Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 907 Jiang Ziya Returns

Lu Tao, oh, no.

At this time he should be called Emperor Xin.

He smiled, and pulled down the thread of fate that was clenched in his hand and that only the fortune teller could see.

Immediately afterwards, the "sun" in the sky suddenly fell down!
Seeing this scene, Emperor Xin's eyes narrowed with a smile.

exactly.

exactly.

That's it!

He was like a patient fisherman who finally waited for the fish he had been longing for to take the bait.

As the thread of fate in his hand became tighter and tighter until it was completely stretched straight, Emperor Xin tested its strength and nodded with great satisfaction.

Then, he followed the thread of fate that was pulled out and began to move upwards, upwards, approaching the direction where the "sun" was!

This scene looks very strange.

If someone looks from a distance, it looks like a person is hanging in the air and still rising.

The higher you go, the closer you are to the sun, and accordingly, the temperature becomes higher.

Xiqi had suffered greatly from the shining of the [Sun God] and was already familiar with the term "high temperature scorching".

But Emperor Xin didn't care about these at all and continued to get closer to the sun.

I don’t know how long this process lasted.

Until Emperor Xin's figure was completely engulfed by the eye-shaped "sun" light, the people below could no longer see what was happening inside.

Emperor Xin only felt that the light around him was extremely bright.

Then, after the life line was recovered, it suddenly darkened again.

When he opened his eyes and his vision gradually recovered,

He saw a weasel sleeping with its eyes closed!

Emperor Xin tilted his head thoughtfully.

Then he held the lifeline tightly with one hand and exerted a little force with the other hand, as if he had grasped something invisible.

With this grip, he turned over and stepped into the "Sun", a dark and unknown area.

Emperor Xin narrowed his eyes carefully, took a look at the lifeline in his hand, and then looked forward along the lifeline.

After confirming that the end of the lifeline was indeed connected to the sleeping weasel, he took out a short, sharp dagger from his back.

Emperor Xin walked silently to the side of the weasel.
Raised the dagger in his hand high!

……

Han Zhan rushed back to Xiqi as quickly as possible.

When he returned to the ancestral temple, he did not find any trace of his second senior brother Lu Tao.

At this time, Han Zhan already had some guesses in his mind.

If a fortune teller wants to find the thread of fate, he must get to know the other person deeply. This can only be achieved by becoming the person who knows the other person best.

Therefore, Emperor Xin, the master of fortune, had been disguising his identity and hiding beside them.

But now, the eldest senior brother Shen Luo, the third senior sister Bai Shang, and the fourth senior brother Chang Hao have all died one after another, leaving only the second senior brother Lu Tao, who naturally became the only possibility.

Just as Han Zhan was thinking, a figure appeared from the teleportation array.

When he saw who was coming, Han Zhan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who came was not someone else, but his master, Jiang Ziya, who had been away for a long time.

Jiang Ziya glanced at Han Zhan, his brows slightly frowned, seeming a little unsure, thinking he had seen it wrong.

After he confirmed it again and again, he finally believed that his fifth disciple, whom he had just accepted not long ago, had successfully entered the realm of God!
"It seems that a lot of things happened during the time I was away." "Where are your other senior brothers and sisters?" Jiang Ziya asked.

Han Zhan was stunned for a moment, but decided to answer truthfully: "Third Senior Sister Bai Shang is dead."

"Dead?!" Jiang Ziya opened his mouth slightly in surprise, "How did he die?"

"Killed by me." Han Zhan replied.

Without giving Jiang Ziya time to react, Han Zhan continued, "Senior Brother Shen Luo is also dead. His two treasures, [Skill Gate] and [Strength Gate], have been fused by me."

"He was killed by me." This time, without Jiang Ziya asking, Han Zhan answered proactively.

"And our second brother Lu Tao, he..."

"He was also killed by you?!" Jiang Ziya raised his voice several volumes.

"No, I did want to kill him, but I didn't find him."

Jiang Ziya: "..."

Why do I feel like I just went out for a trip, and when I came back I found that the ancestral temple and its nest had been destroyed?
Jiang Ziya understood that since Han Zhan could stand here calmly and say these things to him, it proved that he had a clear conscience.

There must be a lot of information in this conversation that he doesn't know.

After coming back to his senses, Jiang Ziya looked at Han Zhan again and said, "Tell me, what's going on."

When Han Zhan heard his master's question, he did not hide anything and told the whole story.

It was not until he mentioned that Lu Tao was Emperor Xin, the emperor of the Shang Dynasty, that Jiang Ziya's expression became solemn.

"Master, in your opinion, what is Lu Tao's, no, Di Xin's, ultimate goal?"

"I don't know much about the emperor of the Shang Dynasty, but I have seen some secrets and records about the identity of the fortune teller."

"Among those records, the one thing that concerns me the most is that the fortune teller feeds on the gods."

Eating gods?!

Now it was Han Zhan's turn to be shocked.

How could such an outrageous thing be possible? Aren’t gods high above, looking down on the human world? How could anyone feed on gods?
This is so absurd that even if it comes from the mouth of Master Jiang Ziya, it is difficult for people to accept it for a while.

"The Fate Master himself is not powerful. In fact, he is very weak."

"His upper limit depends entirely on the fate of the people he has devoured. The more and stronger the fate he has devoured, the stronger he will become."

"And the gods, without a doubt, will be the 'delicacy' that the Fate Master wants to devour the most!"

Listening to Jiang Ziya's words, Han Zhan's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Can a god be hunted even if he is so powerful?"

Look at it now, every city and every region is suffering from divine punishment from different gods.

It is hard to imagine how humans can fight against those gods.

"The gods of the ancient times were not as invincible as they are now."

"However, as time went on, the inheritance of human practitioners was broken, and the gods gradually became more powerful, even to the present day, enslaving humans."

"Indeed, the gods nowadays cannot be defeated easily. However, there is one god who is different."

When Jiang Ziya said this, Han Zhan already understood.

That different god is the [Sun God]!
"When the Sun God opens its eyes and releases the sunlight, it is actually in a sleeping state. It is only at night when the sun disappears that it truly wakes up."

Han Zhan listened to Jiang Ziya's explanation and thought about the time when he had just entered the fruit world and saw the Xiqi human sacrifice for the first time.

That night, the Sun God opened his mouth and swallowed the sacrificial puppet, which was exactly as Jiang Ziya's description had described.

"But even so, when the sun is so strong, even walking on the ground will burn you to ashes. How can the Fate Master devour him?"

Faced with this question, Jiang Ziya exhaled a breath of foul air and answered with only two words:
"destiny."

(End of this chapter)