The old woman licked her lips, "If you want to go there, you need a soul imprint. If you're willing to leave that thing behind, I'll tell you how to get one."
Duan Chen's eyes lit up, and he readily agreed, taking off his gun and placing it in her darkened palm.
In her palm, a corpse spot was clearly visible.
Duan Chen remained silent, patiently waiting for the old woman's guidance.
"Young man, you've come at the right time. There will be a sacrificial ceremony tomorrow, presided over by Lord Zhen Youdu himself, where he will imprint all newcomers. Only those blessed by the gods will have the chance to approach the altar."
Is there really poison in that name? Who could this person be?
Duan Chen took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to light it, he suddenly remembered the miasma here and sheepishly put it away.
The old woman cackled and placed the gun in her basket.
"Actually, that gun isn't just a gun. Its name is Qian Huan Pandora, an SS-class weapon."
The old woman: ???
"I mean, it has many forms. Although I'm more used to using it as a gun, it can actually be—"
*Puff!*
A short, black throwing knife flew out of the bamboo basket, piercing directly through the old woman's forehead. It drew an elegant arc and returned to Duan Chen's hand.
The old woman swayed and crashed to the ground.
A wisp of evil energy emerged from her body. Duan Chen, quick as lightning, flicked his throwing knife, stabbing it into the evil energy.
*Boom!*
The evil energy writhed like a snake, exploded, and then completely vanished.
Duan Chen flicked his finger, and the throwing knife returned to his hand, morphing back into the shape of a gun.
"Sacrificial ceremony, soul imprint..."
Duan Chen frowned, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
This place was completely different from the Sea Monster's main city. He hadn't even seen a single sea monster along the way.
He couldn't help but doubt the accuracy of Bai Ye's information.
Or perhaps... Bai Ye had deliberately led him here?
...
"Ah-choo~~"
Bai Ye sneezed, a smile playing on his lips as he rubbed his nose.
"Someone's talking about me. Could it be Duan Chen?"
Wu Suowei walked ahead expressionlessly. The two had already circled the swamp for a long time.
Bai Ye looked at Wu Suowei's slender and frail back, a strange glint appearing in his eyes.
To expose his back so defenselessly to me, and in a place surrounded by such evil energy.
How dare he?
A crow peeked out from behind a tree, its jet-black pupils reflecting Wu Suowei's leisurely face.
"Caw!!"
Wu Suowei looked up.
Bai Ye's lips curled into a slight smile. He twisted his fingers, and the black feather transformed into a knife, its sharp edge bristling dangerously.
He stealthily struck from behind.
*Bang—!*
Wu Suowei turned his head back expressionlessly: ???
Bai Ye smiled slightly, "Great God Wu, there was an insect crawling on your back. I helped you get rid of it."
Wu Suowei: "Mm, thanks."
With that, Wu Suowei continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace.
Bai Ye flipped his palm, only to find that the black feather knife was bent in several places, its feathers all ruffled.
Tough enough.
If I can't pierce it, then...
Bai Ye's hands moved in a complex pattern, and several dark crows merged into the path ahead, exploding on Wu Suowei.
*Boom!!*
The explosion triggered a chain reaction of explosions in the miasma. Flames soared into the sky, and a deafening roar echoed over the swamp.
The black wings formed from raven feathers protected Bai Ye. After a while, they unfurled again.
A face as calm as still water appeared before Bai Ye.
Their eyes met, and a subtle awkwardness permeated the air.
Wu Suowei, unharmed: ???
Bai Ye maintained his smile, "Great God Wu, the water plants and dead branches were too unsightly. I've cleared the obstacles for you, so it's much easier to walk now."
Wu Suowei: "Mm, thanks."
Just as he was about to continue forward, he suddenly stopped.
Bai Ye warily guarded against him, even instinctively taking half a step back.
"What is it, Great God Wu?"
Wu Suowei said expressionlessly, "There's a scorched marsh sparrow here. The meat is very delicious. Would you like to try some?"
He picked up a string of blackened 'roast birds' from the ground and offered it to Bai Ye.
"No need, Great God Wu. I ate a lot for breakfast and I'm not hungry yet." Bai Ye's complexion was a little grim.
"That's right, you like sweet things."
Wu Suowei nodded and continued to walk forward.
Bai Ye followed behind, his mood extremely complicated.
Was it reasonable for him to be unharmed by an explosion of this magnitude?
It seemed reasonable, after all, I was also fine.
But I am an apostle of the evil god, a inheritor of power recognized by the mask, possessing world-destroying dark destructive power.
Why was everything before Wu Suowei... like children playing house?
Is this guy really invincible?
No, only the evil god is the greatest, most invincible existence.
He is merely the strongest human who has stepped into the demigod realm.
As long as I unleash my strongest blow...
With this thought, Bai Ye's finger traced from the top of his head, and the six-holed mask covered his face.
Demonic energy surged, resonating with the dense evil energy in the environment. He had never felt such powerful and abundant strength.
This is truly a good place.
Invigorating, comfortable.
Let me go all out, without holding back!
Tens of thousands of crows sensed Bai Ye's summons and took to the sky in unison, their hoarse cries obscuring the entire sky.
Wu Suowei's eyes narrowed slightly. Space distorted, oppressingly terrifying.
"Myriad Crows Annihilation."
Bai Ye softly uttered the name of his ultimate move. Terrifying dark destructive power rained down from the sky, like a blazing black sun.
*Boom!!*
The heavens and earth shook, and even the massive barrier enclosing Jingcheng trembled.
Duan Chen stood before a dilapidated temple halfway up the mountain, quickly steadying himself.
"What's going on?!"
The violent explosion caused a landslide. The mountain roared, and a mudslide surged towards the base, engulfing a large number of villagers.
Gu Sang and Gao Tiankai, far away at the [Wind Altar] in the southwest corner of Jingcheng, also sensed the tremor.
They looked north, where a terrifying aura of darkness arose.
This is the power of the evil god.
Gao Tiankai's face was filled with complex emotions, "Heh, is this truly human power? Keep in mind that this is a modern city, not a fantasy world..."
Gu Sang looked at Gao Tiankai, a sinister smile appearing on his lips.
"You can only envy it."
The aftermath of the explosion flattened nearly a thousand square meters of swamp. Amidst the rolling shockwaves, the bedrock beneath the soil thrust upwards, forming a bizarre and steep rock spire.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Bai Ye panted heavily, flying in mid-air.
His mana was depleted.
A blow poured out with all his might.
As expected of a swamp full of evil energy, its power had even shocked him.
This time, Wu Suowei should be reduced to nothing.
However, if he were truly a god, a [Chess Piece] symbolizing his identity should have dropped.
Bai Ye first took out his phone, made a scissor gesture, and took a photo with the ruins.
Then he flew lower and began to search meticulously in the ruins.