After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

"Bang."

...It didn't break?

—It would have broken even if it wasn't!

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang Li reached out, and an invisible blue smoke dissipated from her fingertips, carrying the malice of the giver, enveloping the jade balsam flower sculpture that had rolled to the ground.

O gods, please grant me even a drop of divine power.

Tang Li prayed silently in her heart.

I want to shatter the evil spirit.

"Click."

In a distant land, a colossal deity slightly lifted its eyelids.

A sharp, cracking sound rang out.

Even the slightest trace of orthodox divine power would naturally be enough to crush this mysterious, illegitimate evil god.

"Click-clack".

The sounds came one after another.

Tang Li raised the corners of her lips.

The eerie creature beside him stared wide-eyed.

"Ha," Tang Li chuckled lightly, "Look at you, your supposedly sacred jade carvings aren't very sturdy... Could they be fakes?"

The strange creature that had been restraining her had forgotten to struggle. It stared blankly at the jade carving on the ground, then suddenly trembled like a leaf, prostrating itself on the ground and kowtowing violently.

The music and prayers outside suddenly stopped, and on the rooftop, only the sound of the wind grew stronger.

Suddenly, a trembling voice, filled with extreme fear, pierced the night: "No! No! No!"

Such panic was actually caused by Xia Feilin, who had previously been so confident and in control.

As expected of the most loyal believer of the "Phoenix Goddess," he seemed to already know the whereabouts of the jade carving even though he was not inside the curtain.

[Warning! The player is engaging in rule violations!]

[Warning! Warning! Player must immediately cease the violation—]

Tang Li got up, raised her foot, and stepped on the jade carving, innocently grinding it a few times.

The system panel seemed to be cracked. One half was desperately threatening Tang Li without giving any reason, and the words were stained with a ferocious red. The other half was shrouded in a blue halo, calmly reminding her: [Player faction's progress: 23.33%].

It pushed the progress forward by 20% in one go. "Fengxian God" is so effective!

The alarm, more piercing than a razor blade scraping glass, continued to blare wildly in her ears.

"What the hell?" Tang Li laughed dismissively, looking at the frantically flashing system panel in front of her. "Desperate measures, shouldn't you hire a few dedicated programmers to maintain it?"

"Hmm...you know Fang Yingjie, right? Someone like Teacher Fang would be perfect for the role."

As Tang Li casually chatted with the system, she lifted the curtain and stepped out onto the shattered jade carving. Due to her dual identity as a player and a priestess, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, feeling an almost manic pleasure as if impending doom.

It's very windy.

All the strange creatures lay prostrate on the ground, except for Lian Sheng, Lian Shi, and Xia Feilin, who remained standing there.

But none of them spared any attention for Tang Li.

"This is..." Lian Sheng looked up in horror, gripping Lian Shi's arm tightly. She murmured softly, "What is this?"

Tang Li also looked up.

—A huge human figure.

Like a ghost or god, it suddenly appeared on the night sky.

Although they couldn't clearly see his expression, the howling wind made them clearly sense his anger at being offended.

"!!!" "Holy crap, what is this? Has a true god descended?" "Aaaaaaah? Lord Vanji has descended?!" "Hey, are you blind...? This doesn't look like Lord Vanji at all!" "With this level of energy, how could he possibly be a lord?!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, he looks kind of familiar...?"

"Holy crap! Isn't that... Jie Bailing?!"

Jie Bailing?

Han Zhou's murderous voice rang in Tang Li's ears again:

"—The name of that top assassin is Jie Bailing."

"After the Jiangyin massacre, the sect was renamed this."

"This hatred and resentment will last day and night. It will not cease until this person is found."

what.

"Okay, okay." Tang Li couldn't help but laugh out loud.

You are Jie Bailing, the one who sacrificed the lives of thousands of indigenous people in order to become a top assassin.

So that's how it is. It was you, a despicable person, who was impersonating a deity.

He bows and scrapes before the Buddha, yet he fabricates such an image for these indigenous people, daring to call himself "Fengxian God." I wonder if he can even afford all the incense and blood offerings!

"Qiu Wanting: Don't panic. Make good use of the NPCs. Even if he upgrades to a dungeon manager, you can still fight him. What's above your head right now is just the effect of the 'Starry Sky Projection' item from the shop."

"Dark clouds loom over the city, threatening to crush it; armor gleams in the sun, like golden scales unfolding. Qiu Wanting is rewarding you with a designated item: a drone kit x100, with the message: 'Hey streamer, don't be shy, get an even bigger one!'"

Tang Li looked up at the enormous figure that was enough to terrify the ancient people, and her smile became even more radiant.

She heard it; amidst the howling wind, she heard a long, mournful cry.

She saw the circling figure.

Tang Li thought to herself, "What should I choose to shatter this illusion of the gods?"

Rather than worshiping this evil god whose every inch of his body is permeated with the ugliness of "humanity".

I think you should worship... a divine eagle that would lower its head and share a cake with a little girl.

The drones took off silently. These technological creations, which came from a lavish donation, also lavishly served only one purpose—just a few minutes later, a huge golden eagle leaped into the night sky.

The golden eagle shone brightly like the sun, every feather gleaming with golden light.

It illuminated the chaotic, fear-filled rooftop.

It also dispelled the projection of the false god.

Even the eerie creatures, terrified out of their wits, involuntarily raised their faces, staring blankly at the golden divine eagle that had replaced the "god." Then, a roar came from the sky, and Tang Li could hear the anger and embarrassment in it. She let out a suppressed laugh from deep in her throat.

The next moment, Xia Feilin, who had been pale and trembling but still barely standing, suddenly collapsed to the ground. When he stood up again, his eyes had become thick and black.

He turned his head slowly, his sinister gaze fixed on Tang Li.

Tang Li met his gaze without flinching. The little girl smiled kindly and drew a line across her neck with her index and middle fingers.

Surprised? A novice player dares to step on your face.

—She wasn't the only one who wasn't afraid.

At that very moment, Tang Li clearly saw the real golden eagle also circling down, with a tiny yet undeniable human figure falling beneath it. Seven or eight meters from the ground, Han Zhou suddenly released his grip and fell. His eyes, fixed on "Xia Feilin," shone with an astonishing light, as if they held two blazing flames.

You probably never imagined that the indigenous people you consider an "asset" would also see you as a coveted prey.

The boy's clothes fluttered in the wind, rustling and swaying like a waving banner.