One year later.
Su Mu looked at the huge cocoon of light with a pale face. At this time, the holy light on the cocoon was almost extinguished, with only a faint glow, and the 360 eyes on it were all closed.
"Is it finally going to succeed?" Wuming, who was standing aside, had a burning gaze. Witnessing the death of the god gave his calm eyes a hint of emotion.
"Disperse!" Su Mu shouted in a low voice, with crystal blue light bursting out of his eyes.
As he shouted, the holy light on the original angel was completely extinguished, and the light cocoon turned into an ochre-colored star, dim and lifeless.
At the same time, the crystal blue light in Su Mu's eyes was completely extinguished. In order to erase the consciousness of the original angel, he not only spent a year, but also his almost infinite mental power.
Even though he possessed the Xuantian Origin, he couldn't help but feel tired at this moment.
At this time, the ochre-colored star gradually faded, dissipated like a dream bubble, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Su Mu frowned slightly.
Wuming seemed to see his confusion and explained, "The original angel did not dissipate, but returned to heaven and earth. He was the embodiment of rules. Now that his consciousness has disappeared, he has naturally become the most original rules and returned to heaven and earth.
Just like the Three Thousand Laws that became the Lord of All Laws after his death."
Su Mu nodded. This was the first time he had seen God's consciousness dissipate and return to heaven and earth, transforming into rules.
Although the Nightmare God Xuantian also died, his death was different from that of the original angel. The original angel's consciousness was completely erased, so he returned to heaven and earth, but Xuantian's consciousness was not erased, it was just scattered.
Dispersed into the consciousness of all living beings in the entire dream world.
"How long will it take you to recover? After all, there is more than just the original angel among the gods." Wuming asked.
A bitter smile appeared on Su Mu's pale face: "At least a month. Erasing the consciousness of the original angel has almost exhausted my divine origin. I can only recover slowly. If I can find the remaining Xuantian origin, I can speed up the recovery."
Wu Ming shook his head and said in a low voice: "I have mobilized the entire God Killing Temple this year and searched almost everywhere in this world, but I can't find the remaining Xuantian Origin at all. Could it be in hell?"
"It's not in hell. I've already looked for it. Xuantian's origin must be in heaven. Since even you can't find it, there is only one possibility."
"In the hands of God." Wuming gave the answer.
Su Mu nodded: "Not bad."
“There are twelve true gods in the world, and only eight have been discovered by the God-Slaying Temple. There is no Xuantian Origin in the places where they sleep, so it seems that it is in the hands of the remaining four gods.
You go back and rest first, I will find the remaining four gods."
Wuming set off on his journey without stopping. He was like a tireless robot and never stopped during this year.
Su Mu began to retreat after returning to the God-Slaying Temple. He had consumed too much energy and had not felt this drained feeling for a long time.
A month later, when Su Mu had fully recovered, Wu Ming appeared on time.
"You really are never idle for a moment." Su Mu said helplessly.
Wuming calmly replied: "Once the disaster of the gods is completely resolved, there will be plenty of time to rest. We must hurry up. Other members of the Temple of God Slayer have reported that some gods have shown signs of awakening recently. We must kill them before they wake up."
"That's really bad news."
"There is also bad news."
"What?"
"I found the divine domains of the remaining four gods, but I still haven't found the Xuantian Origin. It seems that it is not in the hands of the gods."
Su Mu frowned slightly: "Not in the hands of the gods?"
"That's right. I have searched all over the Divine Realm. I know you suspect that I may have hidden the Mysterious Heaven Origin and don't want you to become a god. You can also go and find it yourself. You can sense the Mysterious Heaven Origin and it will be easy to tell if I am lying."
"Okay." Seeing Wuming speaking so frankly, Su Mu decided to look for it himself.
He left the God-killing Temple and used dream teleportation to travel almost all over heaven.
With his current strength, he can appear in dreams of any place at will, and he doesn't have to search place by place. As long as he reaches the general area, he can activate the Xuantian Origin to sense whether there is anything there.
Unfortunately, the entire heaven did not see the remaining Xuantian Origin, Wuming did not lie.
Moreover, Su Mu did not think that Wuming could keep the origin of Xuantian privately. With his perception of the origin of Xuantian, Wuming could not hide it at all.
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"Who is the next target?" Su Mu, who returned empty-handed, went back to the God-Slaying Temple to complete his mission.
Although Xuantian's origin cannot be found for the time being, the killing of gods cannot stop. Every god is a time bomb that is enough to destroy the world, and they must not be allowed to wake up.
"Eternal Life Lord, He is showing the strongest signs of awakening. Currently, two members are suppressing Him. Let's go."
Wuming opened the space channel as he spoke.
The two of them immediately set off for the divine realm where the Eternal Heavenly Lord was.
The divine domain of Changsheng Tianzun is very special. It is like a chaotic land beyond the shackles of time and space. In the very center stands the real body of Changsheng Tianzun.
An indescribable sacred tree, its billions of roots spread out in all directions like a ten-thousand-meter-long python, winding into the abyss of endless darkness, and the trunk of the sacred tree reaches straight into the sky, as if it is about to break through the boundaries of the universe.
The bark is rough and ancient, with gullies crisscrossing it, each of which looks like a giant canyon.
Its branches and leaves are as dense as a nebula. Each leaf is as big as a mountain and emits a mysterious light. These strange lights are intertwined together to form a strange energy field, distorting the time and space around it.
At the edge of the sacred tree, two figures were casting spells.
When Su Mu and Wu Ming appeared, the two of them suddenly felt something and turned around.
"Greetings, Palace Master." A man with fiery hair and a resolute face saluted Wuming, then turned his gaze to Sumu.
He smiled and said, "This must be the God Slayer Sumu, right?"
God-killer?
Su Mu didn't expect that he had another nickname, but he didn't care and just smiled and nodded in greeting.
"My name is Yan Jun." The man with fiery red hair clasped his fists.
Another person also stepped forward and gave his code name: "Eternal Silence."
Yongji looked much colder, wearing a light blue robe, tall and thin.
"Yan Jun and Yong Ji have been suppressing Changsheng Tianzun here for many years. If you need help, they are just the right people." Wu Ming said calmly.
Su Mu shook his head slightly: "No, I am enough on my own, you can go and look after the other gods."
Wuming nodded and said to the two of them, "Let's go. Just leave this to Sumu."
A look of joy appeared on the faces of the two men. It was obvious that they had stayed here long enough and were finally liberated today.
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