Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

The rain, like a curtain, shrouded the open space in front of the abandoned factory in the old town in a hazy, gray mist.

The Ghost-Faced King's forbidden ruins have been fully opened; the ground is trembling, and dark gray mist is seeping from the cracks in the bricks and stones.

Zhao Kongcheng knelt in the mud, blood still seeping from the wound on his left arm. He tried to stand up, supporting himself with the Star Blade, but the stinging pain in his knees made his whole body tremble.

"Wang Jia'ao! Don't fucking try to be a hero!"

Zhao Kongcheng roared hoarsely, "That's a forbidden ruin! A forbidden ruin in the Chuan region! You're just a mere Zhan realm cultivator—"

"Uncle Zhao."

Wang Jia'ao turned his head to the side, and raindrops dripped from the stray hairs on his forehead.

"I've said it before, arrogance requires strength."

Zhao Kongcheng was stunned for a moment.

"And I happen to have it."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jia'ao snatched the Star Blade directly from Zhao Kongcheng's hand with his right hand.

Bring it to you!

The moment the Star Blade was drawn, its blade traced a cold arc in the rain, the silvery light illuminating Wang Jia'ao's profile.

Before Zhao Kongcheng could even see what was happening, the Star Blade was already firmly in Wang Jia'ao's hand.

The moment Wang Jia'ao gripped the hilt of the knife, an indescribable sense of oppression exploded from his body.

The surrounding raindrops seemed to be affected by some force, deflecting within half a meter of Wang Jia'ao's body, forming a barely perceptible vacuum zone.

The Ghost-Faced King stopped in his tracks.

As if struck by some kind of instinctive warning, the enormous creature arched its back, its sharp claws dug into the ground, and its grayish-white flesh twitched slightly.

It is afraid.

The mystery of a river realm is feared by the humans of a lamp realm.

"A single blade cleaves heaven and earth."

When Wang Jia'ao softly uttered these five words, his voice was not loud, and was even mostly drowned out by the sound of rain.

The next second, Wang Jia'ao moved.

He simply raised the Star Blade in his hand above his head.

Then swing it downwards.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Raindrops floated in mid-air, and golden blade light burst forth from the Star Blade, leaving only this blade light in the entire world.

It spans heaven and earth, traversing the curtain of rain.

The masked king didn't even have a chance to struggle.

The golden blade of light pierced straight through the center of its body, splitting its grayish-white flesh in the middle like a piece of paper.

Without the slightest pause, the golden blade of light pierced through the Ghost-Faced King's body and continued upward.

Cut through the rain clouds, and slash your way towards the sky.

"boom--!!!!"

A deafening roar exploded over the old city, and the entire city of Cangnan seemed to tremble at the sound.

The glass windows around the abandoned factory shattered into dust in the sonic boom, the ground cracked, and rainwater mixed with gravel splashed in all directions. Zhao Kongcheng's body was thrown backward by the blast wave, rolling twice before his back hit a section of broken wall and came to a stop.

Lin Qiye was standing further away than Zhao Kongcheng, but even so, he was pushed back more than a dozen steps by the shockwave, leaving two deep marks on the muddy water with his feet.

Then everything went quiet.

The rain stopped.

Lin Qiye looked up and, through the gradually ceasing raindrops overhead, saw a scene he would never forget.

The dark clouds that had covered the sky had completely disappeared, as if the sky had been cut in half by a giant pair of scissors.

The clouds on both sides parted neatly to the left and right, revealing a clear, starry sky in the middle.

The trail left by that golden blade of light was like an invisible barrier, splitting the clouds in two.

Moonlight poured down through the crack, illuminating the entire old town.

"this......"

Zhao Kongcheng struggled to peek out from behind the broken wall. His expression was completely frozen on his face, his eyes wide open, reflecting the knife scar that stretched across the sky.

"Hold......"

"Is this some kind of divine realm?"

.......

At this moment, from outer space, apart from the Great Xia, all other places on Earth are shrouded in mist.

At this moment, the mist layer, centered on the Great Xia Dynasty and located millions of kilometers away from the coastline, was cleaved in two by a golden streak of light.

It took almost half a minute before it began to be refilled by the surrounding gray mist, but even the filling speed was unusually slow, as if even the mist itself was afraid of that lingering aura.

In the city monitored by the Night Watch headquarters, a staff member on duty, staring at the screen, rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Holy crap! An abnormal energy fluctuation has been detected in the Cangnan direction! Level unknown! (Duplicate, unknown!!)"

The entire city instantly erupted in excitement.

.......

Meanwhile, in front of the abandoned factory in the old town of Cangnan, Wang Jia'ao was still standing in the same spot.

The Star Blade was still in his hand, the golden afterglow on the blade slowly dissipating.

The next moment, the Star Blade seemed unable to withstand that terrifying power and shattered instantly.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jia'ao was first stunned, then overjoyed.

What the hell!

This one blade that cuts through heaven and earth is so awesome!

Even the Star Blade forged by the Queen Mother of the West couldn't withstand this power. You should know that even gods might not be able to destroy the Star Blade, yet it shattered under this power.

Wang Jia'ao looked up again at the sky he had cleaved open, and a slow smile curved his lips.

"good."

"So-so."

Then he turned around, looked at Zhao Kongcheng and Lin Qiye, and smiled slightly.

"How about it? Isn't this extravagant enough?"

[Jiahao Value +120]

[Jiahao Value +100]

[Jiahao Value +10]

[Jiahao Value +10]

Yang Jin and Xiao Hei Lai, who were observing everything from home, were stunned by what they saw. The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

No, isn't this guy just a low-level cultivator?

The power of this strike is far greater than that of a god.

Yang Jin asked himself honestly, even in his prime, he might not have been able to withstand that blow.

Luckily, I didn't lay a hand on this guy, otherwise I'd be buried three meters tall with grass on my grave.

Zhao Kongcheng leaned against the broken wall, looking at Wang Jia'ao's calm and collected face, his lips twitched several times, and finally he squeezed out a sentence:

"What the hell kind of monster are you?"

Wang Jia'ao tilted his head slightly, and the moonlight shone through the crack in the sky, perfectly outlining his tall and straight profile.

"monster?"

He chuckled. "Uncle Zhao, you're being too polite. I'm just..."

"Just a big shot."

"Those who bleed with the blood of heroes will inevitably end in heroism!"

Zhao Kongcheng: "......."

Lin Qiye: "......."

[Jiahao Value +120]

[Jiahao Value +100]

[Jiahao Value +10]

[Jiahao Value +10]

[Current Jiahao Value: 3306]

Looking at the skyrocketing numbers on the panel, Wang Jia'ao was already laughing hysterically inside.

With that one slash, Ghost Face King was gone, Jiahao's value broke 3,000, and Sky was even combed into a middle part.

Killing three birds with one stone.

perfect.

"By the way, Uncle Zhao."

Wang Jia'ao suddenly remembered something, looked down at the broken Star Blade in his hand, and said, "I accidentally broke this blade."

"roll!"

Zhao Kongcheng then came to his senses and looked at his shattered Star Blade, his eyes filled with heartache.

"My Star Blade!!"