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

3V3, standing still at the same time.

Su Yan stretched out his hand to stop Lin Qiye and An Qingyu, signaling them to be patient, and walked towards the three people quickly.

In the darkness, the three people could only vaguely see the white mask on Su Yan's face. They were shocked, their bodies tensed up instantly, and they quickly entered a defensive state.

“Reality is a reflection of dreams. The moment a believer breaks through the water, all yesterday’s death becomes tomorrow’s eternal life—praise the whisper.”

Su Yan recited the Believer's Declaration and stood quietly in front of the three people, pretending to be defenseless. He frowned and said:

"Fourth Seat, Sixth Seat, Twelfth Seat, we have been here for a long time. Killing Wu Laogou is imminent. Why haven't you taken action yet?"

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the fourth seat quickly stepped forward to explain:

"Sir, we started moving as soon as the lights dimmed. We had to be extremely cautious to avoid strangers."

He stole a glance at the person in front of him and asked carefully, "I wonder what position you hold, sir?"

"Second seat."

The fourth seat was stunned and asked doubtfully, "But, the second seat and I are acquaintances, and you don't look like..."

"He was killed by me, and I am the second in command. Do you want to avenge him? I can help you now." Su Yan glanced at him coldly, and his mental power surged towards him like a wave.

"Klein Peak, it's actually Klein Peak!"

"The three [believers] exclaimed at the same time, no longer daring to have any doubts.

Being able to emit such a powerful mental pressure even under the suppression of the [Monument to the Ruins], this person must have reached the peak level of 'Klein'. Such a master can kill them with a single slap, so there is no need to deceive them.

"I've already dealt with all the guards. Lead the way quickly! If you delay the master's plan, I'll kill you!"

The new master has such a strange personality... The fourth seat was a little unhappy. As a half-step Klein strongman, even Lord Yiyu was usually polite to him. When had he ever suffered such injustice?

He took a deep breath, feeling the surging mental power of the 'Second Seat', and could only respond with frustration.

"Sir, please follow me."

The fourth seat walked in front and led the way, followed closely by five people, three of whom wore masks and two did not. All of them looked straight ahead and had extremely serious expressions.

No guards were seen along the way, but no one suspected anything.

When the lord uses his spiritual power at the "sea" level to slaughter ordinary people, it's like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. There is no difference and it's easy.

In less than two minutes, the six of them arrived at an empty space. The fourth seat raised his hand and pointed to an empty place, motioning everyone to look there, and said:

"Right here, this is the spot where Master Chen placed the [Stele of the Ruins] in his mind's eye. We just need to chisel away at this spot, and we'll be able to see the [Stele of the Ruins]."

Su Yan stared at the empty space and asked in a deep voice, "How can I carve out a new heart scene?"

"Sir, we are in hiding this time and carry Sequence 035 [Blade of Delusion Breaking]. Wherever the blade points, most of the forbidden ruins will be ineffective... Sir, Sir?"

The fourth seat suddenly noticed that after the master heard the [Blade of Delusion], he was a little dazed, and even his breathing became rapid. Moreover, a [believer] next to him also had his eyes shining, and it was unknown what he was excited about.

The last person who was left didn't show any emotion when he heard the [Blade of Delusion], but the way he looked at himself made people feel sticky and drooling for some reason.

Could it be a pervert...?

"Tell me quickly, where is my Delusion-Breaking Blade?"

The fourth seat's expression suddenly turned sad, and he said in a deep voice:

"To avoid detection, we hid it in the heart in advance. Without the Forbidden Ruins, taking it out would only lead to death. But we are willing to do this for Lord Yiyu..."

Pfft——!

A long purple-bladed knife suddenly pierced his heart, piercing his entire body.

The fourth seat suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He slowly raised his head and stared at the adult in front of him in a daze, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement, and a dazed expression on his face.

The master nodded sadly and said sadly:

"Time is running out. We don't have time to express our feelings. Lord Yiyu will never forget you. Do you have any final words?"

The fourth seat's lips trembled twice, and he pointed at the even more confused twelfth seat beside him and said weakly:

"Sir, it's in his heart..."

The adult was silent for a moment, tilted his head, and suddenly a "?" popped up above his head.

Chapter 279 Time is running out, Lord Yiyu will remember you.

"Sir, the fourth seat is about to die, what should we do?"

Most of the believers are competitors, and they wish that one of them would die. However, the fourth, sixth, and twelfth believers unexpectedly developed some sincere friendships during their years of imprisonment.

Looking at the fourth seat's gradually cold body, a hint of sadness could not help but appear in his eyes.

"Why are you panicking? You should stay calm in times of crisis. Do you still need me to teach you about this?"

The adult glared at them fiercely, then quickly squatted down, walked to the dying Fourth Seat, stretched out his hand, and began to take his pulse carefully.

The sixth and twelfth seats were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes lit up.

Yup!

The master is a Klein peak powerhouse. Even at this moment, he can exert the strength of the "Sea" realm. As long as he has some healing methods or precious healing forbidden items, a heart piercing injury is not a big deal for him.

No wonder we are told not to panic.

No problem!

But why do you need to take the pulse...Are you a Chinese medicine doctor?

The two of them stared at the adult's figure quietly, not daring to breathe. After several minutes, the adult finally nodded slightly, then slowly stood up.

Su Yan's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Fifth Seat, there is something very important that I need you to do."

An Qingyu stood up and said, "Please give your instructions, sir."

Su Yan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. He spoke word by word with a firm tone, "Bury him!"

"???"

The sixth and twelfth seats almost peed themselves at that time. Sir, you scolded us not to panic, and gave us PUA advice like "stay calm in times of crisis", and then you squatted there and took our pulses, which made our blood boil.

In the end, they squeezed out the words "bury him with honor"?

So what kind of pulse are you taking? Oh, is it the aorta to check if his heart is beating?

"Yes, my lord!"

The corners of the fifth seat's mouth twitched, rising and then forcibly suppressing it, as if he was in unbearable grief. He skillfully took out a body bag and was about to put the fourth seat into the bag.

The Sixth Seat sighed and raised the hammer in his hand. "Sir, there's no need for that. We [Believers] don't care about lavish burials. Just hand his body over to me and make the best use of it. I need his blood."

"Don't touch my body!"

An Qingyu slapped the sixth seat's hand away, and then the two of them were stunned at the same time and looked at each other.

"Fifth Seat, what do you mean?"

An Qingyu lowered his head and thought for 2 seconds, then cried out in grief, "Don't touch my companion's body. I want to take him home!"

I didn't expect that the Fifth Master was also such a sentimental person! ...The Sixth Master was somewhat moved. After a long silence, he decided to take a step back and said:

"Fifth Seat, I won't destroy his body. I just need the blood."

An Qingyu shook his head like a rattle: "That won't work either. If the blood is drained out, the body will no longer be fresh."

The Sixth Seat looked at him in confusion, his brain going into a momentary blackout... What did it mean that the corpse was no longer fresh...

He was stunned, and before he could figure out what was going on, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that the adult had quietly stood behind the dazed Twelve Seats.

puff!

The master gestured with his long sword, stabbed it through the heart of the twelfth seat, twisted it hard, and then pulled it out with a "swish". As he swung his hand, his mental power was activated, forcibly suppressing the spurting blood. Then he supported the limp body of the twelfth seat and slowly laid him on the ground.

The whole process was neat and smooth, with a certain air of elegance, which left the sixth seat stunned for a moment.

Su Yan looked at him and pondered for 2 seconds:

"Time is running out. We don't have time to grieve. Lord Yiyu is very anxious. He won't forget the Twelve Seats, and he will definitely remember his last words!"

Did I hear this just now?

And Twelve Seats didn't have any last words. He just let out a "uh" sound when he died. It was such a painless death!

The Sixth Seat was silent for a moment, glanced at the adult's expectant eyes, gritted his teeth, walked to the Twelfth Seat, put his hand into his heart, and after a moment took out a black ball the size of an egg.

The material of the black ball is particularly special, and not a drop of blood can stain its surface. What's even more amazing is that it can block all mental detection.

He hit the ball hard with the small hammer in his hand.

"boom."

The sphere suddenly cracked, and a bronze dagger only half the length of a palm fell out. The dagger looked inconspicuous, but upon closer inspection, the point where the blade touched the air faintly emitted a sense of distortion that could cut through space.

Lin Qiye swallowed secretly.

The last time I saw a weapon that could cut through space was the small axe in Su Yan's hand. The axe blade slid lightly and could draw a deep, dark ravine in space.

Although this bronze dagger is vastly different from the other, its ability to cut through space alone is enough to make it worthy of the prestigious title of Sequence 035.

What a good thing...

"My lord, I'm going to dig."

The Sixth Seat pointed the sharp blade in his hand at a seemingly ordinary piece of air and suddenly stabbed it with force.

In an instant, only the back half of the blade remained in the outside world, while the upper half disappeared out of thin air as if it had entered the void.

"Right here, it really works!"

The sixth seat turned around excitedly, only to see three people looking curiously at the place where he had just stabbed the bayonet. The masks on their faces were emitting a cold white light, which made the sixth seat feel uneasy.

Especially the man in the middle, the long sword he held was still stained with the blood of the four and twelve seats...

The Sixth Seat's heart trembled slightly, and he chuckled jokingly, "Sir, could you please not stand behind me? It makes me feel a little uneasy."

Su Yan shook his head, his eyes firm, and patted his chest confidently and assured:

"Go ahead and chisel with confidence. As long as I'm here, no one else can hurt you at all!"

The sixth seat lowered his eyelids slightly, his eyes flickering for a moment, and he turned his head without saying a word and continued to drill towards the same position.

From silence, to gradual movement.