The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 384 The first person to offer sacrifices to the sword, the sword is named Godslayer!

Upon hearing Su Ming's words, Bai Suzhen recalled some clues they had found after establishing the Search for Gods Palace, realizing that they were not the only immortals in the world.

Then, a thought struck her: "You mean, to resolve this so-called Great Calamity, we must eliminate these immortals?"

Su Ming examined the sword in his hand, feeling its cold sharpness, and smiled with satisfaction. "This method can only solve the immediate crisis. What the Great Sword Master and the Monk Emperor saw as the Great Calamity of the Thousand Autumns is actually the Great Calamity of the Divine Continent. Behind it all are these immortal beings manipulating things."

“Killing them is only a temporary solution. Every era has its own strong figures, but in my opinion, it is enough to resolve this great calamity in China.”

A thoughtful expression appeared on Bai Suzhen's beautiful face. Suddenly, she asked, "With your power, immortality is easy for you. If you yourself become the source of chaos in the land in the future, who will be able to stop you?"

This is yet another story about a dragon slayer turning into a dragon.

Su Ming's lips curled up slightly, and his gaze shifted from the sword to Bai Suzhen again. "I have no interest in causing a great calamity in the land and bringing suffering to the people. If Heaven is going to bring down a great calamity, I want to see if I can reverse this predetermined situation."

"Now that the sword is complete, I'm even more eager to see how many of my swords the immortal beings born over thousands of years can withstand. These two things are not mutually exclusive."

Even before arriving in the world of Fengyun, Su Ming knew that the path taken by authors like The Legend of the Condor Heroes and Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty was simply not viable. In the face of the immortals' longevity, what did a mere few hundred years of dynastic changes matter?

Putting everything else aside, if the World Society, which Xiong Ba painstakingly built, were to confront the Sou Shen Palace head-on, apart from him and Feng Yun, the others would probably not survive. Without his subordinates, Xiong Ba would be a commander without troops, essentially useless.

Furthermore, the heavenly gate established by Indra is not easy to deal with.

Of course, such a world where strength reigns supreme is not without its advantages. As long as you are strong enough, you can basically accomplish anything you want to do. If Xiong Ba dies, the world will fall apart, and not many people will die.

Organizations in the world of Fengyun rely too heavily on the strength of their leaders; once the leader dies, the organization is unlikely to survive.

Just as Bai Suzhen was about to say something more, Su Ming looked up at the dome, his gaze seemingly piercing through space to see the ground. "Let's go, let's go up, there are people waiting for us outside."

Bai Suzhen was slightly surprised. She hadn't noticed anyone outside at all, yet he had sensed it. At that moment, she clearly felt the difference in strength between the two sides.

……

"You actually dare to come here again! You escaped back then, but today I won't let you leave alive!"

When Su Ming and Bai Suzhen left the underground of Leifeng Pagoda and came to the surface, a voice suddenly rang out, cold, cruel, deep, and domineering.

Su Ming turned around and looked at the person who had come in.

It was a man of extremely imposing stature, with a head of strangely alluring hair, half black and half red, parted in the middle; the black was strikingly dark, the red blindingly bright. He wore a blood-red cloak and a suit of jet-black armor. His face was cold and stern, his eyes gleaming with a cruel, bloodthirsty light. Standing in the afterglow of the molten lava, he resembled an extremely terrifying demon, or a raging inferno ready to devour his prey, inspiring dread in all who beheld him.

This person looked like someone not to be trifled with, but Su Ming sized him up with interest. "What's your name?"

The man didn't even glance at her, his cruel eyes fixed on Bai Suzhen, a sinister and terrifying grin spreading across his face. "Bai Suzhen, I have a name that will be remembered by the world for all eternity, Divine General. Remember the name that killed you! I will offer your head to the gods."

The moment Bai Suzhen saw him, she recognized the Heaven-Shifting Divine Technique he practiced, and his identity was self-evident. In an instant, her gentle temperament vanished, replaced by coldness and determination. "A mere lackey dares to be remembered for eternity? If that bald monk hadn't ambushed me with the divine stone, how could your master have possibly harmed me?"

Seeing the other party's expression, Su Ming chuckled and turned to look at Bai Suzhen. "I didn't expect that as soon as the sword was completed, someone would come to offer a sacrifice for it. Miss Bai, do you mind if I overstep my bounds?"

Bai Suzhen understood Su Ming's thoughts and didn't hesitate much, "Alright, this person will be left to you to handle, sir."

Immediately, Su Ming ran two fingers across the sword formed from the divine stone and muttered to himself, "Speaking of which, I haven't given you a name yet. In that case, I'll call you Godslayer."

As Su Ming finished speaking, two ancient seal characters appeared on the sword: Godslayer.

At this moment, the god general began to look at Su Ming in front of him, but the more he looked, the more surprised and excited he became, and the bloodlust in his eyes intensified.

"Divine General, today I will show you the power of the God-Slaying Sword."

Upon hearing Su Ming's words, the divine general was slightly taken aback, then smiled wickedly, his eyes flashing with cruel coldness as he said, "Fine, then let me witness its power. However, the price for failure will be for me to drink your brains! And by the way, I'll take this sword too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the general's eyes flashed with a cold and fierce light. His cloak billowed like flames behind him. He moved his feet and his hands, staring straight at Su Ming. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Su Ming. He raised his finger and poked at him, as if he wanted to pry open Su Ming's skull and have a good feast.

However, the moment he made his move, Su Ming did not move an inch. He gently raised his longsword, and the blade stood in front of him. It was as if the divine general had delivered himself to the door and was about to crash into the sword.

Realizing that the opponent's sword was no ordinary object, the divine general twisted his body and spread his five fingers to grab Su Ming's skull.

Before his finger could fall, Su Ming sheathed his sword behind his back and lightly tapped down, landing on the general's chest.

"boom!"

A seemingly casual finger gesture, yet it seemed to contain immense power, like a heavy hammer striking down. The general's eyes suddenly changed, and he saw that his palm was about to tear open the opponent's bones and devour his brains. But when the opponent's finger touched his chest, it was as if a thousand-pound force had struck him. In an instant, he was sent flying backward.

He was thrown back dozens of feet. When he looked down, he saw that there was a hole in his armor, which was impervious to swords and spears. Blood was dripping from the wound, and wisps of sword energy swirled around it, making it difficult to heal.

What seemed like a light flick of the finger actually contained sword energy, yet the divine general's physical body was able to withstand it, surpassing ninety percent of the martial artists in the world. "The World-Destroying Demon Body, not bad."

Seeing that the other party remained calm and composed, the god general became even more frenzied. He looked at Su Ming, his face reflecting the red light emanating from the molten lava, making him appear even more ferocious and malevolent. From a distance, he looked terrifying and wicked, with his strange black and red hair parted in two, which was already billowing in the air like flames. "I'm increasingly looking forward to the taste of your brain marrow."

Before the words had even finished, the divine general suddenly raised both palms, unleashing two bursts of energy that then merged into one, transforming into a crimson beam of light that surged forward like a tidal wave, its powerful momentum striking directly at Su Ming.

"World-Destroying Demon Body!"

With the burst of energy, the surface of West Lake not far away instantly exploded, forming columns of water shooting into the sky, huge waves churning, and countless fish and shrimp died.

"break!"

Su Ming held the God-Slaying Sword horizontally in front of him, and a wisp of sword energy quietly emerged, lightly severing the fist force emitted by the divine general. Wherever it passed, there was instant silence and calm, as if it had been smoothed out by an invisible hand. The divine general had been preparing to attack, and just a moment ago the mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting, and the momentum was earth-shattering. The next moment, however, the wind and clouds dissipated, and the palm force and energy vanished in an instant.

What domineering sword energy! The evil smile on the god's face gradually froze. He hadn't even noticed when that sword energy had appeared. What would have happened if it had landed on him?
However, as the core of the God-Searching Palace, the God General was inherently proud, domineering, bloodthirsty, and arrogant. His pride would not allow him to escape, much less retreat.

The next moment, his face showed shock and anger, his evil arrogance intensified, and his madness grew stronger, his long black and red hair moving without wind.

He suddenly leaped into the air and disappeared from the spot, but in no time, a terrifying fist arrived in front of Su Ming. It was vaguely wrapped with a ball of crimson fire, and lightning flashed. The fire and lightning merged and transformed into a terrifying aura that could annihilate everything.

"boom!"

In an instant, he unleashed dozens, even hundreds of punches, the furious blows creating shockwaves and leaving afterimages in the air. He let out a beast-like growl, simultaneously channeling his fire and thunderous energy into his fists, which enveloped almost every inch of his flesh. His fists rained down on Su Ming like a storm.

However, the other party simply held the sword and made a light slash.

Silent and still, like a country child waving a stick without any technique, yet this simple sword strike completely annihilated his fist's power.

As he saw, Su Ming did not use his true energy; he simply unleashed the power of the God-Slaying Sword itself, which made the divine general unable to move an inch.

Su Ming extended his finger again and gently tapped the general. The general was struck as if by lightning. His true energy seemed to surge uncontrollably, and his blood and qi flowed backward. "You've had enough fun. It's my turn!"

The next moment, he stared blankly down at the sight of a fair hand holding a sword that was plunged into his chest. His painstakingly cultivated World-Destroying Demon Body was utterly useless against this sword.

"Tick! Tick!"

Blood dripped from the wound, and the sound could be clearly heard as it fell to the ground.

Bai Suzhen looked at the divine general with a faint pity in her eyes, but it was extremely cold. He had no idea what level of opponent he was facing!

"Damn it!" The general, regaining his senses, was filled with rage. His eyes blazed with fury, and he wanted nothing more than to devour someone. He considered himself the number one person under the God's throne and was extremely arrogant. Now, he was being humiliated by an unknown person. How could he accept this?

He stared intently at Su Ming, gritting his teeth, wanting to reach out and grab the sword to break it.

However, before he could reach out, Su Ming drew his sword and gracefully retreated.

"Oh!"

The god stood motionless, his eyes glazed over, but his body trembled violently. His entire body and the acupoints around him suddenly lit up inexplicably, like flickering starlight. Then, strands of brilliant sword energy burst out from them, as if someone had pierced countless holes in his body, producing a series of crackling sounds.

In an instant, it seemed as if beams of light shot out from the god's entire body. Amidst his screams, streaks of blood shot out from his body, dispersing in the air and turning into a blood mist.

Until the sword energy dissipated, the divine general was covered in blood. He was panting, his face was covered in blood, his eyes were wide open, but he still stood firm and did not fall.

Despite suffering such a severe injury, the god's wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, figures appeared around West Lake, emanating powerful auras, and all headed towards Leifeng Pagoda.

The figures moved swiftly and unpredictably, some as agile and fast as others as light as ghosts. In the blink of an eye, they had all stood at the foot of Leifeng Pagoda, each with a different expression.

When they arrived, they saw the god standing there, covered in blood.

One of the women exclaimed in surprise, "Great General!"

Upon noticing his subordinates' arrival, the god felt a rare surge of joy. Normally, he wouldn't even give these people a second glance; his eyes were only on the high and mighty god and the brains of various masters.

But today's enemy is stronger than any he has ever encountered before. He even sensed a god-like aura emanating from the enemy, which terrified him. No one is unafraid of death, not even a god.

Su Ming glanced at the group of people who had appeared there and said softly, "Very well, this farce should end now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming spun the God-Slaying Sword in his hand, unleashing the fourth move of the Misty Sword Technique, Sword Four, Annihilation!

Just as the middle-aged man in the lead was about to approach, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes widened.

"retreat!"

He quickly gave a low shout, trying to back away, but it was too late.

A surge of powerful sword energy rose like the sun, illuminating the night, and then transformed into a crescent moon, slashing towards the divine general and the others.

"Buzz!"

Upon seeing this glint of sword light, the divine general's first reaction was, "How beautiful!" He had never seen such a beautiful sword aura before, perfectly formed, like moonlight shining down from the sky. However, beneath this shimmering moonlight lay a chilling killing intent.

The crescent moon pierced through the divine general's body, its momentum undiminished, as if swirling, passing over each of them one by one.

Run away, run away!
The person from the Search God Palace had only one thought in his mind. Suddenly, he looked ahead, his mind filled with doubt. No, why does the body in front of him look so familiar?

That... seems to be my body...

When he came to his senses, he saw his head rise high into the air and crash heavily to the ground. His massive head rolled twice on the ground, and his bright eyes gradually dimmed. His running body, after running for dozens of feet, suddenly exploded and dissipated into a bloody mist.

At this moment, the divine general also lowered his head in a daze. His hard armor was shattered into pieces, and his body was also shattered into pieces. A sense of realization emerged in his mind: I am already dead.

Several people from different directions were simultaneously turned into blood mist. Their bones, flesh, and tendons were all shattered by this sword. Even if a god general had cultivated the World-Destroying Demon Body, he could not save himself.

Strictly speaking, Su Ming only used one sword strike, which didn't even use half of his power, yet he was still very satisfied with the result.

(End of this chapter)