I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night

He faced the mocking gazes of all gods, slowly raising his blade.

At this moment, the gods and demons ahead were like one towering mountain after another!

And before these imposing mountains, Lin Yan seemed as weak as an ordinary mortal.

Even if he swung his hoe, digging tirelessly, he could not harm the foundations!

If he could be given enough opportunities, he believed he could cut these Old Gods down, bit by bit!

The Foolish Old Man could move mountains, and water droplets could pierce stone!

However, he knew the chance was gone!

There was an hour until the palace doors completely closed!

Yet at this moment, the Formation hadn't completely sealed off.

Along the gaps of the palace doors, an eerie aura continued to seep in, strengthening these gods and demons, and wearing down those chains.

Perhaps in less than an hour, an Old God would break free from the chains!

Lin Yan stood before the palace door, cutting off all mana extending from the Old Gods, annihilating parts of the Divine Body tainted by the eerie presence, such as hair, arms, even blood...

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Kunlun Ancestor Realm.

The mortal paradise created by the Netherworld Emperor, having endured six thousand years.

Unlike the Ancestor Realm of Upper Heaven, which fell into the Mortal World after the fall of Canglong Ancestor, this place thrived, with generations of strong individuals emerging.

More importantly, the Ancient God Qilin still lived here.

In this Ancestor Realm, when the Qilin Ancestor closed its eyes, it was night; when it opened them, it was daylight.

At this moment, it should have been night.

But in an instant, the Ancestor Realm bloomed with light, turning night into day.

"The time has come."

The voice of the Qilin spread quietly.

With a dragon's head, a lion's body, a bull's tail, tiger's claws, covered with Scale Armor, its divine might was overwhelming, intimidating in all directions.

Within the hall, statues that had slept through ages began to crack, revealing one Human Martial Saint after another.

But all the Human Martial Saints looked at the deepest statue.

From inside, a young man emerged, thin and frail, hair disheveled, eyes red.

"Greetings, Crown Prince!"

"The Netherworld Dynasty has fallen, the Eastern Palace Crown Prince no longer exists, I am now the Lord of Kunlun!"

The young man, clad in a black robe, his expression complex, said, "Send orders, prepare the grand sacrifice!"

He raised his head, softly saying, "Is it my generation's time to emerge?"

"The treasure your father emperor acquired from Upper Heaven is still here with me."

The Qilin Ancestor opened its mouth and spat out, revealing a Treasure Mirror, floating above the Void.

The mirror's light shone, suspended in the Sky Dome.

Inside the Kunlun Ancestor Realm, all the Human Clan saw the scene on the Sky Dome.

It was a golden figure, thirty-six zhang high, wielding a long blade, closing the palace door, facing the gods inside the hall.

"He is the person of Great Luck for this generation, the one awaited by Upper Heaven, the Saint Master inheriting the Netherworld's legacy, creator of the new path!"

The voice of the Qilin Ancestor spread across the Kunlun Ancestor Realm: "With a mortal body, facing All Gods! As predicted by the Netherworld Emperor, this Saint Master has no fear of battle..."

"Without understanding the need to bide one's time, he is not a qualified leader of the Human Clan."

The former Crown Prince of the Netherworld Dynasty, now the Lord of Kunlun, remained silent for a moment before saying, "But the Human Clan needs someone who can stir the heart of blood bravery in the race!"

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Heavenly Destiny City.

The Eternal Mirror suddenly gleamed with Divine Light, revealing a scene, reflecting in the Sky Dome.

To be precise, in all Holy Lands where there was an Eternal Mirror, Thousand-Life Mirror, and Hundred Generation Mirror, they all shone with Divine Light, reflecting the Sky Dome.

"Is this... the Saint Master?"

"How could this be?"

"The Eternal Mirror? New Law?"

"..."

The elder's expression was grave, saying, "Replicating the Eternal Mirror, crafting the Thousand-Life Mirror, forging the Hundred Generation Mirror... integrating the new law! But why is this happening?"

He suddenly turned his head, looking at the Chief Supreme Elder, saying, "The current Refining Hall is under your charge!"

"This Eternal Mirror has been hidden in Kunlun for many years, with a single rune added by the Netherworld Emperor, not an Ancient Divine Talisman."

The Chief Supreme Elder calmly said, "All our replicated Eternal Mirror, Thousand-Life Mirror, Hundred Generation Mirror, have imitated this single rune..."

The elder hesitated for a moment, "What is the function of this rune?"

The Chief Supreme Elder, with an indifferent tone, said, "Everyone thought it was the real Ancient Eternal Mirror that remained in Heavenly Destiny City! But even the Saint Master doesn't know that the Eternal Mirror in his hand is the real Ancient Mirror!"

"At this moment, the Eternal Mirror in his hand, serves as the source for all Treasure Mirrors."

"All the Eternal Mirror, Thousand-Life Mirror, Hundred Generation Mirror in the world will reflect everything happening to him."

"Back then, Kunlun bestowed me this opportunity, for today!"

The Chief Supreme Elder slowly said, "In the name of the Saint Master, affirm the will of the Human Clan!"

"Inside there are Old Gods!"

The elder said solemnly, "How can you affirm the will of the Human Clan?"

He paced back and forth, saying, "If the Saint Master retreats, it will indeed be a cowardly retreat, surely losing people's hearts! If the Saint Master does not retreat, as a mere mortal, standing against All Gods, it's like an egg against a rock, an ant shaking a tree. If he dies in battle, I fear this generation of the Human Clan will despair and lose all fighting spirit from then on!"

The Chief Supreme Elder remained silent for a moment, then shook his head, saying, "He is not only the one awaited by Upper Heaven, but also by Kunlun... The hopes of two Human Emperors rest on him, he absolutely cannot die here!"

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Sixty thousand troops have been saved.

Hong Xiao and Yi Feng the Great Saint were severely injured.

But Yi Feng the Great Saint's eyes were particularly bright.

Beside him was Li Gui, who had hurried over.

"All this, it has truly been realized as depicted in the mural?"

Li Gui's face slightly changed, and he whispered, "Is the trajectory of the future truly fixed and unchangeable? If so, what is the purpose of our efforts? If so, what will be the outcome for the Human Clan in the future?"

Yi Feng the Great Saint threw the Thousand-Life Mirror up to the sky.