Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 297 The Old Man Wang Mian's Departure

Li Mingxuan could clearly feel that his body had become unusually light, and he was like a completely different person compared to before.

Although he did not have a single muscle on his body, every time he raised his hand or moved his feet, he would experience an unprecedented powerful force surging throughout his body.

His skin was as smooth, moist and elastic as if it had been carved from fine jade, like an amazing work of art.

Now, Li Mingxuan's strength has been improved again, and it can be said that he has reached a higher level.

It is no exaggeration to say that with his current strength, he has already reached the pinnacle of Klein's peak.

Even without the assistance of any magical artifacts, relying solely on the swordsmanship taught by Zhou Ping, he was already able to compete with the human ceiling in the ordinary sense, and not be at a disadvantage at all.

Even in the future, when he successfully ascends to the realm of gods, with the help of the power of faith, his strength will be no less than that of ordinary gods.

Just when Li Mingxuan was secretly rejoicing in his heart, suddenly, a shocking roar sounded again!

"roar--!!!"

The roar was like thunder, deafening, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart.

Along with the roar, a powerful aura rushed over from afar, raising a cloud of blood-red dust that surged like the sea waves.

The strong murderous intent was overwhelming, sweeping towards this side at an alarming speed.

When Li Mingxuan heard the roar, his face instantly became solemn, and a trace of astonishment and confusion flashed in his eyes. With his keen intuition, he immediately determined the source of the voice: "This is... Susanoo's voice? His target is me?!"

This thought flashed through his mind, Li Mingxuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

Li Mingxuan knew very well that Susanoo's strength was extremely terrifying and that he was not someone he could easily contend with.

Did he realize so quickly that I had absorbed half of Takamagahara's power of faith?

Thinking of this, beads of sweat appeared on Li Mingxuan's forehead.

Under the blood-like erosion of the red moon, Susanoo gritted his teeth and held on with the Yasakani no Magatama in his hand that was emitting a faint light.

However, at this moment, a shocking fact made him unable to remain calm any longer - the tremendous power of faith that the gods of Takamagahara had painstakingly accumulated over decades was actually sucked away by half in the blink of an eye!

At this moment, the anger in Susanoo's heart erupted like a volcano. He could no longer suppress his hatred and rage, and rushed out from the deepest part of Takama-ga-hara with endless murderous intent.

"Let's get out of here! With our current strength, we are not strong enough to fight against Susanoo in his rage. Moreover, it is not appropriate for me to directly participate in the battle, otherwise I will be involved in a cause and effect that is too huge."

Seeing that the situation was critical, the old man Wang Mian quickly spoke out to remind them.

Li Mingxuan nodded in understanding, then quickly came to the eight-foot mirror and placed his palm on it without hesitation.

In an instant, an incomparably vast force of space gushed out from Li Mingxuan's body like a torrent, and then poured into the eight-foot mirror like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

Since Li Mingxuan had reached Takama-ga-hara with the help of the Yasakami, he found the way back easily.

Suddenly, accompanied by a loud bang, a dazzling blue light burst out from Li Mingxuan's body, like a raging storm!

This strange and powerful blue beam of light tightly enveloped the elderly Wang Mian and Li Mingxuan at an astonishing speed.

In a flash, their figures were completely swallowed up by the boundless blue light.

As the light gradually faded, only dim stars remained in the temple.

Then! Under the bloody sky, a figure wearing a bloodstained robe streaked across the sky like a meteor, holding a long sword that shone with silver light in his hand. His huge body cast a heavy shadow on the shattered land.

“Damn it… ah…”

Susanoo rushed to the temple at lightning speed, his bloodshot eyes staring fiercely at the surroundings. When he realized that there was no one there, he knew that his opponent had gone away, and he could only roar unwillingly.

.......

Deep in the sea...

A dark, deep and foggy world appeared before our eyes. Endless darkness enveloped the surroundings, and only a faint light penetrated the sea water, barely illuminating a small area.

At this moment, Li Mingxuan and the old man Wang Mian appeared quietly. They crossed the boundary of time and space and descended from Takama-ga-hara into the deep sea with the help of the eight-foot mirror.

At the same time, a powerful and invisible barrier suddenly rose up, quickly wrapping around the two people like a transparent shield, blocking the surging sea water outside.

"I have helped you get the power of faith." The old man looked at Li Mingxuan and said calmly, "I hope you can lend a hand when the Masked Team is in trouble in the future. Although the future seems to have been predetermined, I still want to remind you."

Li Mingxuan listened quietly to the words of the old man Wang Mian, with a complex emotion welling up in his heart. He knew the importance of this power of faith.

Even if the old man Wang Mian didn't say it, he would actually change the fate of the Masked Team. But since the old man Wang Mian said it and helped him gain the power of faith, he would definitely take it to heart.

Then, the old man continued, "Next, you have two choices. One is to return to Daxia; the other is to step into the Japanese circle. No matter what you choose, you must consider it carefully. As for me, I have been involved in too many causes and effects. The future path can only be explored by you."

As he finished speaking, the figure of the old man Wang Mian gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared from Li Mingxuan's sight, like a gust of wind that dissipated without a trace.

Facing the unexpected events, Li Mingxuan did not panic. He silently kept the old man Wang Mian's instructions in mind. As for his choice, he already had a clear answer in his mind - to enter the Japanese circle.

This decision was not made rashly, but a firm choice made after careful consideration.

After all, he also wanted to see with his own eyes the Kurootong Host Club in Dotonbori, Osaka? The Hidden Dragon in the host world? The rising star of the host? The friend of mature ladies? Mr. Asaba Nanaya.

If he happened to appear when Lin Qiye was working as a gigolo, Lin Qiye's expression would definitely be extremely rich.

Seeing this, Li Mingxuan couldn't wait to enter the human circle and swam towards the gap in the eight-foot mirror.

But he seemed to have forgotten that Lin Qiye came into the Japanese circle two years later...