Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 436 Kunlun Void (Page 12)

The Pamir Plateau, on the northern slopes of the Kongur Mountains.

The cold wind was like a knife, stinging people's faces.

Three hundred new recruits stood at the bottom of the cliff, looking up at the almost vertical precipice covered with a thin layer of ice, smooth as a mirror, with almost nothing to hold onto.

Zhang Yun stood at the front of the group, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, and said lazily, "The rules are simple—climb this cliff using only your hands and feet, without relying on any forbidden structures or objects."

"Those who haven't climbed up before dark will be eliminated."

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Lin Qiye stood to the side, his black box sword hanging at his waist, his gaze calm: "This is not a physical fitness test, but a 'question of the heart'."

Ask your will, ask your determination.

"Now, let's begin."

Lu Baoyou stood before the cliff, her fingertips trembling slightly.

His palms were blistered and bleeding, and the old wound on his shoulder throbbed with pain. Every breath he took was stinging from the thin air of the plateau.

"Damn it... how am I supposed to climb this?" he cursed under his breath.

But the next second, he gritted his teeth, dug his fingers into the crevice in the rock, and pushed off with his feet, pulling himself up!

"Crack——!"

He snapped a loose rock in half, instantly losing his balance and nearly falling!

"Watch out!" cried a comrade below.

Lu Baoyou gripped another protruding rock tightly, his fingernails cracked, and blood seeped from between his fingers, but he did not let go.

"I... will never fall!"

He was panting heavily as he moved his body little by little and continued climbing upwards.

Fang Mo's brow felt slightly hot, a remnant of Yang Jian's divine power.

His physical strength was already exhausted, and the muscles in his arms were so sore that he almost lost all feeling, but his belief became clearer and clearer.

"I am... Yang Jian's agent..."

"I can't... embarrass him..."

He gritted his teeth and gripped the rock face tightly with his fingers, even though his fingertips were already raw and bleeding.

Suddenly, a piece of gravel rolled down from above and hit him hard on the forehead!

"boom--!"

Blood flowed instantly, blurring his vision.

"Brother Fang!" shouted his comrade below, "Are you alright?!"

Fang Mo didn't answer, but simply wiped the blood with her sleeve and continued climbing.

Blood dripped onto the snow-white rock wall, like blooming red plum blossoms.

"This little injury... is nothing..."

He murmured softly, a faint golden light flashing in his eyes.

“I am… someone who is destined to become a ‘god’…”

Li Zhenzhen's physical strength had already reached its limit.

Her palms were covered in bloodstains, her arms trembled so much she could barely grip the rocks, and her legs felt like they were made of lead, requiring all her strength to lift them each time.

"Zhenzhen! Hang in there!" Qian Duoduo shouted from above her.

She looked up and saw Qian Duoduo's outstretched hand, but she shook her head.

"I...can manage on my own..."

She doesn't want to depend on anyone.

She is a family member of the 006 team, the future of the Night Watch, and she must climb up on her own!

"Crack——!"

The rocks beneath her feet suddenly shattered, and her body sank abruptly!

"what--!"

She screamed instinctively, but her fingers gripped the crevice in the rock tightly, managing to steady herself.

Cold sweat soaked her back, and her heart pounded wildly, as if it would burst out of her chest.

But she did not give up.

"I can do it... I can do it..."

She took a deep breath and continued climbing.

On the cliff, the wind and snow intensified.

The recruits were moving slower and slower; some had frozen fingers, and some were exhausted, but no one gave up.

They gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and moved upwards little by little.

This is not a contest of physical strength, but a battle of wills.

The world tests one's heart; a clear conscience is found!

Lu Baoyou's palms were already a bloody mess, but his eyes grew even sharper.

Fang Mo's forehead was bleeding profusely, but his back remained ramrod straight.

Li Zhenzhen's legs trembled uncontrollably, but her belief remained as firm as a rock.

They were not only climbing a cliff, but also climbing their own "hearts".

As dusk fell, the last rays of sunlight shone on the top of the cliff.

Lu Baoyou's fingers finally touched the edge of the cliff top.

He let out a low growl and, with his last bit of strength, pulled himself up!

"Hu-hu-"

He collapsed onto the snow, panting heavily, but a smile played on his lips.

"I...did it..."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Mo, Li Zhenzhen, Qian Duoduo... one recruit after another climbed up.

They were covered in wounds and exhausted, but their eyes were brighter than ever.

Zhang Yun stood atop the cliff, looking at them, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Not bad."

Lin Qiye nodded: "The willpower is up to standard."

The new recruits exchanged smiles, their weariness tinged with pride.

They knew—

I have transformed into who I am today.

...

The Pamir Plateau, deep within the Kunlun Mountains.

The cold wind howled, and the snowflakes were like knives, stinging people's faces.

Singh stood on the edge of a steep cliff, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and scarlet vertical stripes shimmering slightly between his brows.

He looked down at the compass in his hand, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"The spiritual power of the Great Xia Dynasty is indeed abundant."

The compass needle trembled wildly, as if drawn by some invisible force, pointing in a certain direction of the Kunlun Mountains.

Si Xiaonan stood to the side, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily. Her fingertips were slightly tense, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

The black python on Leng Xuan's left arm slithered slowly, its tongue flicking out as it sensed the energy fluctuations in the air.

Loki's eavesdropping ear on his right arm trembled slightly, forcing him to proceed with caution.

"Is this compass... reliable?" Si Xiaonan asked in a low voice, her tone tinged with doubt.

Singh chuckled: "The 'God-Seeking Disc' was personally crafted by Asura and is specifically designed to track fluctuations in divine power."

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction the compass was pointing: "There... is something over there."

The three followed the compass and crossed a frozen canyon.

Suddenly, a deep dragon's roar came from the wind, as if it came from the depths of the earth, making the snow underfoot tremble slightly.

"Did you hear that?" Leng Xuan frowned.

"Yes." Si Xiaonan nodded, "And the sound of the tides."

A flicker of excitement flashed in Singh's eyes: "The entrance to Kunlun Ruins... is nearby!"

He quickened his pace, and the compass needle trembled even more violently, almost jumping off the surface.

The three of them rounded a ridge, and suddenly the view opened up before them—

A vast frozen lake came into view, its surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the aurora borealis. In the center of the lake, a whirlpool spun slowly, as if leading to another world.

"Found it!" Singh laughed. "The entrance to Kunlun Ruins!"

Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan exchanged a glance, alarm bells ringing in their hearts.

They couldn't be sure if it was a trap, but Loki's eavesdropping ears were watching their every move, and they had to act like loyal executors.

"Go straight in?" Leng Xuan feigned hesitation. "Wouldn't it be dangerous?"

Singh sneered: "If you're afraid of dying, don't come."

Without another word, he leaped into the whirlpool!

Si Xiaonan took a deep breath and looked at Leng Xuan: "Let's go?"

Leng Xuan nodded: "Let's go."

The two followed closely behind and stepped into the vortex.

...

The Pamir Plateau, on the edge of the trial area.

The cold wind was like a knife, whipping up snowflakes that lashed against her face, and Fang Mo's breath condensed into white frost in the air.

He was struggling to climb a steep ice wall, his fingertips already frozen purple, but his movements remained determined.

Suddenly, a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from the depths of the snowfield.

"This is……"

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his brow slightly burning. Although Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye was not fully awakened, his perception of divine power was exceptionally sharp.

"The spiritual power of the Heavenly Court?"

He hesitated for a moment, then deviated from the original trial route, following the aura to a low-lying area covered by snow.

He crouched down, brushed aside the thick layer of snow, and his fingertips touched the ancient runes etched beneath the ice—

A teleportation array!

The array patterns glowed with a faint golden light, and spiritual energy flowed like a trickle, weak yet extremely pure.

"This... how is this possible?" Fang Mo's pupils contracted slightly. "The teleportation array from Kunlun Ruins... how could it appear here?"

He instinctively reached for the communicator at his waist, wanting to report to Zhang Yun and Lin Qiye immediately.

However, just as he raised his hand—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heavy footsteps came from behind, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Fang Mo turned around abruptly, her pupils shrinking sharply!

A burly man, nearly three meters tall, stood in the wind and snow. His muscles were as bulging as rocks, his skin had a bronze metallic sheen, and his eyes were like torches, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

—Andrei, the agent of the Earth God!

"Oh? A lost little bug?" Andrei grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "The Great Xia's divine representative... is actually this weak?"

His voice boomed like a muffled thunderclap, making Fang Mo's eardrums ache.

The pressure from Klein's realm was like a mountain crushing down, and Fang Mo's legs instantly felt like they were filled with lead, making him unable to move!

"Chi Jing...to Klein..."

Cold sweat trickled down Fang Mo's forehead, and his heart pounded wildly, almost bursting out of his chest.

The difference is too big!

Above the Pool Realm is the River Realm, above the River Realm is the Sea Realm, above the Sea Realm is the Boundless Realm, and above the Boundless Realm... is Klein!

This is simply an existence he cannot contend with!

"Weak ants..." Andrei grinned maliciously, raising his hand and gathering a ball of earthy-yellow energy in his palm. "Die."

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying shockwave rushed straight towards Fang Mo!

At the critical moment——

"Shua——!!!"

A jet-black blade of light tore through the wind and snow, cleaving the shockwave in two!

"clang--!!!"

The blade's momentum remained undiminished, slashing into Andrei's chest and sending sparks flying!

"Who?!" Andrei roared and stepped back, looking down to see a shallow bloodstain on his chest!

Amidst the wind and snow, a tall, slender figure slowly walked towards them, a black box-shaped straight sword pointing diagonally at the ground, its blade wreathed in crimson demonic energy.

—Lin Qiye!

"You bullied my student..." His voice was as cold as a knife, "Did you even ask me?"

Fang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, her legs went weak, and she almost knelt down: "Instructor Lin... Instructor Lin..."

Lin Qiye did not turn around, but simply said, "Step back."

Fang Mo gritted her teeth, forced herself to stand up, and staggered back to a distance.

Andrei stared at Lin Qiye, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes: "The agent of the night?"