Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

The fisherman peeked through the crack in the door and was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, you four look like fierce demons, are you on your way to steal the scriptures from the Western Paradise? Get out of here, or I'll unleash the dogs!"

The fisherman's dog started barking wildly at the door.

"Never mind, let's just spend the night at the beach. The red moon should appear tomorrow or the day after," Gu Tianchen said, waving his hand.

Upon reaching the coast, Hou Qing raised his hand, and a small palace formed from sand rose from the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Zhu Rong caused a bonfire to burn brightly in front of the palace.

Ying Gou aimed at the sea and threw the horse-slaying sword behind him. A moment later, it flew back with four large fish stuck in it and stuck it next to the campfire.

Gu Tianchen: ...

"No, if you had this kind of ability, you should have said so earlier. Why are we still begging for lodging everywhere?"

While eating grilled fish, Zhu Rong said, "It's your idea to stay overnight, what does it have to do with us? We don't need to eat or sleep."

He waved the grilled fish in his hand and said, "This stuff is only good for satisfying cravings when you're bored. The meat of those demons tastes much better."

Houtu's voice rang out, "Brother Zhurong, things are different now. The Wu and Yao tribes are living in peace. In the future, you must not say things that are detrimental to unity in front of outsiders."

Zhu Rong said with a smile, "Hou Tu has become one of the Four Emperors of Heaven, which has indeed broadened her horizons considerably."

"Fine, for your sake, as long as they don't provoke me, I'll turn a blind eye and not fight them."

"Anyway, there are a lot of Outer Gods now. If I'm in a bad mood one day, I'll just grab my halberd and storm up Takamagahara or Mount Olympus."

The ruthless and taciturn Ying Gou Shi Zu spat out the fish bone in his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Count me in."

Hou Qing said with a smile, "After being sealed for so many years, my skills in refining corpses have become a bit rusty. These Outer Gods are perfect for practicing."

"When the time comes, I will lead a large army of divine corpses to attack the Kingdom of Gods and let them know what it truly means to have blood staining the land."

Gu Tianchen said with a smile, "Uncle, after you refine these outer gods into corpses, are their souls useless? Perfect timing, I have an evil... ah, I mean, a righteous Ten Thousand Soul Banner plan. These souls can't be wasted. Frugality is a fine tradition of our Great Xia!"

Zhu Rong quickly nodded with a smile, "Ah, yes, yes, the old poisoner is particularly good at matters of the soul. When he wakes up, let him help you study it. The Myriad Soul Banner is great, the Myriad Soul Banner needs to be refined..."

Inside the Pangu Temple.

Houtu Niangniang sat cross-legged on the ground, speechless, trying to calm herself down.

The Great Wizard Tianwu walked over, fanning himself with a fan, and asked with a smile, "Houtu, what's troubling you?"

Houtu smiled wryly and said, "It's nothing. I just spent the whole day with them and I'm a little tired. I want to be alone."

"Oh, I see. I recently studied a formation that can transfer all kinds of damage I take to a designated target."

"Could you ask Gu Tianchen if he has any time to learn recently? He'll teach you until you learn it. Brothers and sisters who want to learn can come along too."

Houtu: ...

I've only been in the cycle of reincarnation for a hundred years, how did the atmosphere of the witch clan become like this?

……

The first rays of morning sunlight shone on Gu Tianchen's face. Gu Tianchen stretched and got out of bed, only to find that everyone around him was gone, and he was all alone.

"Holy crap! Could it be that I've been warped in time again like I was in Japan?!" Gu Tianchen broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

Without Zhu Rong and the others, this time loop would have been a certain death situation for Gu Tianchen!

Chapter 338 Red Moon

Gu Tianchen hurriedly walked out of the main hall. A black crow landed on a tree not far away, its scarlet eyes emitting an eerie light and emitting a piercing, unpleasant cry.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the crow let out a strange cry and swooped down on Gu Tianchen.

call out!

A golden blade of light flashed, and the black crow was cut in two, turning into countless specks of dust and dissipating into the void.

Clad in golden armor, nearly three meters tall, Ying Gou slowly approached, wielding a horse-slaying saber.

"Great! It's Ying Gou Shi Zu!" Gu Tianchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ying Gou Shi Zu, what happened?" Gu Tianchen asked.

"Here."

Ying Gou raised the horse-slaying sword in his hand and pointed it into the air.

It was broad daylight, the sun had just risen, yet the moon still hung in the west, even tinged with an eerie red hue.

Hou Qing, with white hair and a black robe, exuded a cursed power. He held a dog in his hand, which kept barking at Hou Qing, and his eyes flashed with an eerie red light.

Hou Qing threw the dog in his hand to the ground. The power of the curse wrapped around the dog like a venomous snake, but the dog still stared at Hou Qing and barked wildly, as if there was some deep-seated hatred between them.

"Uncle, judging by its condition, you must have eaten a lot of dog meat in your life, right?" Gu Tianchen teased.

Hou Qing rolled her eyes and slowly said, "As soon as the red moon appeared, the entire village fell into a strange state."

"First, all kinds of insects and birds became increasingly agitated and attacked each other. Then, the cats and dogs in the village began to attack humans without distinguishing between big and small kings."

"Once that eerie crimson completely covers the moon, even the villagers here will probably be mentally corrupted, go crazy, and start killing each other."

Hou Qing looked up at the increasingly crimson moon in the sky, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

"To cause such a level of mental pollution from such a distance is even more powerful than my curse. These monsters on the moon are no ordinary creatures."

Gu Tianchen said, "This is a contingency plan left by Cthulhu, using the Red Moon to cause mental pollution and resurrect the giant beast in the deep sea to welcome the arrival of the Cthulhu gods."

"Our mission here is to kill that deep-sea behemoth and nip the seed of awakening the Cthulhu monsters in the bud."

Where is Zhurong?

Hou Qing shrugged and said, "He can't wait to have a fight. He went to stake out that deep-sea monster in advance. He said that as long as the deep-sea monster is resurrected, he will kill it with one halberd."

Gu Tianchen shook his head helplessly, "This is what they mean by 'it's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature.' When will you be able to be as steady as me?"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the seabed surged with waves, as if something enormous was breaking through the waves!

"Something's happened! Go check it out!"

……

seabed.

A colossal, bluish-gray beast stood silently in the underwater world, its entire form obscured by the darkness, like a mountain.

A fiery red figure, wielding a halberd, cleaved through the waves as it emerged from the sea.

Zhu Rong glanced at the enormous sea monster and said, "This is the monster that kid was talking about? It's not that special."

"who are you?"

An old figure was impaled in the heart by a black knife, pinned to the stomach wall of a deep-sea behemoth.

Zhu Rong hovered in front of Chen Yangrong, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, you're still alive? You've got a lucky life."

"My name is Zhu Rong. What's your name?"

"Zhurong...?"

Chen Yangrong frowned, looking at the delinquent youth with spiky red hair and flame tattoos in front of him, feeling like he'd heard that name somewhere before...

"Young man, if you help me pull out this sword, I can grant you supreme power and give you everything you desire!" Chen Yangrong said to Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong frowned. "You?"

Chen Yangrong smiled slightly and said, "That's right, I am the most loyal follower of the great Cthulhu. As long as you help me pull out this sword, I can grant you whatever you want!"

"Ha, what are you bragging about? You're trapped by the laws of time for such a short period of time, and you're still pretending!"

Snapped!Snapped!

Zhu Rong didn't tolerate it either, and slapped Chen Yangrong across the face with two large fists from a distance, making a crisp slapping sound and leaving two fiery red handprints on that old face, which stung painfully.

Chen Yangrong glared angrily at Zhu Rong, "How dare you show such disrespect to the great Cthulhu believer! Do you have a death wish?!"

Snapped!Snapped!

Two more crisp slaps rang out, the bright red handprints becoming even more conspicuous; Chen Yangrong had been beaten until his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Zhu Rong looked at Chen Yangrong and asked, "You little brat, are you awake yet? Can you talk to your Grandpa Zhu Rong properly now?"

Chen Yangrong nodded frantically, and even the frenzied crimson in his eyes had been greatly reduced by Zhu Rong's two slaps, making him seem somewhat sober.

"You damned dog who won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin, tell me, how can I bring that little thing behind you back to life?" Zhu Rong asked with a contemptuous look, pointing at the deep-sea behemoth behind him.

Chen Yangrong was taken aback. A little gadget?

This thing is bigger than a mountain when it stands in the sea. This is the first time someone has looked at this deep-sea behemoth behind him and said it's a small thing...

Snapped!Snapped!

Two more crisp slaps rang out, and Chen Yangrong's head, unable to withstand the immense force, was smashed by Zhu Rong's slap from a distance.

Amidst the writhing of flesh and blood, Chen Yangrong's head returned to normal, and he stared in terror at the delinquent youth who had swung his shovel at the slightest provocation.

"Damn it, I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?"

Chen Yangrong quickly replied, "As long as you help me pull out this knife from my chest and break the time loop here, the deep-sea behemoth behind me can be successfully resurrected."

Snapped!Snapped!

Two more crisp slaps rang out.

"Stop dawdling, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Chen Yangrong looked aggrieved. I wanted to say, even if he was hit with several big shovels right off the bat until he saw stars, he still needed a chance to speak up...

With a gentle flick of his two fingers, Zhu Rong sent the dagger that had been embedded in Chen Yangrong's chest flying out and landing in his palm.

Seeing that Zhu Rong had taken away Yi Yuan, Chen Yangrong's lips curled up slightly.

His evil plan has finally succeeded!

If he successfully resurrects the deep-sea behemoth behind him, he will obtain the supreme power of the great Cthulhu!

At that time, he will repay Zhu Rong a hundredfold!