I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night

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Taixuan Divine Mountain.

Lu Gong's face was pale.

To be honest, he was not an ancient existence, but merely a man with knowledge of worldly books and decades of experience.

He was just an old man.

An old man who had barely reached the Refining God Realm as a temple priest.

He opened his mouth, speaking with a bitter voice, "He shouldn't have died here."

Fu Zhong calculated the heavenly mechanisms once more and had already passed out unconscious.

Lu Changsheng was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Is it really still this result?"

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In the Flame Spirit Prefecture, Senior Brother Yan was silent for a moment, patted his junior sister's shoulder, and softly said, "We have been taught by the Saint Master, so we must inherit his legacy, dry your tears, and let us leave the city... to slay demons!"

In Heavenly Destiny City, the Chief Supreme Elder knelt on the ground, facing the Demon Domain, and said softly, "Farewell to the Saint Master."

The old Daoist scientist's mouth bled as he said despondently, "I can no longer ascertain the Saint Master's traces; the Canglong Ancestor was not meant to die here..."

The Chief Supreme Elder sighed, "The Canglong Ancestor also perished under this tribulation back then."

In the Kunlun Ancestor Realm.

"If those evils devour the Saint Master, they will each receive a great enhancement, breaking boundaries, and then the Human Clan will face numerous Heavenly Demons and Holy Spirits."

The Qilin Ancestor said, "It should be the Human Clan's doing, summoning the tribulation to wipe out the Saint Master's corpse along with those evils, leaving no trace, to spare the surrounding Human Clan from the impending catastrophe..."

"I still can't believe he just died like that."

Prince Kai-Ming's face was grim as he said sternly, "Deploy the warship, I must see the battlefield myself!"

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In the Holy Alliance's Forbidden Land.

"Is he finally dead?"

The Great Evil God felt a bit of fear.

Earlier, he even regretted if he had hidden earlier in the Demon Domain, perhaps he could have consumed the Saint Master's corpse.

But now, it seemed if He had gone there, He would have been completely annihilated under the thunderous tribulation.

"The Saint Master... is really hard to kill..."

The divine spirits in the Forbidden Land had some sentiment and said, "Apart from the two generations of Human Emperors, none of the past Great Fate Tellers are difficult for us divine spirits! In the past, I underestimated him, but fortunately the result... ultimately is as previously expected!"

"Not necessarily!"

The Great Evil God shook his head slightly and said, "The Saint Master gathered the hope of the Human Clan, his death should have made the Human Clan despondent, never to rise again! But now... maybe his death has instead fired up the fighting spirit of the Human Clan!"

Before the Saint Master died, he slew mighty evils and exterminated the dignitaries of gods and demons!

He demonstrated the limitless potential of the Human Clan!

He made the Human Clan understand that even mortals can slay gods!

And his death might not make the Human Clan despondent; instead, it could make them unprecedentedly united!

"This is the true role of a Great Fate Teller?"

The Great Evil God appeared contemplative.

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In Yuan Shan City.

"Is this also your handiwork?" The Medicine Gatherer's face was bitter to the extreme.

"I do not have such handiwork, just following orders, arranging matters," the God of the Distant Mountains slowly said.

"I have seen this thunderbolt," the Medicine Gatherer was silent for a moment, then said, "Back then, the Canglong Ancestor also fell under this tribulation. I later consumed a fragmented piece of a Dragon Ball..."

"Back then, the three Great Saints made a blood sacrifice of the populace, attempting to obtain the method of deification from it," the God of the Distant Mountains sighed and said, "But after they opened this Thunder Department prison, they realized it was all wrong."

"So they summoned this tribulation?" the Medicine Gatherer pondered.

"In this prison, 108 gods and demons were held," the God of the Distant Mountains said quietly, "Afterwards, only thirteen gods and demons remained! Moreover, the lingering power of thunder resealed this prison..."

"This time, consider me defeated!"

The Medicine Gatherer stated calmly, "I will harvest all the Great Medicine I've planted, regardless of whether they are mature or not... just waiting for his return!"

"Oh?"

The God of the Distant Mountains sneered.

"If the Saint Master accidentally broke the Thunder Department prison, triggering all these events, perishing in the process, then he might really be dead."

The Medicine Gatherer slowly said, "But since you've been preparing for so long, one day, he will return, I'll be waiting for him..."

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In Qifeng Prefecture City.

Wutong Divine Mother withdrew her gaze.

"Divine Mother, is the Saint Master truly dead?"

The Saintess's face was pale, and she spoke softly, "He..."

Wutong Divine Mother did not respond, only dispersing the divine light and merging back into her trunk.

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In High Willow City.

Liu Zun awoke.

"Is it really such a result?"

Liu Zun whispered, "The truth of the calamity in the Demon Domain back then and the current calamity, they're also greatly different..."

He overlooked.

He saw a young man, slumped on the ground, dazed and speechless, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

He remembered this person, was the blood brother of today's Saint Master.

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"Farewell to the Saint Master!"

On this night, the Human Clan in the Holy Alliance knelt toward the south.

The Human Clan in the South Mountain Sacred Land knelt toward the north.

Han Zheng gripped his knife, gazing into the distance, silent, but a growing sorrow.

Lv Tang and Shen Jiang, before dawn, had already left the city, frantically heading toward Prince Zhen Nan's Royal City.

In Prince Zhen Nan's Royal City, the highest Commander of the Demon Suppression Department and the Supreme Elder of the Life Tribute exchanged a look, both with deeply complex and sorrowful expressions.

"The weight of the Saint Master was enough to make the Lord of Heaven in Shangri Sacred Land die for him!"

The Supreme Commander of the Demon Suppression Department's Main Hall said in a deep voice, "The Saint Master managed the Upper Heaven and led many strong warriors from the Upper Heaven to sweep the Demon Domain; it shouldn't have ended like this!"

"This time we faced ancient divine spirits,"

Life Tribute was silent for a moment and said, "Did the Human Emperor Era not also perish in Deceit Night? So many like the Saint Master, buried quietly in the ancient past, we don't even know... but now at least the Saint Master let us know, the Human Clan may not be unable to kill evil gods!"

From afar, a fierce shout was heard, with light soaring into the sky.

That was the Human Martial Saint of the Upper Heaven, that old veteran who lost an eye, desperately charging towards the location of the Central Immortal Mansion.

And overseas, the waves surged.

The sky dome suddenly broke, a light emerged, as if a gaze crossed the heavens and looked down.

The Judicial Great Heavenly Monarch perceived the anomaly, looking up, and said, "After the Ancient Era, the first Grotto Heaven created, the Human Clan's first ancestor realm, Penglai? Were you the deity who assisted that generation of the Human Clan in founding the Creation cultivation system?"

"Did he truly die?"

In the Penglai Ancestor Realm, a deep voice emanated.

"I have not reached the rank of the highest leader of the Thunder Department, unable to view the historical river."

The Judicial Great Heavenly Monarch said calmly, "Whether he will reappear in the future, I do not know... but a long time ago, I have already seen him."

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And in the Demon Domain, Thunder Hall.

Earlier, the lightning descended from the sky.

Lin Yan lay on the ground, powerless to rise, powerless to resist.

He watched the thunder sword come across the historical river.

The lightning reflected in his eyes.

But what he saw was not just lightning.

Endless scenes entered his eyes.

Before Lin Yan could make sense of these endless scenes, he was completely engulfed by the lightning.

The flesh was disintegrating, crumbling inch by inch.

The primordial spirit dissipating, the inner realm collapsing.

Agony!

Agony almost unbearable!

Body and divine soul, from within to without, were being destroyed inch by inch.

What is called Lingchi could not even compare to such pain.

In all this extreme pain, he knew he was going to die.

Then he fell into endless darkness.

It's unknown how long the darkness lasted.

Lin Yan slowly opened his eyes.

What appeared before his eyes was no longer the halls of the Thunder Department, no longer the endless lightning.

This was a sky, painted red.