After leaving the world of all NPCs

It just disappeared.

As if it never happened.

The ancestral orifice between Ye Zuochen's eyebrows suddenly bulged outwards. The "external scene" that he relied on to observe the universe and analyze the laws suffered an unprecedented violent impact at this moment.

In his "external scene" reflection, everything that just happened was not "erased", but changed by an incomprehensible, unobservable and unspeakable force.

The laws are being reorganized, information is being reshaped, hues are being reversed, and concepts are being distorted!

Even though his "external view" had given him a glimpse into the many mysteries of the universe, in the face of the absolute will of the Chaos Clock, he seemed like a child facing a heavenly book, bewildered and ignorant.

The extinguished flames do not return to nothingness.

Countless pure points of light, as if drawn by an invisible hand, rapidly gathered and took shape.

The light spots condensed, outlining a more slender, graceful and flawless figure.

The long black hair was like an erupting solar prominence, hanging down in all directions, and every strand of hair was flowing with the bright brilliance of the morning glow.

A crown of pure gold is worn on the head.

She was dressed in a scarlet-gold palace dress, the hem of her skirt winding like flaming clouds, with dark patterns flickering on it, which upon closer inspection turned out to be the tail feather patterns of countless golden crows.

Behind each ear, there is a cluster of red-gold divine feathers.

The divine Golden Crow!

That is absolutely impossible, the elf of the sun!

In order to create this kind of spirit, the only way is to concentrate all the sun's spiritual energy at one point.

But at this time, it was just the sound of the [Chaos Bell].

The golden crow phoenix's eyes suddenly opened, and there were like two eternally burning golden suns in its eyes.

No words or actions are needed wherever the eyes are.

Chi chi chi——

A golden rainstorm suddenly fell over the entire heaven.

Countless sun feathers fell one after another, and each feather contained terrifying heat that could burn mountains, boil seas, and melt stars.

As dense as a waterfall, it indiscriminately covered the entire battlefield, burning countless black holes in the space.

The golden rain of fire instantly engulfed Ye Zuochen's figure.

"You have the Sun..." From the center of the rain of fire came Ye Zuochen's extremely suppressed growl, "...I have the Underworld!"

The first of laziness - liberation!

"—The gates of the icy prison where even sighs are frozen open, and the oath-breakers are buried in the coffin of time—!"

The obsidian sun disk above Ye Zuochen's head instantly dissipated, and was replaced by a circle of gray ropes twisted from sheepskin and human skin.

boom--!

The right arm instantly transformed into a huge dragon head, as pale as frozen earth that had been frozen for thousands of years.

call--!

The Head of Sloth suddenly spewed out a torrent of gray-white icy air in response to the sun's fire feathers pouring down from the sky, as well as the fairy tree roots and dark gold thunder that were attacking again, as if opening the gate of the Nine Nether Hell and sweeping out.

sizzle-

The sun's fire feathers that burned everything collided with the cold wind of the underworld, making a sharp freezing sound, and the high temperature that was enough to melt the stars was instantly taken away.

The golden flames dimmed the moment they came into contact with the cold wind, turning into countless frozen golden ice crystals that fell to the ground.

The light roots of the fairy tree were swept by the frost and instantly covered with thick black ice, breaking into pieces.

Wan Youli's dark gold thunder punishment also quickly slowed down in the cold wind, as if it was dragged into the quagmire of time.

The sea of ​​clouds froze into a pale ice field at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even space itself seemed to become solidified.

An absolute zero degree cold prison, which is constantly expanding with Ye Zuochen as its center, is taking shape.

The grayish-white icy air was like a Nine Netherworld Evil Dragon that had broken free from its shackles, carrying with it the original sin of laziness that froze the soul. It rushed out from the head of laziness and swept across the world!

The pale ice field expanded rapidly under my feet, the frozen clouds groaned as if they could not bear the heavy burden, and even space itself seemed to be dragged into an eternal silent slumber.

Wan Youli's dark gold thunder punishment froze him in the cold, Lin Ni's fairy tree roots broke into pieces and turned into ice chips, Jin Wu's sun fire feathers dimmed and fell like frozen gold chips, and the four gods were forced to freeze for a moment before this world-destroying cold wave!

Boom-!

The sixth bell rang.

A figure quietly emerged above the pale ice field filled with cold air.

It's like a silhouette that was suddenly released from frozen time.

Her long grape purple hair was like the flowing night sky, decorated with floral ribbons wrapped around it, and a delicate little hat with light pink ruffles was worn on top of it at an angle.

The fashionable purple dress exudes a sense of strangeness. Her arms and slender legs are locked in cold metal shackles and bound by heavy chains.

His eyes were tightly wrapped in blood-stained bandages, with only the purple pupils faintly visible through the gaps in the bandages.

Divine Spirit - Lotus!

The elves that appeared in the original novel were salvaged by the [Chaos Bell] and later transformed into gods.

The moment she appeared, an invisible and intangible fatigue spread out.

Lian tilted her head slightly, and the purple dress that bound her moved without wind. A strange halo flashed in the depths of her purple eyes behind the gaps in the bandages.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

An irresistible sleepiness, like billions of cold hands, instantly grabbed Ye Zuochen's soul.

My eyelids suddenly felt heavy as mountains, my vision quickly blurred and spun, and my mind seemed to be stuck in a sticky quagmire, becoming extremely sluggish.

The mind controlling the lazy dragon head was instantly drained of all its strength.

All my mind wanted was to give up all struggle and sink into a dreamless sleep.

This is the power of sleep.

"Hmm..." Ye Zuochen groaned, forcibly activating the "God and Demon Thought", and terrifying bloodshot burst out of his pupils. He resisted the hypnosis of the God of Dreams desperately.

The veins on his forehead bulged like a dragon.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the tattered clothes and froze into ice in the cold prison.

Just as his mind was about to collapse, Taiyi's grand and indifferent voice, like a decree descending from the sky, penetrated the cold and sleepiness and resounded clearly:

"Young man, I will take charge of the immortal records and control the evolution of all spirits."

"To create a being like you is but a thought away."

"The power you rely on to usurp power is nothing more than a trick played by insects fighting for food in my eyes. It's both ridiculous and pathetic."

"Young man, I will give you one more chance."

"It's not too late. You can still sit peacefully on the throne of the mortal world and be your God-killing King. I will only retrieve your 'Immortal Record' and, as I promised, exchange it for a power for yours."

"This is the mercy of Heaven, so don't be stubborn any longer."

“Heh…” Ye Zuochen grinned, revealing his bloody teeth. “I—refuse!!”

Before he could finish his words, a teeth-grinding sound of flesh being torn was heard.

scoff-

He swung his left arm fiercely and cut off his right arm at the shoulder.

Frost air gushed out wildly along the fracture.

At the same time, the cyan-gold elixir, which was flowing with the majestic vitality of creation, emitted a clear humming sound and flew out of the body.

The golden elixir turned into a dazzling green light and instantly sank into the severed right arm.

Buzz —

As the golden elixir entered his body, the pale ice crystal dragon head that was spewing out the cold wind of the underworld suddenly changed.

"Whoosh-!"

The dragon's head expanded and extended instantly, and its pale body covered with cracked permafrost-like scales grew wildly, with huge underworld black ice spikes condensing at its joints.

Three spiral ice thorns pierced the sky, and the three dark blue ice cones on the lower jaw were like conduits connecting to the underworld.

A slothful dragon several thousand meters long, entrenched in the center of the cold prison, has completely taken shape.

"Roar--!"

The Sloth Dragon swung its huge body violently, and the gray-white cold wave suddenly swept in all directions like the bursting of the Styx.

The terrifying freezing air of Hades instantly engulfed Ye Zuochen completely. A layer of thick black ice with the breath of death covered his entire body at a speed visible to the naked eye, freezing him into an ice sculpture with its arm cut off.

The moment the ice covered my eyes, I was unable to close them and fell into an eternal sleep without any more nightmares.

The indiscriminate attack of the Sloth Dragon also completely enveloped the four gods, Mayuri, Rinne, Jinwu, and Lian, in a world-destroying cold wave.

The four great gods reacted instantly.

Wan Yuri's pink eyes were cold, and the black ball at the core of the Thunder Temple burst out with billions of purifying lightning bolts, tearing apart the frozen space.

The remaining trunk of the immortal tree behind Lin Ni burned with the holy flame of purification, and the branches of light turned into giant burning spears that pierced the dragon.

The Golden Crow roared loudly, and the true fire of the sun burned around its body, turning into a torrent of fire that burned all evil and swept against the cold wave.

Lian's purple dress fluttered, the chains that bound her rattled, and a torrent of soul-corrosive purple-black miasma rushed straight towards the dragon.

Four destructive torrents representing the ultimate power of different gods converged in an instant and slammed into the lazy dragon perched in the sky.

boom! !

An indescribable energy annihilation storm exploded in the center of the Cold Prison, the [Field of Destiny] shook violently, and the frozen space shattered into pieces.

The thousands-meter-long frost dragon, its huge body covered with frozen scales, collapsed bit by bit under the joint devastating attack of the four gods. The ten-thousand-year-old black ice turned into powder, the black ice of the underworld evaporated into a pale mist, and the frozen fragments of time flew around like broken mirrors.

The majestic dragon body collapsed with a loud bang, turning into an absolute zero ice dust that spread rapidly and filled the entire battlefield.

However, at the core edge of this destructive storm, the aftermath of the attack by the four gods swept across the huge black ice coffin. With a click, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the mirror-like smooth black ice surface.

Inside the ice coffin, Ye Zuochen's tightly closed eyelids suddenly opened.

The demise of the Sloth Dragon and the aftermath of the destructive impact brought by the indiscriminate attack instantly broke the shackles of eternal slumber and woke him up again.

With the God Slayer's immense anti-fate power, even the hypnotic power of a god can be awakened immediately after being impacted.

The moment he realized it, a huge fire erupted from the wound on his broken right arm.

"—The flames of the Seven Hells burst forth from the blood of the betrayers, branding your sinful bodies into the foundation of a new pillar of fire! Burn these hypocritical creations—"

The Head of Rage—Liberation!

The gray human skin rope crown on Ye Zuochen's head exploded instantly.

It was a section of hideous, twisted, dark red spine formed into a ring.

boom!

Dark red flames that burned the void erupted from the broken arm, and a ferocious red dragon head rose proudly from the purgatory of blood and fire.

The dragon's head is covered with dark red scales formed by the cooling of magma, and there are two huge horns on its head that curve forward.

The dragon's mouth opened, and deep in its throat rolled molten lava fire that could burn the seven levels of hell.

"Roar--!"

The furious dragon roared towards the sky, and the entire land of frozen sea of ​​clouds and earth, which had been ravaged by the war between gods, began to shake violently.

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!

Countless extremely thick dark red lava pillars, like the fangs of a monster from hell, suddenly broke through the ice under the sea of ​​clouds and pierced the sky.

The violent hellfire lava gushed out.

The dark red hellfire instantly ignited the remaining pale ice field, and the frozen sea of ​​clouds once again turned into a rolling sea of ​​fire.

This time, it was a raging flame from the deepest depths of hell.

Taiyi's red sun-like eyes suddenly condensed, and he snorted coldly: "You still like to ignite the flame as always..."

The God Slayer's instinct for victory allowed Ye Zuochen to know the method of victory without even having to think about it——