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

He opened his bloodshot eyes, clenched his fists, and let out a silent roar.

The black tide of steel exploded, like a burst of black mist, scattering densely in all directions. Every tiny particle of iron filings carried a terrifying mental force that pierced through the air.

At a certain moment, the whole world seemed unable to withstand this force and shattered with a bang.

Old Dog Wu appeared on the beach, groaned, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the Fifth Seat's momentum suddenly dropped, and he fell helplessly to the beach.

The second figure instantly appeared behind Wu Laogou, folded the space blade and slashed out, shouting:

"I wonder how you can avoid my attacks without [I Dream]!"

"Who told you that my Forbidden Ruins is [My Dream]?"

(P.S.: I’ll post this first and then edit it. Thanks to the readers who are more handsome than Daniel Wu for helping me find bugs!)

Chapter 283 The Poet of the Sky

The second seat retreated violently and returned to the side of the fifth seat, hiding behind the black steel tide that he had barely erected, ready for battle.

"Why don't you kill him in one go? I've exhausted all my strength and can't break [My Dream] again. If he recovers, our plan will completely fail." The fifth seat said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter, he has already switched to the Forbidden Ruins."

The second seat looked alert and explained, "Lord Yiyu once said that Wu Laogou's forbidden ruins is not [My Dream], but one of the seven great king ruins, [Wu Xiang]!

"[Wu Xiang] can copy any forbidden ruins it has recently come into contact with, and its changes are unpredictable. However, its disadvantage is that it can only retain one. He just switched, and [Wo Meng] has already disappeared from him."

“It’s actually one of the seven great king ruins!”

The fifth seat's expression became serious, and he no longer blamed the second seat for wasting a good opportunity.

Among all the forbidden ruins, the top thirty are collectively called the Divine Ruins, but this is actually just a general term for the convenience of understanding and recording.

In fact, among these thirty powerful forbidden ruins, seven did not originate from gods, but were born from human beings themselves. They are called the seven "royal ruins".

The power of these royal ruins is comparable to that of divine ruins, and even surpasses them in some aspects.

[Wuxiang] is one of them. When facing such a strong man, no matter how cautious you are, it is not too much.

Wu Laogou stood beside the two of them, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a sneer appeared on his face, and said:

"To be honest, I've never touched the God's Ruins before. Today I just happened to have the opportunity. I have to feel the power of the God's Ruins. I'll practice on you two!"

God's Ruins?!

When the second and sixth seats heard this, they realized that Wu Laogou must have touched the divine ruins of the god's agent.

Their expressions turned ugly at the same time. Fighting against a 'Klein' strongman and fighting against a 'Klein God Agent' are completely different concepts. With the former, they can beat them two to one, but with the latter, they can beat them both.

Wu Laogou happily felt the panic of the two people, and then activated the Divine Ruins he got from Lin Qiye. His mental power suddenly burst out, instantly increasing the power of the Divine Ruins to the same level as Klein.

"Feel the divine ruins of 003, the Mortal God... hm?"

Old Dog Wu was stunned.

That’s right, it’s the Divine Ruins, but what the hell is this ‘Poet of the Sky’? Shouldn’t it be the Mortal Realm of Gods… Old Dog Wu felt the newly activated Divine Ruins with a confused look on his face.

Quickly read the instructions for using Shenxu.

Poet of the Sky: Poetry contains spirituality. When reciting poems that resonate with the heart, they seem to be given life and can be transformed into a powerful force that affects the surroundings.

Reciting poetry...

Mouth-to-mouth! ?

Wu Laogou sucked in a breath of cold air and felt a slight toothache. He hadn't even graduated from the second grade of elementary school, so how could he have learned any of that nonsense poetry, and how could he resonate with it?

How to resonate, pelvic resonance?

Wu Laogou stood there expressionlessly, facing the second and fifth seats from afar, his mind full of questions about whether he could return the goods within seven days without giving any reason.

Seeing that Wu Laogou was standing there in a daze, and knowing that Lord Yiyu was running out of time, the second seat did not dare to hesitate any longer and took the lead in launching an attack, mainly to test the waters.

More than a dozen invisible spatial spikes suddenly condensed, distorting the surrounding space and piercing towards Wu Laogou with almost imperceptible ripples.

Old Dog Wu used the trick of an old lady getting into bed, rolled to the side and barely avoided it.

Second seat:......

Wu Laogou sneered as he lay on the ground. He stood up and brushed off the sand on his body without any care. He said seriously:

"I just discovered that the power of this Divine Ruins is beyond imagination. I'm afraid it will harm the Heavenly Union. Why don't we stop here?"

The second seat looked at him, then shot out instantly, his fist wrapped in space debris, like a streaking meteor, hitting Wu Laogou in the face.

"Oh my god, that kid really screwed me over!"

Old Dog Wu turned around and ran, his body constantly moving and rolling in an attempt to avoid the attack that followed him like a shadow.

However, the power of the Space Forbidden Ruins lies in its astonishing speed and unexpected sneak attacks. The second figure flashed ghostly, making him stretched to the limit for a moment, forcing him into a miserable state and facing danger.

This is too much! Do you really think I can't recite poetry?

Wu Laogou got angry, stopped abruptly, turned around and shouted:

"Geese, geese, geese, they sing with their necks curved toward the sky, their white feathers float on the green water, their red feet paddling the clear waves!"

The passionate tone made the second seat suspicious and slowed down his attack.

The next moment, the space in front of Wu Laogou suddenly shook. In the shocked gazes of the three people, a large white goose with hanging eyes suddenly rushed out, leaped up with a howl, and pecked at the head of the second seat fiercely.

The second seat was stunned for a moment, reached out to grab the goose's neck, and looked at Wu Laogou in confusion.

Wu Laogou: ...

No, this ability is too bad... Wu Laogou lowered his head and thought for 2 seconds, then forced a smile and said, "This thing is delicious. You can take it back and stew it and have it as a side dish. Let's just say we met through fighting and become friends."

The second seat finally understood that there was really a problem with Wu Laogou's Forbidden Ruins.

The second disadvantage of [Wu Xiang] is that other people's forbidden ruins are ultimately other people's. If you don't go through a lot of systematic practice, it is easy to feel confused and helpless when you suddenly obtain them.

[Wo Meng] He likes to play with it when he is bored, so he is quite familiar with it. However, this new Shenxu is obviously something he just discovered and he is completely unable to control it.

"God really helps Master Whispering!"

The second seat was ecstatic and launched an all-out attack.

Old Dog Wu was really panicked. While he was trying to escape, he recited all the bits and pieces of knowledge he had learned in elementary school, hoping to find a chance to escape.

"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil..."

"Two yellow orioles sing in the green willows, a line of egrets soars into the blue sky... What comes next..."

"During the Qingming Festival, the rain falls heavily. How many pavilions are shrouded in mist and rain? Deep love is shrouded in mist, deep love is shrouded in mist..."

"Odd changes to even, the same, the symbols look at the quadrants!"

"One seven equals seven, two sevens equals four, three sevens equals twenty-one... Hello, you?"

.............

In the dense forest on the edge.

Su Yan and the others were stunned. They saw rice, orioles, egrets, Qingming Festival paper money, math books, and all kinds of messy things appearing out of thin air next to Wu Laogou, and smashing into the second seat's face madly.

It has no power at all and is extremely insulting.

Chapter 284 This is a good poem that can resonate with people!

Su Yan was silent for a while, and murmured:

"Luckily, it rained during the Qingming Festival, so he picked up Love in the Rain. I was really worried that he would summon a shepherd boy and throw it over... I mean, he wouldn't throw Yiping out, would he?"

Lin Qiye's face turned green with pain. [The Poet of the Sky] is: the power of poetry + imagination + resonance, a three-in-one romantic magic.

How come such a powerful and romantic ability becomes so... arbitrary in Wu Laogou's possession?

Why do paper money, fruit offerings and tributes fly out during the "rains falling heavily during the Qingming Festival"?

When Wu Laogou was reciting this poem, what he thought of in his mind was not the desolation and sadness, but the scene of people burning paper money and then feasting on the offerings?

What else is there to do? Lying on the grass to nourish the eyes?

Putting aside the weird pronunciation, aren't you afraid of being humiliated like Li Lei or Han Meimei?!

On the side, Su Yan and Baili Pangpang were still listening carefully to Wu Laogou reciting poetry, and the more they listened, the more confused it became.

Baili Pangpang's eyes lit up. "What was he just reciting? 'A pair of mandarin ducks sleep together in the quilt, a pear tree overshadows a crabapple tree...' Oh, this senior has something."

Su Yan covered his face and felt embarrassed for him. He couldn't even recite the enlightenment poems fluently, but he remembered the erotic poems very clearly.

An Qingyu said solemnly:

"Now is not the time to tease him. If we don't help him now, once the Fifth Seat recovers, the two of them will surround him together and he will definitely not be able to survive."

Cao Yuan frowned slightly. "It's hard to help. Klein's battlefield is too difficult for us to even withstand the aftermath. Moreover, Senior Wu is struggling to protect himself right now. If we get caught up in it, we'll easily become a burden to him."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and Cao Yuan's words hit the nail on the head.

In this situation, if a group of little Karami from the "Chuan" realm rushed in, wouldn't it be easy for the second person to kill them?

Not only would he not be able to help Wu Laogou, he might also get himself involved, resulting in the annihilation of his entire army.

"But we can't help but help." Shen Qingzhu said anxiously.

Seeing that Old Dog Wu was in such a miserable state and had injuries starting to appear on his body, the situation was becoming increasingly critical.

Su Yan pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I'll go. After all, I'm in the Sea Realm, so I can still barely deal with them. Besides, my abilities are quite special, so even if I get a little injured, I won't die. The worst that can happen is that I'll be a little frustrated. As long as I can hold on until the Whispering Ones enter the island, it'll be fine."

Lin Qiye asked, "How are you going to help? The 'Sea' realm is simply unable to break through his mental defenses."

"We can't help him with his combat power, he can only rely on himself to fight..."

Su Yan suddenly had an idea and quickly took out a pen and paper and put them on the ground: "Write down the poems you can think of here now. I'll find a chance to give them to him and let him read them."

"I'm afraid not." Lin Qiye shook his head and said:

"He must deeply resonate with the emotions in the poem you give him in order to truly unleash its power. I've tried this before, and while some poems are magnificent, I just can't resonate with them. Even if I can manage to use them, my ability isn't outstanding."

Baili Pangpang scratched his head and asked, "Qiye, does it have to be a famous poem? Is a doggerel poem you made up yourself okay?"

Lin Qiye nodded: "Okay, but it must resonate, and secondly, it must rhyme!"