What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

She was indeed very nervous, but she remained calm throughout and never entertained any illusions.

Therefore, her previous conversation was simply to locate the enemy's position as much as possible, to avoid any unexpected events in the upcoming battle, and to make calculations in advance.

Therefore, the calculation was completed the instant the conversation ended.

Lin Mushi withdrew her gaze.

At the same time, her fingertips twitched slightly, and the wind changed accordingly.

A gust of cold wind transformed into a sharp blade, piercing through layers of rain at unimaginable speed, creating an invisible passage in the air, then passing through metal, and leaving a trail of blood.

The blood flower was quite delicate.

Like a waterfall during the dry season, it falls slowly.

In the very last second before his death, the person sitting in a car who was talking to Lin Mushi... even now, his corpse still had a cold and mocking look in his eyes, and he didn't react until the very end.

The driver sitting next to this man blinked, and before he could even utter a sound, his head slumped to the side, his eyes covered in blood.

Since even Lin Mushi didn't look at the scene, Su Yan naturally had no interest in paying attention to it either.

She simply looked at Lin Mushi quietly, her gaze falling on the younger man's chest, a self-deprecating smile playing on her lips.

Lin Mushi felt the gaze, but didn't speak. Instead, she reached her hand deep into her collar, revealing a breathtaking scene.

The next moment, she took out a necklace from it.

Or rather, a ring.

There's nothing particularly special about this ring except for a line of small characters engraved on the band. It's very simple, yet it creates a unique aesthetic.

Apart from Su Yan, no one knew the origin of this ring.

But everyone was certain that this was a sacred object.

"And you all..."

Lin Mushi casually tugged at her collar to make herself more comfortable, then looked at the enemy in the rain and said, "Let's go together."

Her voice was casual, and her tone was calm, like that of a hospitable host.

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind suddenly changed.

A cold wind came from behind Lin Mushi, like a surging wave, turning the torrential rain into bullets, and as her gaze fell, it struck the powerful figure from the Divine Will Walker.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Countless crisp collision sounds echoed from the rushing traffic on the overpass.

There were also some painful screams mixed in, along with the flying blood.

Like fireworks in full bloom.

Amidst the flying carnage, an angry voice rang out from the communication system: "What's going on? How could a second-tier being achieve this? There's no way their mental strength could withstand this kind of consumption!"

No one answered the question, and the scene remained calm.

The so-called calm is not true calm, but rather a return to the state that should exist during a rainstorm, where blood and flesh no longer fly together, and blood and red light reflect in the sky.

Lin Mushi looked at the pieces of flesh on the ground, biting her lower lip lightly, her face already deathly pale.

She lowered her head slightly, looking at the ring on her chest, where wisps of smoke were slowly rising.

That's a natural change that occurs when rainwater encounters high temperatures.

Yes, just as the message that rang out in the communication system said, she had no reason to withstand an attack of this scale and should have died of a mental breakdown in an instant.

However, she had a ring.

The ring is named Absolution, and as a sacred object, it has only one purpose: to bear the price that extraordinary individuals must pay when using their abilities.

Because it is pure, it is powerful.

She and Gu Yuqiu had argued so hastily that she was so angry that she left on the spot, naturally forgetting to return the ring.

She later considered returning it, but she really didn't want Gu Yuqiu to interpret it as weakness, so she didn't pursue it further. However, she never expected it to come in handy today.

What's even more interesting is that this ring has a real owner.

And the owner was there at that moment.

Aren't you going to thank me?

Su Yan looked at the ring and said with a self-deprecating smile, "I never thought I would be your only chance."

Lin Mushi didn't look at her and said, "Then I should thank her even more."

The "she" in her words was, of course, referring to Gu Yuqiu.

Su Yan raised her eyebrows slightly but remained silent.

The battle is far from over.

The traffic on the overpass had decreased significantly, and the area was completely empty. The fallen bodies were washed to the sides by the rain, making the people still standing stand out even more.

Those people didn't use umbrellas, yet the wind and rain couldn't wet their clothes, or even a single eyebrow.

An invisible semi-circular barrier enveloped them, blocking the torrential rain that had been falling like bullets.

The thuds came more from there than from hitting the car.

When the scene calmed down, the person standing in the middle of the road calmly took a step forward, looked at Lin Mushi, and said a sentence.

"The gods said, 'There will be no more wind or rain here.'"

After saying this, the woman, who was nearly thirty and had light blonde hair, looked up at the sky and then her gaze fell on Lin Mushi.

Let's go together.

She smiled sincerely and said with a dreamy expression, "Although there is no reason for it, I am certain that you possess the aura of a god."

As they spoke, the long-brewing downpour began to subside, no longer like a waterfall falling from the sky, but becoming a gentle drizzle, and the cold winter suddenly turned into early spring.

Lin Mushi was silent for a while, then turned to look into the distance, where the torrential rain was still pouring down and showed no signs of stopping.

Only here has the rain stopped.

"You haven't reached the fifth rank yet, have you?"

She looked at the blonde woman, found the name in her memory, thought for a moment, and said, "I saw your name in the Special Affairs Bureau's files before... Theresa, or was it Theresia?"

"How it is translated is irrelevant. As long as I am still me, still the same person who believes and follows the great God, that is enough."

Theresa smiled gently, raised her hand to catch the last raindrop, and asked again, "Shall we go back together?"

She was the very saint who made the initial decision to capture Lin Mushi at all costs, a figure of extraordinary importance among the Divine Will Walkers.

Even though she hasn't reached the fifth rank yet, she is still extremely powerful and can even compete with some fifth-rank individuals.

As Lin Mushi pondered these thoughts, she suddenly felt a pang of regret.

The reason for this regret is that the new Chu... has seen too many powerful individuals arrive, resulting in a situation where fourth-tier cultivators are no better than dogs and fifth-tier cultivators are everywhere.

Both Lu Xiu and Shen Hong could crush this saint from the Divine Will Walker.

What's more, right beside her at this moment stands a being who stands at the pinnacle of the world, almost a god, and this great being wants her dead.

Even if Teresa were willing to accept the invitation, Su Yan would not agree.

This is destined to be a meaningless question.

Then a great deal of pity arose in her eyes, and she looked at Theresa and said, "You seem unable to comprehend divine will."

Theresa's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said in a slightly chilly voice, "I hope you can make me feel it."

Lin Mushi thought to herself, "Shouldn't you be saying that to Su Yan?"

As she was thinking this, she subconsciously took a small step to the side, and then heard a gunshot.

A bullet whizzed past her cheek, bringing a burning sensation that turned the hair around her ears yellow, no longer so clean black, and began to curl slightly.

What followed was a barrage of bullets, much weaker than the previous downpour, but still terrifyingly heavy.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Mushi could easily dodge this attack unscathed by simply raising her hand to summon a gust of wind that would form an invisible turbulence in front of her.

When Mr. Zhuo led the members of the Youmian Church to launch a surprise attack on a rainy night, this was how she resolved the related issues.

However, this method is now outdated.

Because Theresa, with her pale blonde hair and holy and beautiful appearance, had uttered a sentence earlier, using the extraordinary power called the Law.

And so there were no more strong winds or torrential rains here.

Looking at the bullets that were about to rain down, and sensing the air currents in the surrounding world that could no longer be stirred up, Lin Mushi thought of a solution.

Countless wisps of air transformed into strings, weaving an invisible giant net.

Every string of the instrument connects her, becoming a part of her perception of the world, leaving nothing out.

Lin Mushi's thoughts shifted slightly.

The whole world seemed to slow down.

Time no longer flies by.

When the poet finally lamented the fleeting nature of life, the deceased were not yet completely gone.

This feeling is incredibly wonderful.

A path appeared in her eyes, and she followed it. As a result, not a single bullet, which rained down like a storm, landed beside her.

She turned her head and looked back at the bridge surface where countless bullets were flying, and said with a sigh, "So it's that simple."

This sentence has two meanings.

It is a new landscape.

Is that all there is to you?

Lin Mushi walked slowly forward, the isolated sunlight falling on her, making her eyes shine even brighter.

In the far reaches of her surroundings, the wind and rain never cease.

Chapter 102: The Undercurrents Beyond the Sunlight

The spiritual energy revival has only lasted for twenty-three years. The Ascension to Godhood was born from old documents and pointed out the direction for the extraordinary. From the initial perception of the first level to the near-godhood of the fifth level, it seems to be a short and very simple thing, but the reality is far from it.