by Ye Zuochen.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Sayamiya Xin's calm voice was heard.

"I understand. I will ask for instructions."

After hanging up the phone, Amakasu Touma looked up at the sky. In the distance, he could vaguely see a huge black shadow tumbling in the clouds. It was the approaching nine-headed wooden dragon.

Hopefully...it's not too late.

He took a deep breath, turned around and rushed towards the headquarters of the Official History Compilation Committee.

……

This is the realm of life and death, a realm uninhabitable by humans.

Here, the soul weighs far more than the body.

The laws of the real world seem fragile and vague here.

An exquisite pavilion stands in the center of the courtyard, surrounded by meticulously trimmed pines and cypresses. The surface of the pond is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the illusory sky.

Wind chimes are hung on the eaves of the pavilion, but there is no wind to make them sound, because the space here is not dominated by nature, but is twisted and overlapped according to the will of the owner.

Inside the pavilion, three ancient beings were holding a meeting.

The old man sat in the main seat, his tall body almost occupying one side of the pavilion. He was only wearing a rough kimono with the collar casually open, revealing his rock-like bulging muscles.

His face was old, yet he held a wild dignity.

It is like a dormant beast that can burst out with the power to tear apart mountains and rivers at any time.

The black-robed mage sat quietly on the side, his black monk's robe wrapped around his withered body. His skin was like wind-dried bark, without a trace of flesh and blood.

Although his eye sockets are deep, his pupils sparkle with a deep light, as if he can see through all the vanity in the world.

The Princess with Glass Eyes sat opposite the two of them.

Her presence seemed to brighten the entire pavilion.

She was wearing an intricate twelve-piece kimono, the hem of which spread out like petals, and her long brown hair fell to her waist like flowing amber.

The pupils were the color of clear glass, and the skin was as delicate as ivory.

Her beauty surpasses all human beings in this world, as if she is a princess who walked out of an ancient scroll.

The black-robed wizard spoke first, his voice hoarse as the rustling of dead leaves: "That 'traveler'... he holds a divine tool that can travel through parallel worlds. It might be a miniature 'singularity', similar to Plutarch's Mansion."

The glass-eyed princess tilted her head slightly, her glassy eyes rippled. "The Emperor has broken off nine branches and thrown them into the sea, transforming them into nine wooden dragons. His goal is to seize this 'singularity.'"

"It's only a matter of time before we find the Traveler," the black-robed wizard sighed. "Given the abilities of those little guys on the ground, I'm afraid they won't be able to do anything to the Traveler anytime soon."

The Glass-Eyed Princess said slowly, "It's not that we can't do anything about it. Although the Singularity is powerful, by using our treasured divine tools or taking special secret medicines, we can always find a way to get the Traveler out of the Singularity."

The black-robed wizard rubbed his fingers against the tabletop. "The Sayamiya family's younger generation is testing what we 'elders' can do for them."

"That's normal." The Princess with Glass Eyes nodded slightly. "In the past, the leader of the Western sect killed Tai Sui Xingjun in Japan and fought with the Monkey God. This caused the earth dragon to turn over and trigger the Great Kanto Earthquake, which then destroyed a large number of buildings in Nikko Mountain..."

"We are all indifferent."

"Also, after the Pacific War, the leader's faction advocated the same thing as the Chinese martial arts community's eradication of Flag City in the past, slaughtering all the pioneering groups and the remaining defeated troops."

"They came to us and begged us to keep these people alive."

"We remain indifferent."