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

The Three Holy Emperors of Fire Cloud Cave!

Fuxi formed the Eight Trigrams seal with his hands, looked at the Flame Emperor Ktugya, and slowly said, "I have already calculated it for you."

"You are not destined to enter the Eastern Heavenly Gate today."

"If one goes against the will of Heaven, one will surely meet a tragic end, with one's body and soul extinguished."

The Flame Emperor Ktugya sneered, "Hmph, I'm the kind of person who refuses to believe in fate!"

The Yellow Emperor gripped the Xuanyuan Sword tightly and said in a deep voice, "Brother, why waste words with him? This fellow is just taking advantage of the fact that you are an intellectual!"

"Since you don't believe in fate, then speak to my Xuanyuan Sword! Take this!"

Chapter 931 The Dance of Ice and Fire!

Outside the South Heavenly Gate.

The Black King, radiating a dark and malevolent aura, was locked in a fierce battle with Surtur, the fire giant whose eternal flame burned fiercely!

The two towering fire giants exchanged blows, their clashes devoid of any supernatural powers or laws, only the satisfying sensation of each punch landing squarely!

boom! ! !

Black King unleashed a powerful, wild punch, slamming into Surtur's face!

Surtur was forced back a step, the flames on his body turning into a mushroom cloud that rose into the air before slowly dissipating...

The fire giant clenched its fist and slammed it down on the Black King's head, causing the black, malevolent flames to dim slightly...

In front of the South Heavenly Gate.

The Heavenly King Li Jing and other celestial deities were already sitting cross-legged on the ground, and were so hot that they took off their armor.

With great insight, the Wind Goddess untied her wind pouch, and a series of cool and refreshing breezes blew towards the Antarctic Longevity Emperor and Li Jing, along with other high-ranking leaders of the Heavenly Court.

Even though he was drenched in sweat from the heat, Li Jing didn't put down the exquisite pagoda in his hands...

Seeing that his leader was unavailable, the Giant Spirit God quickly stepped forward to wipe Li Jing's sweat, even though he himself was already soaked in sweat...

The big leaders in front have air conditioning, but the heavenly soldiers and generals behind them have to maintain their formation and dare not cause any trouble.

One of the Heavenly Soldiers, who had just ascended to heaven after a hundred years of cultivation, possessed weak divine power and, even from a great distance, could not withstand the terrifying high temperatures brought by the two supreme fire-type gods.

The soldier muttered something casually.

"I wish cold, icy rain were slapping my face..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier felt a chill.

A drop of icy rain fell from the sky and landed on his face.

The soldier was dumbfounded.

Holy crap, my words have become law?!

A chilling figure appeared above the South Heavenly Gate, instantly lowering the temperature of the surrounding scorching environment.

"That is……"

Li Jing quickly stood up.

The Antarctic Emperor smiled slightly, "That one has arrived. Today, Surtur, the Norse fire giant, is going to suffer a lot."

She wore a long, snow-white dress, exuding unparalleled coldness and beauty. A murderous intent flickered in her eyes, instantly freezing into frost!

Xuanming, the Ancestral Witch of Rain who controls both ice and rain elements and wields the power of slaughter and destruction!

Xuanming's beautiful eyes flickered as she coldly glanced at Surtur, the fire giant who was fiercely battling the Black King.

Surtur felt as if he were being watched by some terrifying being, and involuntarily shivered—an extreme fear that came from the depths of his heart!

The fire giant found the source of the extreme chill and looked at the figure of the ice-cold beauty in the void.

What terrifying frost power!!!

Surtur swallowed hard, feeling no covetousness for Xuanming's stunning figure, only a deep shock at the terrifying killing intent emanating from her!

Of all the ice gods he had ever encountered, only his nemesis, the frost giant Bergermir, was the most powerful.

But Bergermir was no match for this guy; he could only take a beating.

Surtur was able to suppress Bergermir with the Twilight Blade back then.

But now that he no longer has that sword, he's afraid his performance against this Ice Rain God of Slaughter will be even worse than Bergermir's.

A strange thought suddenly popped into Surtur's mind.

Am I really the sword stand for the Twilight Blade?

Upon seeing the arrival of the Xuanming Ancestral Witch, Cao Yuan, who was controlling the Black King, immediately bowed to her.

"Hehehe, Xuanming Ancestral Witch..."

"Call my sister."

Xuanming's voice was as clear and melodious as ice cubes colliding, carrying a chill.

Cao Yuan and Gongyang Zhuo could clearly sense that the Black King, who usually started fighting at the drop of a hat, involuntarily shivered when facing this person...

"Sister Xuanming, what brings you here?"

Cao Yuan and Gongyang Zhuo disintegrated, becoming two separate individuals, much to the relief of Black King...

Xuanming said coldly, "Who knows where that unlucky thing in the Ancestral God Temple who was in charge of hunting and killing went?"

"Everyone else has found their creditors and taken out loans in accordance with the laws of nature, but I'm the only one sitting on the sidelines."

"Right now, they're slaying Chaos. Even the Time God has crossed the River of Time to fight on behalf of my second brother. I'm just bored."

“I came here because I heard from Yuanshi that there was a fight going on.”

Cao Yuan and Gongyang Zhuo exchanged a glance before they realized what was happening.

There are only eleven Ancestral Gods in the Ancestral God Temple. The Hunting Ancestral God, who was later renamed the God of Assassination and Killers, Number 27, is still with their captain...

Cao Yuan and Gongyang Zhuo looked at the fire giant Surtur with sympathy.

It's true what they say, everything is fate. Of all people to be chosen, this Frost God of Slaughter had to be left out.

The two of them closed their eyes and even figured out where to bury Surtur.

Xuanming waved his hand and said, "You two step back, don't get in the way."

Cao Yuan and Gongyang Zhuo quickly stepped aside to make room for the Xuanming Boss.

Surtur felt the extreme cold emanating from Xuanming and had no desire to continue fighting.

What? The Twilight Blade?

Those were originally treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Listen to this name, Twilight Sword, how poetic! You can tell at a glance that only the romantic and poetic people of Great Xia could come up with such a name.

Those barbarians who live in trees don't know anything about the Twilight Blade!

Swish!

Surtur transformed into a streak of fire, turned around and left without the slightest hesitation!

Xuanming's eyes turned cold, and he gently flicked a crystal-clear snowflake from his fingertip.

"A thousand miles of ice."

Swish! ! !

A terrifying icy domain swept out, instantly transforming the surroundings into an ice and snow kingdom!

A terrifying frost spread out, freezing even the surrounding space and time!

With each step Xuanming took, a frost flower would bloom beneath his feet, crystal clear and icy cold!

"I heard from that kid Gu Tianchen that you Scandinavians love to sing 'A Song of Ice and Fire'. Why don't you sing one for me?"

"If it doesn't sound good..."

Xuanming slightly raised her head, her cold, beautiful eyes filled with killing intent!

"I'll make sure you never have to speak again for the rest of your life."

"Sing!"

Surtur was startled, and the Eternal Flame on his body almost went out!

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated! In Norse mythology, there are only fire giants who die in battle, not fire giants who beg for mercy!"

"I'll fight you to the death!!!"

Surtur, his body wreathed in flames, charged toward Xuanming!

Xuanming sneered, "Hmph, you do have some guts. Since that's the case, I'll give you a quick death!"

As he spoke, Xuanming revealed his true form as an Ancestral Witch, and the surrounding temperature plummeted to a terrifying freezing point, as if the universe had been destroyed and left in a deathly silence after the apocalypse!

The Xuanming Ice Technique instantly froze the Eternal Flame on Surtur's body, and afterimages filled with the laws of destruction appeared around the fire giant, forming a dance of death!

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, no one knew what had happened inside the icy and snowy realm.

As the icy realm dissipated, Xuanming Bingyan's figure slowly appeared. She casually tossed a deep red flame bead to Cao Yuan.

"You two should refine it; it will enhance the eternal fire of the twin flowers within you."

After saying that, Xuanming left everyone with only a stunningly beautiful silhouette before disappearing into the swirling snowflakes.

Chapter 932 Buddhist Relics

Outside the Western Heavenly Gate.

The malevolent Brahma unleashed a palm strike, sweeping with terrifying destructive power, heading straight for Zhunti!

Zhunti gripped the blessed pestle in his hand and slammed it fiercely towards the evil Brahma!

Unexpectedly, the evil Brahma flashed and appeared in the void like a projection, causing the powerful and heavy blessing pestle to miss its target!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the evil Brahma struck at the Cundi Buddha Mother with a palm!