Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"Where is this place? What am I afraid of? No, I want to leave first!"

The white-robed oracle was struck by fear and his body trembled. He suddenly swung out a powerful sword energy, and then he shot out immediately after the sword energy, his white robe fluttering in the wind.

After running for an unknown amount of time, he stopped in confusion and looked around.

The scenery remains the same as before!

It was as if the rapid gallop just now was just an illusion, and he remained in the same place without moving at all.

"Witchcraft... What kind of witchcraft is this!"

His teeth kept chattering, but he couldn't tell what he was afraid of. The trembling feeling was like a warning signal engraved in the DNA of living beings, and it was the most primitive survival instinct telling him.

Danger, danger, danger!

At this moment, Su Yan's voice suddenly came from above, magnificent and vast, echoing throughout the world.

"Witchcraft? You uneducated foreigner."

The white-robed oracle looked up hurriedly, but after just one glance, he froze.

In the sight, two eyes flashing with fire tore through the clouds, covering the sky and the sun. Under the mountain-like nose, a bloody mouth was slowly grinning, grinning with bared teeth, revealing two rows of huge white fangs.

It's the intruder...

He suddenly realized, and looking around, he realized that the five pillars reaching to the sky were actually the five fingers of the invader, and the bottomless winding ravines around them were just the lines on his palms.

And now, I am in the other party's palm.

The white-robed oracle opened his mouth, his legs went weak, and he fell to the ground with blank eyes.

"No, this is impossible. Are you a god..."

In a trance, he had a feeling that there were more than just gods...

What would it be?

Above the gods?

"Hey, surprise, surprise, awesome... Holy crap, you peed on my hand!!!"

An angry roar resounded through the heavens and earth. The white-robed Oracle curled up into a trembling ball. He looked up at the giant pillars supporting the sky collapsing. Shadows flooded across his vision like a tide, and the last ray of daylight was swallowed up completely...

Ashes.

……

"Hu~~"

The red thread pinched by the fingertips burned to ashes, and the white-robed oracle not far away had been shattered, erased and dissipated, even all cause and effect completely dissipated. Unless Su Yan told, no one would remember that such a person had ever existed.

Everything that belongs to him will be erased, even if it is unreasonable, it will be smoothed out by the laws of nature.

Su Yan slowly exhaled and raised his hand to rub his swollen eyebrows.

"No wonder Master warned me not to use this magical power against enemies other than those I know will die." Su Yan stared at the gray mark remaining on his palm.

"The Heavenly Dao gives birth to all things, and after all living things die, they return to their origins. This is an eternal cycle, and this magical power directly wipes out all living things from the source. It's like cutting a piece out of the foundation of the Great Dao. It truly hurts the harmony of Heaven."

If the Tao is compared to a scarf, mortals are the barely perceptible threads on it. The Tao that practitioners are stained with accounts for a larger proportion, like a thin thread or a thread end.

God is at least a thick thread. Once it is pulled too much, the road will sooner or later fall apart and become a mess.

Thinking of this, Su Yan's mouth twitched suddenly:

"Does this count as plucking a hair from Lin Qi? Will he become bald if he plucks too many hairs in the future? ... I hope he won't bother me. His nagging is giving me a headache!"

I'll ask Merlin later how to protect my hair and teach it to Lin Peiqi in advance... Su Yan took a few steps forward and picked up Han Chuansi's black knife on the ground.

The fifth of Huojin's Nine Swords is [Black Rope].

"Using the sword master as the radius, set coordinates within a 30-kilometer radius and project the blade to the coordinates, causing tons of damage!"

"Crack."

Su Yan pulled out the [Black Rope] from its sheath. The blade was pitch black, more curved than an ordinary katana, and the blade was flashing with quenching patterns.

"It's barely usable." Su Yan flicked the blade with his knuckles and shook his head.

"In the city, we are restricted in our movements. If we are not careful, we will harm innocent people. In the wilderness, we lack precise landing points."

The bridge collapse a few days ago that caused many deaths was caused by Kanchuan Si using this knife.

After swinging the knife a few times and putting it back into the sheath, Su Yan returned to the "Nowhere" hut.

An Qingyu was standing in front of the computer that was crackling and emitting sparks, staring blankly. The room was filled with the pungent smell of burning rubber. The others were sitting around the table, looking at each other in confusion.

Su Yan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's burning... Pickled fish, why are you so gloomy?"

"No, no! I feel like something is wrong. Why am I behaving so strangely?"

An Qingyu raised the Eighty Hammers in his hand, puzzled, because just now, after Su Yan left Xingjian Xiangta behind and pushed the door open to walk out, he immediately ordered everyone to hide.

Then he burned all the paper documents in a fire.

Finally, he took out a sledgehammer and smashed the computer to pieces, turning the hard drive into powder.

It is obvious that he is destroying the documents and preparing to run away!

But didn’t Su Yan just go out to the bathroom?

What on earth am I worried about?

Could he even pull out a nuclear bomb?!

Chapter 405: Stand Up and Kick

"So, you completely erased the cause and effect of the oracle, which is why I feel like my memory is being ripped away?"

An Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I almost thought I had Alzheimer's syndrome."

Then I looked at the computer in front of me that was broken beyond repair and felt like crying but had no tears.

"Why does this B always manage to trick him without him realizing it..."

On the other side, Su Yan sat on a chair, holding the teacup and blowing gently.

The tea made from Jiang Bait tastes surprisingly good!

This tea is called genmaicha. It is made by frying brown rice in a pan until fragrant, and then mixing it into bancha or sencha. The tea and rice complement each other perfectly. It has the astringency of tea, the aroma of fried rice, and even a hint of popcorn.

"It's nice to have a woman by your side when you're out and about. Before Jiang Er joined the team, let alone tea, the team was full of lazy old men. No one even had to boil water for a cup of hot water. When I went out to eat, I had to bring back a portion for three people."

Jia Lan doesn't count! That girl likes to pretend to be innocent in her life. She has to be fed by Lin Qiye for meals. It's unrealistic to expect her to serve tea and water.

Su Yan thought to himself, sipping his tea happily.

Jiang Er put on two huge heat-insulating gloves and placed a plate of snacks fresh from the oven in front of him: "Brother Su Yan, try the matcha cake I made."

“It looks delicious.”

Su Yan teased, "Jiang Er, whoever marries you in the future will be very lucky!"

Jiang Bait stole a glance at An Qingyu, who was leaning on a large hammer in a daze, and said embarrassedly: "No...nothing!"

"I can't eat your food for free, and besides, I haven't given you any gifts since you joined the team."

Su Yan thought for a moment and handed the [Black Rope] on the table to Jiang Er: "I'll give this knife to you. The little girl and the big black knife are the best match."

"Ah, give it to me? Brother Su Yan, this is too valuable..."

Jiang Er quickly waved her hand to refuse, but the knife was already stuffed into her hand, leaving her at a loss for a moment.

These are the Nine Swords of Huojin. I have heard a lot about these famous weapons over the past year.

If one can get the assistance of the sword spirit, even if an ordinary person holds it in his hand, his strength will be at the Sea Realm. After fully mastering it, he can even be comparable to "Wulian". Brother Su Yan is too generous to give away such a magic weapon.

Su Yan smiled and said, "Jiang Er, we are all family, there is no need to be polite to me."

Jiang Er said anxiously, "But... wouldn't it be a waste for me to keep it? If I gave this knife to Brother Cao Yuan, wouldn't it be more helpful to the team?"

"I dare not give it to him." Su Yan hurriedly shook his head: "The sword spirit and the sword master need to communicate before they can fight. After Cao Yuan drew his sword, he only said 'hehehehe' to the sword spirit. In the end, the sword spirit would have to break through the defense and fight with him!"

Cao Yuan: ...

Everyone present had witnessed Cao Yuan's [Black King Slash]. After he activated the Forbidden Ruins, a dark shadow of a demon over five meters tall would appear behind him, with billowing smoke and a hideous and evil look.

Thinking of that scene, the Sword Soul asked him: "Sword Master, what should I do now?"

Cao Yuan: "Hehe."

Sword Soul: “…”

Cao Yuan: "Hehehehe!"

Sword Spirit: "Sword Master, please respect yourself, Sword Master!"

Wu Ji shuddered aside. She would never dare to acknowledge a sword master like Cao Yuan as her master. He was too scary.

Having said that, Jiang Er suppressed his laughter, shook off the messy images in his mind, and stopped refusing.

When he looked at the black knife in his hand again, his eyes revealed an unconcealable cherishment.

As a Night's Watchman, who wouldn't want to have a real magic weapon in his hand!

"Brother Su Yan, how should I use it? It is said that the Nine Swords of Huojin need the sword spirit to recognize the master before it can be used."

Jiang Er tried to draw his sword, but the black sword was stuck tightly and could not be unsheathed at all.

"My lord, I know." Wu Ji moved to Su Yan's side and whispered, "There are only two ways to pull out the Huojin Sword Master. One is to possess the royal blood like you, so that you can control any of the nine swords at will.

"As for ordinary warriors... only by being sincere and staying with the sword spirit for a long time can they gain its favor."

Jiang Er asked doubtfully, "Royal blood? What is royal blood? I don't think I have it. So I need to slowly get along with this sword?"

The royal blood is actually the law.

Lin Qiye has the law soil left for him by Nyx, so he can pull out the Huojin Sword. But I possess the law myself and can control it at will... Su Yan stood up and said, "How can we have the time to slowly influence it? I will teach you the third method of recognizing the master now!"

"The third type?"

An Qingyu and Cao Yuan, who had been listening for a while, also became interested and came over: "You have a third method, please elaborate on it."

Wu Ji blinked her eyes, her face also full of curiosity.

As a Blade Spirit, I didn't even know there was a third method. What could it be?!