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

"Who are you, and why are you trespassing on my ancestral temple?" The voice of the shadowy figure seemed to echo from the endless abyss.

"Shebi Shi, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Great Xia Dynasty, may I ask who you are?" Shebi Shi bowed to the other party.

The dark figure did not reveal its identity, and waved to Shebi Shibai, saying, "Go back, this is not a place for you."

Shebi Shi raised an eyebrow. "If I knew how to get back, I wouldn't be wandering around here aimlessly."

"Um... to be honest, I'm stuck here and can't find my way back. Could you show me the way?"

The dark figure sneered, "Heh, I can't point you to the right path, but I can point you to a dead end!"

As he spoke, the dark figure flicked his finger, and a black scythe-shaped divine power filled with the aura of death spun and slashed towards Shebi Shi!

Shebi Shi hurriedly tried to dodge to the side, but unexpectedly found himself in what seemed like an invisible swamp, unable to move his lower body at all!

Seeing the enormous black scythe about to strike him, Shebishi did not hesitate at all and instantly revealed his true form as an Ancestral Witch!

A towering figure appeared, raising his hand to block the oncoming black scythe. The powerful force instantly snapped the black scythe in two.

Shebishi flicked his hands, and two black crescent blades spun and flew towards the shadowy figure.

The black image flickered as a signal of poor contact, and two black scythes flashed through his body!

The shadowy figure slowly raised its hand, aiming at the enormous corpse of Shebi. A strange, eerie light instantly pierced through the corpse's brow!

Shebishi's body slowly turned bluish-gray, like a colossal stone statue collapsing and falling into the swamp of death.

The dark figure slowly walked up the steps piled up like mountains of black skulls to the front of the Death Swamp, gazing at the Shebi Corpse, which was gradually sinking and had only half a head left.

“I am the ancestral god of death, and no one understands death better than me.”

"Young man, how does death taste to you who have ventured into the swamp of death?"

The Ancestral God of Death crouched down, silently watching Shebishi sink into the Swamp of Death, gurgling out its last string of bubbles...

Chapter 789 Death and Rebirth

The Death Swamp was silent.

Shebi's corpse, submerged in stagnant water, continued to sink...

Shebi Shi felt his consciousness gradually dissipating, his power being swallowed by the Swamp of Death and rapidly draining away...

Is this what death feels like...?

Shebishi closed his eyes and plunged into the swamp of death, sinking into endless despair.

Edge of the Death Swamp.

The Death God, clad in black robes, sat cross-legged on the swamp, fishing rod in hand, silently casting his line, seemingly waiting for someone.

Two figures walked towards the Death Swamp.

Gu Tianchen frowned. "Hiss, that's strange. I clearly sensed Shebi Shi's adoptive father's Moon of the Dead, so why did it suddenly disappear?"

Zhu Rong raised his halberd, and the Heavenly Fire burned fiercely, like a giant torch, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

"That old poisoner has poor eyesight. Do you think there's a possibility that he might have accidentally stepped into the swamp?"

Gu Tianchen's lips twitched slightly. "Can't you hope for something better?"

"Wait, there are people ahead..."

Zhu Rong reached out and stopped Gu Tianchen, who wanted to continue forward.

Reminded by Zhu Rong, Gu Tianchen stopped and carefully sensed the surroundings, but his divine sense was swallowed up by the Death Swamp shortly after it spread out, making it impossible to detect anything.

"Godfather, what have you noticed?" Gu Tianchen asked hurriedly.

"There's a dark figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the swamp, fishing," Zhu Rong told Gu Tianchen, sharing what she had sensed.

"Let's go take a look."

Zhu Rong and Gu Tianchen flew towards the middle of the Death Swamp and saw that deathly silent figure.

"Is this guy dead?"

As Zhu Rong spoke, he was about to use his flaming halberd to stab the God of Death.

Gu Tianchen quickly stopped Zhu Rong's reckless behavior, pressed down the Flaming Halberd, and then bowed to the black-robed figure.

"This junior, Gu Tianchen, has stumbled upon this place by mistake. May I ask which ancestral god you are, senior?"

The Ancestral God of Death remained silently fishing, offering no answer to Gu Tianchen's question. He seemed to have been dead for a long time, showing no sign of divine power flowing through his body.

"Junior Gu... Hey hey hey!"

Gu Tianchen wanted to ask another question, but Zhu Rong, who was standing to the side, raised his hand and thrust his halberd into the God of Death.

The Ancestral God of Death tumbled and plunged into the Swamp of Death, bubbling and gurgling as it rose...

"See, see, I told you he was dead, but you didn't believe me."

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, the Death Swamp suddenly began to churn and bubble, with Yin energy flowing around it, as if something was about to emerge from it!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gu Tianchen immediately shielded his adoptive father, Zhu Rong, in front of him without saying a word.

boom!!!

A terrifying aura of death shot up from the swamp, and a figure in black robes burst out from within!

"Holy crap! It's alive again! Quick, get him back!!" Gu Tianchen exclaimed.

Zhu Rong gripped his flaming halberd tightly, channeling his divine power into it, instantly unleashing a sea of ​​fire before slashing fiercely down at the black figure!

The black-robed figure, who had just peeked out, was slashed into the swamp by Zhu Rong before he could make any move.

Glug glug!

Glug glug!!

The Death Swamp began to churn again. Zhu Rong raised his hand and conjured an enormous fireball, staring intently at the swamp, ready to poke his head out the moment it appeared.

As soon as the figure in black robes showed his head, he saw an enormous fireball, like a falling sun, hurtling towards him!

Holy crap!

The figure in black robes quickly dove into the swamp to avoid the terrifying fireballs.

boom!!!

The blazing divine power surged into the sky, and the entire Death Swamp began to boil!

Gu Tianchen raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhu Rong, asking, "Godfather, did you just hear a 'Holy shit'?"

Zhu Rong stretched out her hands, each holding a huge fireball. "Really? Or are you just imagining things?"

Gu Tianchen scratched his head. Could it be that I was just imagining things?

Zhu Rong grinned, "Hehe, it's alright, watch me give it a big one. With these two shots, that thing will be either dead or seriously injured!"

"what…"

"stop!!!"

"Stop hitting me, it's me! It's me!!"

"Zhu Rong, are you out of your mind? You didn't even see the person clearly before you chopped them down!"

"Don't you have any idea how powerful your fireball was? If I hadn't dodged it quickly, I would have died again!!!"

Shebi Shi emerged from the swamp, raised his hand to conjure a waning moon, illuminating the surroundings.

"Oh dear, it's you, you old poisoner. I should have thrown in a couple more..." Zhu Rong muttered under his breath.

"Um?!"

"Oh, no, no, what I mean is, if I had known it was you, how could I have thrown a fireball at my beloved family and friends, my brothers and sisters?"

Zhu Rong chuckled and pulled Shebi's corpse out of the swamp.

Shebishi irritably shook off Zhurong's hand and looked at Gu Tianchen.

Why are you here?

"I'm here to rescue you and take you back, Godfather. You just said you have to die again... what do you mean?" Gu Tianchen asked with a puzzled look.

Shebishi glanced at Zhurong and slowly said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank this guy. If he hadn't pushed down the corpse of the Ancestral God of Death, I wouldn't have been able to control the origin of death."

As he spoke, Shebishi pulled out a ball of black mist that was constantly churning, ethereal and unpredictable, just like death itself, ever-changing.

"The Ancestral God of Death hid the essence of death within his corpse. Only by experiencing true death can one regain the essence of death."

When Shebishi retrieved the essence of death, the surrounding swamp of death began to gradually dissipate...

Gu Tianchen nodded and said, "Oh, I understand. This is what it means to be put in a desperate situation and then survive."

Shebishi nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. I guess the Ancestral God of Death left this Death Swamp not only to protect the source of death, but also as a test for future generations."

"Only by experiencing true death can one be reborn."

"Death does not simply refer to the death of a living body; the dissipation of the soul, the disappearance of the spirit, the collapse of faith... these all fall under the category of death."

"Death is the destination of all things in the world, and it is also rebirth."

Gu Tianchen smiled and nodded, "It seems that my godfather has a deeper understanding of death. No wonder he was able to inherit the essence of death."

Zhu Rong, who was listening nearby, was getting a headache.

"What's this talk of life and death, destiny and rebirth? If you ask me, just live life to the fullest, eat and drink to your heart's content, and enjoy life while it's short."

"If there's anything you want to do, play, or experience, take advantage of being alive and enjoy it to the fullest."

"After you die, you'll lose everything. Making yourself happy is the only meaning; everything else is bullshit."

Gu Tianchen and Shebishi exchanged a glance, then looked at Zhu Rong.

"Oh, godfather, I didn't realize you were so insightful."

Zhu Rong chuckled and said, "Heh heh, don't forget, I've also died once... no, counting my nine rebirths from the ashes, I've died ten times!"

"Stop dawdling. Now that we've found the old poison master, the next one should be Jumang."

"Alright, let me see where Jumang's adoptive father is..."

A willow branch grew from Gu Tianchen's palm, swaying continuously to guide them.