My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

Upon hearing the words "the way to defeat Gao Yang," everyone present was stunned, and their gazes simultaneously locked onto the old man in the space.

These words are very tempting to the group of people now.

Then, the Space God casually waved his hand, and his withered fingers drew a pale golden spatial rift in the air, from which a palm-sized stone fell into his palm.

The stone was covered with dense patterns, each line of which was faintly glowing.

Yin Xue flew over, glanced at it, and scoffed. She crossed her little arms over her chest and flapped her wings lazily.

"Old man, do you think we're fools? Isn't this a magic circle to summon heroes?"

That's right, Yin Xue recognized it at a glance with his talent for array formations.

This is the magic circle that Gao Yang bestowed upon the church, specifically for summoning heroes from other worlds.

Lin Mo was summoned from Earth to the Holy Ancient Empire Church because of this magic circle, so she was very familiar with it.

The Space God stroked his white beard, smiled, and shook his head: "This formation is different."

He twirled the stone in his palm, his tone shifting from casual to serious.

"Back when Gao Yang had just made a name for himself in this world, he studied this teleportation array, saying that it could summon powerful beings from other worlds to enhance the strength of the human race. Later we found out that he wanted to summon his sister. Anyway, that little bastard was very cunning, but this kind of summoning array that can connect two worlds is indeed peculiar, so we studied it."

He paused, seemingly lost in memories, his fingers gently tracing the patterns on the stone's surface.

"We've improved Gaoyang's basic magic array. In addition to the laws of space and time, the God of Prophecy has added a prophecy to the core of the array..."

Upon hearing the prophecy, Judgment and the God of War exchanged a glance.

That was also a top-tier deity. Although his combat power wasn't strong, whatever he said would definitely come true.

The old man continued.

"The hero summoned by this magic circle can save the world and restore it to normal."

Everyone looked at him strangely.

Lin Mo frowned and stepped forward, his tone filled with undisguised skepticism.

"You mean, I should use this magic circle to summon a hero, then nurture him to become stronger, and have him kill Gao Yang?"

The Space God stroked his beard and nodded with a satisfied expression.

"Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

Lin Mo snorted coldly, too lazy to even reply.

"I don't have time to play games where heroes fight demon kings."

The Space God's smile froze on his face, and the white beard at the corner of his mouth twitched several times.

The outstretched hand hangs in mid-air, unsure whether to retract it or continue to try and hold on.

Judgement stepped forward and took the stone, which was engraved with the pattern of the improved magic array, from the palm of the Space God.

We will keep it safe.

The actions during the trial were solemn and restrained.

When the Space God saw that the stone had been accepted by the Judgment, his expression softened a bit. He stroked his beard, shook his head, and complained.

"This kid is even harder to talk to than Gao Yang. At least Gao Yang knew to invite this old man for a cup of tea, but this kid won't even offer me a seat."

Yin Xuefei flew in mid-air, arms crossed, rolled her eyes in annoyance, and retorted without any politeness.

"Nonsense! The final battle is almost here. If you tell Lin Mo the only way to win is by playing a game, who's going to give you a good look?"

The Space God was momentarily speechless at her barrage of questions. His withered fingers paused on his beard before he awkwardly changed the subject.

"Ahem, since you don't want to waste your time, I can actually offer you some help."

As he spoke, the Space God took out another talisman from his sleeve.

The talisman paper is light gold in color, with fine patterns on its surface that are the same as those of the laws of space.

But at its core was an extremely ancient and pure emerald green light.

The light was very faint, so faint that it seemed it could be blown out by the wind at any moment, but Lin Mo's killing law lit up on its own the instant it sensed the light.

"This is the Resurrection Scroll. As long as your soul is intact, it can bring you back to life once."

This time, Lin Mo finally showed a serious expression.

He turned around and looked at the Space God again, his gaze lingering on the pale gold talisman for several breaths.

"Resurrect once?"

The Space God nodded, his white beard swaying slightly with the movement.

"That's right. No matter how badly you are injured, no matter how badly your physical body is shattered, as long as your soul hasn't dissipated, it can make you stand up again. This was made by the God of Life, that stingy old man, who owed me a favor, using the fundamental laws. There's only one of its kind."

Lin Mo nodded to himself.

No wonder Gao Yang didn't use this thing to revive Gao Tiantian.

Gao Yang did not have Gao Tiantian's complete soul fragments. The soul he pieced together from the fragments he collected could only survive for a few days before disintegrating on its own.

Without a complete soul, the resurrection scroll is just a piece of waste paper.

He reached out and put the resurrection scroll, along with the stone engraved with improved magic array patterns, into the Black Sword space, then looked up at the Space God.

"There's one more thing I want to know: where is the God of Slaughter?"

The Space God paused slightly as he stroked his beard, a subtle glint flashing in his half-closed eyes.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead asked a question that made Lin Mo frown even more: "What do you want with him?"

Lin Mo's answer was concise and cold: "Kill him. Take his laws."

The Space God remained silent for several breaths, then sighed.

The sigh was very long, as if it contained all the helplessness of being imprisoned for three thousand years, but after the sigh, he suddenly laughed.

"That Killer has been hiding himself since he was born. We've only seen him a few times. He's probably been captured by Gao Yang."

Lin Mo frowned again; there was still no clue.

Where could the God of Slaughter possibly be hiding? The entire rift space has been turned upside down, and he's still hiding so well? Or is he not even here at all?

Lin Mo speculated on various possibilities.

At the same time, the old man from the space came to the window of the dessert shop and looked out: "Tsk tsk, Gao Yang, that little bastard, is too good at causing trouble. Look what he's done to the God Realm."

Yin Xue flew to his side and teased, "Look at you, old man, not worried at all. Your power of laws has been almost completely absorbed. I think you're about to be reduced to ashes."

The Space God looked down at his gradually transparent body, then shrugged and laughed, "I am immortal. I will be resurrected here to slowly recover my strength and then slowly restore this place to its original state."

He stroked his beard as he said this: "Three thousand years is indeed a long time, but it's still too short compared to the lifespan of this world."

For a god of his caliber, the calamities brought by Gao Yang were perhaps nothing more than a small ripple in an endless cycle of life.

Then, the Space God casually waved his hand, and a spatial rift was cleaved open.

It was a spatial rift large enough for a person to pass through.

A long-lost aura emanated from the rift; it was the rift leading to the mainland.

"This is the last thing I can do to help you. Go back now; you already have enough headaches to deal with over there."