Chapter 203 God's Tomb Thorns

Zhuo Su walked through the front yard of the main god's temple, stopped in front of Fengyuan Pavilion, and knelt down: "My lord."

The plants outside the yard were blown a little crooked by the wind, and ripples appeared on the water surface.

Zhuo Su didn't dare to look up: "I don't know how the live videos of his games were leaked to the God Realm, and now many of the gods in charge have seen them."

It took a long time before a reply came from inside: "I know."

Zhuo Su wanted to say something, but when he thought of the other party's temper, he didn't dare to say anything. He took his leave and left.

After Shuying found out that the identity of the person in the temple was fake, she fled to the player space with her soul. At that time, the system stipulated that one could not forcibly open the channel to other people's player space. Even Fang Yishen, the creator of the system, could not do anything about it. He could only watch the other party enter the game and start live broadcast, and then use the camera and the surviving players to spread the news to hundreds of thousands of viewers.

There are barriers between the divine world and the underworld, but they are not as closed to the outside world as the mortal world. As long as the residents are a little rich and powerful or have advanced wall-climbing technology, there are too many ways to secretly pass a message or send a video, and it is too late to stop them.

Moreover, there have been many voices of protest since the Half Moon Temple ordered the closure of all traffic channels. Some people wonder why. The more you try to suppress it, the more resistance it will cause.

The last piece of spiritual stone with patterns on it lost its light. Qin Jie stroked the dim patterns on the stone and turned to say, "Sir, the system has been updated."

Fu Yang stood in Fengyuan Pavilion: "Open the passage immediately."

Qin Jie responded and tore open the target space.

A silvery-white vortex gradually took shape.

Fu Yang stared at the passage in front of him: "Open the passage to the mortal world as well."

Qin Jie agreed: "I'll go right away..."

Before he finished speaking, the vortex in front of him suddenly trembled, and then the light became brighter, and a figure suddenly passed through the passage.

Fu Yang suddenly raised his hand, and the divine power in his palm condensed in the blink of an eye, and smashed hard at the figure that suddenly appeared.

Shi Yu flipped over and landed on the ground of Fengyuan Pavilion. Without stopping for a moment, he jumped onto the beam.

"boom--!!"

The dazzling light splashed everywhere, almost burning people's eyes.

The columns cracked due to the impact, and countless wood chips flew in the air.

The swirling passage closed.

Fu Yang didn't care. He chased to the top of the temple in the blink of an eye and punched out fiercely with his fists wrapped in divine power.

The pure power that belongs only to the Supreme God Realm was as white as snow when condensed, and it fell on the opponent's chest with a force that was powerful enough to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Shi Yu was able to dodge the first time because he was caught off guard, but this time, even if he wanted to dodge, he simply couldn't catch up with the opponent's speed.

The huge impact knocked him off the beam and he fell to the ground. He didn't even have time to swallow the blood in his throat. It kept pouring out as he coughed and trembled violently.

Fu Yang landed on the ground and stopped in front of him.

Shi Yu could hardly feel the existence of his limbs. His internal organs felt as if they were torn apart and burning. He didn't even have the strength to cough. The scene in front of him was blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Fu Yang squatted down and put his hand on his neck.

To outsiders, this scene was almost a replay of the scene in Peter Pan's Castle not long ago, except that this time he was the one who was disheveled, dirty, and covered in blood, while the other party was the one who controlled life and death.

Fu Yang dragged him up from the ground: "You don't know whether to live or die."

In his opinion, Shi Yu coming here on his own initiative was an act of seeking death.

The player space that entered the system at least had rules to suppress him and prevent him from using all his strength - although being suppressed by the system and being suppressed by the divine realm were two completely different things, and even if the conflict occurred in the system, the outcome would not change at all, but the opponent just happened to run to the divine realm.

And as a mortal.

Shi Yu couldn't hear what he said at all. Her breathing suddenly stopped and the world in front of her gradually collapsed.

At that moment, time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and also seemed to be compressed into a point by the other party's shackled hands.

In the blink of an eye, the ground beneath my feet suddenly shook and cracked, and the shattered flower rain covered the entire pond.

Fu Yang only felt a huge attraction suddenly pulling the body in his palm.

The next moment, the people on the ground disappeared.

Fu Yang only had time to scratch a large piece of blood from the other person's neck, and there were human skin and flesh fragments on his fingertips and between his fingers.

His eyes were gloomy, but his hands gradually clenched into fists.

Suddenly he punched the ground, and the entire Fengyuan Pavilion was shaken by his blow, with cracks extending outward inch by inch.

Someone nearby called out, "Sir."

Fu Yang stood up suddenly: "Where did he go?!"

"The passage between the divine world and the system space was suddenly closed."

"So he escaped into the system?"

"Probably not." Qin Jie said, "The passage was closed immediately after he appeared. I don't think he can jump directly from the God Realm to the system."

Fu Yang stared at him closely.

The sudden sense of oppression made it difficult for him to even raise his head. Qin Jie lowered his chin almost to his chest: "So he should still be somewhere in the God Realm."

The air was quiet for a long time, and the pressure on my body suddenly eased.

Qin Jie only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other person disappear into Fengyuan Pavilion.

Even though he was the creator of the system, his ranking among the main gods was not very high. The reason he was able to get this task was entirely because his power was most deeply connected with both the mortal world and the netherworld.

The death of the previous main god was within his expectations. He knew that Fu Ye God was the murderer, but he did not identify him and did not participate in it. He played the role of an ignorant person from beginning to end.

Fu Ye God was not the only one who wanted to dethrone the former Lord God from his position.

But he was different from Fuye God. He was unwilling to accept the status quo, but wanted to keep himself out of trouble. He wanted Shi Yu to step down, but he didn't want to get involved in the death of the former Lord God. So even though he knew everything, he neither took the initiative to cause harm to the other party's death, nor would he stop it. He just stood by and ignored it, even though he knew that his indifference was also within Fuye God's calculations.

We have worked together for so long that we are very familiar with each other's personalities.

Perhaps that was why, after Fuyang became the main god, he showed so much trust in him to the outside world and even gave him the task of manufacturing the system.

In his script, he was still just that ignorant fool. It was the Lord God who gave him the task, so he did it according to the Lord God's instructions. He was singing a one-man show in his own world, so he could keep out all doubts and accusations.

Qin Jie picked up the spirit stone on the ground, placed it in his palm, and lowered his eyes to look at the dirt on his hands.

He himself could hardly remember why he hated the former Lord God so much, but now that the new Lord God had taken office, he had been so busy with the mission that he had not had a good rest for a single day, and his memory of this became clearer day by day.

At least Shi Yu would never drive his subordinates in an exploitative manner like Fu Yang did.

His initial indifference seemed to have turned into suffering and retribution upon himself, and it was all his own fault.

But he couldn't resist. He had no courage and no scheming. He could only remain silent in the past and he would remain silent now.

On this point, Fu Yang indeed knew clearly all the despicable and dirty thoughts behind the skin of all the gods in charge.

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News from the underworld spread too fast. Almost all the gods in charge had heard the outrageous lies told by the current main god, and they all gathered outside the main temple.

There are restrictions around the temple, and outsiders cannot enter without the consent of the temple master. The gods in charge cannot fight alone, but they can break the restrictions together, but they have a disagreement on whether to do it or not.

"Not only did Fu Ye attack the Lord God, but he also later stole your status and position. Now that the truth has been revealed, you still want to protect that traitor?!"

This is a voice of support.

"The truth is out? Where did you hear the truth? Just based on those specious images from Netherworld, you doubt that the master in the temple is fake? Everyone knows that the God Realm and the Netherworld cannot coexist. Is your trust in the master so worthless?"

This is the voice of opposition.

"Are you saying that the video from the Netherworld is fake?" The main gods who supported the forced entry were led by the God of Fire, whose real name was Ji He. There was no intention of hiding the sarcasm in his tone. "How dare the Netherworld forge something that is obvious after verification? Do you think everyone in the Netherworld is as stupid as you? You have been the main god for so many years, but all of it has been wasted?"

Standing opposite him was the God of Wind Shaking, whose real name was Su Fu. Being ridiculed in person, his expression was particularly ugly: "So you would rather believe in the netherworld than in me? My Lord just appeared in the temple not long ago, and you can't recognize my Lord's divine power? How can a dignified God of Affairs learn to speak foul language?"

Ji He was merciless: "It's already this late and you're still pretending to be polite. Now there are only two choices. Either we go in and find out that the one inside is the fake Fu Ye and we all kill him together; or we go in and find out that the one inside is really the Lord God. In that case, we can just explain it to him. If you have time to keep barking at me, why don't you make a few more attacks?"

Su Fu's chest heaved violently: "You!"

Because of the images coming from the Netherworld, more than half of the ninety-nine gods in charge are now present.

But to be honest, they don't really believe it. After all, almost everyone has seen the Lord God in the past twenty years. It would be too hasty to doubt the authenticity of one's master's identity just because of a video. On the other hand, every god who appeared in the video and called another person the Lord God disappeared after the game ended. Ling Zhao has not been seen for nearly a month, and Shu Ying has been shown in the player space and cannot be contacted.

Extreme trust and suspicion could drive them crazy, and the result was that within just two days, more than seventy gods gathered outside the main temple. They wanted to question, but were afraid to do so, and could not find a reason.

This could almost be considered a grand occasion. In addition to the arguments at the front, there were some gods in charge in the middle counting, wondering why more than 20 gods did not come when such a big thing happened. They must have been very bold to be absent on such an occasion.

It was not until the appearance of Ji He, the God of Fire, that the stagnation was broken: "More than twenty years."

Every word she said was like a hot knife, stabbing at the most sensitive part: "He has suffered for more than 20 years for a fake. You have the nerve to turn a blind eye, but I don't."

Suddenly, a ray of divine light flashed by and slammed heavily into the barrier of the main temple.

Yuan Ji stood at the back, staring at the bronze bracelet on his wrist, then suddenly turned and left.

A god beside him subconsciously grabbed his black robe and said, "Yuan Ji? Where are you going?"

"A god has died, and I have to collect his soul."

The god next to him was shocked: "No, at this time, can't you put the soul collection matter aside?"

Yuan Jie showed no expression: "No."

"But now, my Lord..."

"Don't we have you?" Yuan Ji pulled his robes, "Even if something really happened, can't you gods solve it? Why do you want me to stay?" He took a step back, "I'm going to go back to work overtime. Remember to tell me the follow-up after the matter is over."

The god watched him disappear, muttering to himself, "Is he so obsessed with his work?"

The God of Death is a position that is known to work all year round, and Yuan Ji, who holds this position, is also a famous workaholic. Other gods at least know how to pile up things to do and steal a half-day of leisure, but Yuan Ji suddenly leaves in the middle of a meal to collect souls, leaves in the middle of a sleep to collect souls, leaves in the middle of a practice to collect souls, and makes an appointment with another god to grab limited peripherals but leaves in the middle of the queue to collect souls, which makes the god he made an appointment with half-death angry.

But because of this, even if Yuan Ji suddenly claimed to work overtime in such a situation, no matter how shocked or confused the other gods were, they would not doubt the truthfulness of his words.

Look, didn’t he also ask me to let him know the result later? He has already shown that he cares a lot.

Yuan Ji left the temple and ran directly to the god's tomb in the south.

There are no gods guarding the tomb of the gods, because the yin energy around it counteracts the divine power. It would be fine if one's own divine power is strong, but if a god with weak divine power is even slightly exposed to it, he would easily contract a serious illness.

Therefore, this place has always been known as the place where the physical distance between the divine world and the underworld is the closest.

Yuan Ji was wearing a black robe, but he did not take out his sickle. He went deeper with empty hands.

The tomb of the god has long steps and stone railings, with tall locust trees planted on both sides and dark green thorns growing everywhere.

Yuan Ji stopped in front of a thorn bush, reached out and grabbed the thorny vine, and pulled it back.

Below was a grayish-blue ground.

Yuan Ji continued to move forward and pushed aside another cluster of thorns.

There was a crackling sound as the plant was lifted up, and the roots grabbed the soil and left their original place, finally revealing a human figure underneath that was almost unrecognizable.

Yuan Ji stopped where he was and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.