Cangnan City, old town.

The aroma of food wafted out of the small, old house. My aunt came to the table with a plate of hot food and shouted:

"Ah Jin, it's time to eat!"

On the balcony, Yang Jin stood there alone, his eyes fixed on the distance, not knowing what he was looking at.

Seeing that Yang Jin didn't respond, the aunt wiped her hands on her apron and walked to the balcony while muttering, "You kid, I called you to eat!"

Yang Jin finally came to his senses, "I know, Mom."

He walked to the table, looked at the food on the table, and pursed his lips.

"I don't know where little Hei Lai went to play. He hasn't come back yet. There's so much thunder outside. It should rain heavily soon, right?" Auntie muttered as she sat down. Seeing Yang Jin still in a daze, she asked in confusion:

"Eat, why are you still standing there in a daze? What's wrong with you today? You seem absent-minded."

"Nothing... nothing." Yang Jin sat down slowly, picked up the chopsticks beside him, and picked up a piece of food...

Handed it to my aunt's bowl.

"Mom, eat more."

My aunt was stunned, "I'm eating, you can eat more."

Yang Jin nodded, lowered his head and started eating silently.

Buzzing thunder came from outside the window, crisscrossing lightning streaked across the sky, and at the horizon, a faint golden light slowly rose.

"What's wrong with the weather today?" Auntie said as she ate. "There's thunder and earthquakes, and most of the day has passed without any sunshine.

I don’t know when the clothes hanging on the balcony will be dry. I have to wear them to work in the factory tonight... By the way, you have to cook dinner by yourself tonight. Mom is on the night shift and can’t come back. "

Yang Jin hummed, and after a moment of silence, he finally spoke:

"mom."

"Um?"

"You worked hard to raise me and my brother for more than ten years, and we lived a hard life... Do you regret it?"

When my aunt heard this, she was stunned at first, then she scolded with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about? I am so happy to have such sensible children like you and your brother!

Besides, what's wrong with a hard life? Mom grew up in a hard life. If you let Mom live in a big house now, Mom will not be used to it. "

My aunt raised her head, looked around, looked at this small but familiar home, and smiled.

"It's still safer to live at home."

Yang Jin looked at the smile on his aunt's face and was slightly startled. Then a smile also appeared on his young face.

"Then...after this, when everything is over and my brother comes back, shall we return to this old house and live together?"

"I do want to." Auntie smiled and shook her head, "But you and your brother are both going to get married, so how can you continue to live in a place like this with an old woman like me? As long as you come back often, I will be very happy."

After she finished speaking, my aunt looked at her fingertips and was suddenly stunned.

Golden dots of light were emanating from her fingertips.

She stared at the scene blankly, "What's going on?"

Yang Jin's lips trembled slightly. He looked pale. He tried hard to maintain a smile on his face and said softly to his aunt:

"Don't be afraid, Mom...everything will be fine."

My aunt looked at the light spots carefully, spreading from her fingertips to her palms, and the doubt in her eyes became more and more intense.

"Ah Jin, is mom...leaving?"

Yang Jin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter anything. He could only silently clench his hands and slowly lower his head...

A hand gently lifted his head.

There seemed to be something more in the aunt's eyes. The dusty memories were opened. Knowing her own fate, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Yang Jin's eyes, and a smile appeared on her weather-beaten face.

"Ah Jin, it's time for Mom to go."

Yang Jin could no longer control himself, tears kept flowing from his eyes. He stood up, hugged his mother, and said with a sob:

"Mom, Mom...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...

Ten years ago, we were still in the cycle of reincarnation, and we were unable to catch up with all this, and we were unable to stand in front of you and prevent this tragedy from happening...

It was us who failed to save these millions of lives... and we failed to save you.

sorry……"

My aunt held Yang Jin in a daze, with a look of confusion in her eyes.

"Ah Jin, you are..."

Yang Jin raised his head and looked into his aunt's eyes. A hint of charm flashed in her red eyes.

My aunt murmured to herself, "So that's how it is... You are... I am so lucky to have such a special child in my life."

Yang Jin clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into the flesh between his palms, and drops of blood flowed down... He took two steps back, slowly knelt in front of his aunt, and bowed deeply.

"I, Yang Jin, on behalf of all the gods of Daxia, apologize to all the victims in Cangnan City!

We are... late."

Aunt stood up and helped Yang Jin up from the ground. She looked at his eyes full of guilt and self-blame, smiled gently, and held him in her arms.

"Silly boy, just come back."

"Mom, don't worry." Yang Jin took a deep breath, his eyes showing determination, "Ten years ago, we couldn't catch up with all this... Thanks to my brother, today, we have another chance.

A chance to save everyone."

A silver light flashed in Yang Jin's hand, and a gray cloth bag appeared. "This is a soul bag, a treasure of the Heavenly Lord, which is enough to hold the souls of all the victims in this city."

Now that the divine realm has been shattered, the souls that were retained in the human world have been separated again. I will use this soul bag to collect all the souls, and when the Heavenly King has reshaped everyone's bodies, I will resurrect you.

At that time, Cangnan will reappear in the world! "

Yang Jin looked into his aunt's eyes and said seriously: "Mom, please bear with me for a while. One day, our family will be reunited."

My aunt smiled and said, "I believe you."

The golden light covered my aunt's whole body, and her body gradually dissipated. She walked to Yang Jin and stroked his face for the last time...

"Ah Jin, take care of yourself and your brother."

"Don't worry, Mom." Yang Jin said seriously, "Nothing will happen to my brother."

My aunt nodded, and her whole body turned into golden light and dissipated into the air. Faintly, a word echoed in the air.

"Wait for you to come home..."

Golden spots of light poured out of the window, rose into the sky, and converged into the golden torrent.

Yang Jin walked to the window, opened the cloth bag in his hand, and his low voice echoed in every corner of the city.

"——The soul is back!!"

The golden torrent seemed to have found a direction to vent and quickly poured into the soul-collecting bag. In an instant, all of it was taken in.

Yang Jin silently tied up the cloth bag in his hand, looked back at the empty house, and after a long silence, he walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, a child of six or seven years old wearing a bright red sweatshirt was standing at the door, seemingly waiting for him.

"Nezha." Yang Jin looked at him and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

The boy shrugged. "I'll do whatever you do."

Yang Jin narrowed his eyes, "How much strength have you recovered? Are you going to die?"

"If you go alone, you will die." The boy said slowly, "Among us gods, you are the only one who has recovered the most completely, but even so, you may not be able to kill an Outer God whose strength is intact."

"I still have the power to reincarnate for a hundred years." Yang Jin said lightly.

Nezha frowned slightly, "Overdrawing the godhood? Do you know what the consequences are?"

"It's not important... I only know that I am Erlang Shen of Daxia." Yang Jin walked forward step by step, "We have disappeared for a hundred years, and we must use the most direct and shocking way to announce to the world... The God of Daxia is back.

And this, now only I can do."

He glanced at the little boy and said calmly, "As for you... slowly recover your strength. In the future, you will still be needed to protect this country."

He stepped forward, put his fingers to his lips, and whistled.

A black, ferocious dog came flying from a distance, its body stained with the blood of two giant beasts, and its aura was terrifying and unparalleled.

It’s the little black scabby!

Yang Jin gently touched the vicious dog's head, and with his other hand he grabbed in the void, and a three-pointed, double-edged sword surrounded by silver thunder appeared in his hand.

He held the knife, slowly raised his head, looked at the chaotic thunder in the distance, and walked forward calmly.

Taking the first step, he instantly entered the "Lan" realm;

After taking the second step, his realm directly climbed to the "Pool" realm;

The third step, "Chuan" state!

Step 4, "Sea" realm!

Step five, "infinite"!

Step 6, "Klein"!

The seventh step...becoming a god!

The terrifying pressure of the gods emanated from Yang Jin's body, silver lightning lingered around him, he held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, accompanied by the Roaring Sky Divine Dog, and a mysterious vertical eye bloomed from between his brows!

A divine light penetrates heaven and earth!

"Roaring Sky..."

Amid the roaring lightning, Yang Jin looked down at Little Black Lai and spoke slowly:

"Let's go... let's go kill the god."

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