The sky and the earth were silent, except for the sound of the sea breeze blowing and the gentle jumping of waves.
The tenth bright moon appeared for a long time without any attack.
"Is this the end of the tribulation?" Some people couldn't help but express their doubts.
"No." The gravekeeper's expression was particularly solemn. He turned around and looked at the boundless sea behind him, his pupils shrinking violently.
At some point, there was a layer of dead fish floating in the sea.
Some of them were still struggling with their white bellies.
Moreover, more and more dead fish are emerging from the seabed and spreading towards the beach.
It was as if death had landed on Linlang Island from a distance.
"All! All! Dodge! Open!" The tomb guard was trembling all over, feeling unspeakable fear deep in his heart.
What made the hairs on his body stand up even more was when large areas of dead fish began to appear on the beach.
On the soft white beach, a pair of extremely dark footprints suddenly appeared.
There was an invisible existence that set foot on Linlang Island.
The footprints were one after another, heading towards Xia Qingchen.
Along the way, the footprints were all pitch black with bursts of black smoke.
On the way, flowers withered, grass and trees were scorched, snakes, insects, rats and ants died violently, century-old trees lost their green color, thousand-year-old spiritual energy passed away, and the moonlight became dirty.
To the naked eye, Linlang Island is shrouded in a looming darkness.
Those whose cultivation was not as high as the Star Realm felt nauseated, vomited and dizzy.
Those who are less than the moon level will have palpitations, shortness of breath, and pale complexion.
People above the Moon realm also have inexplicable heartbeats.
The footprints continued straight ahead until they reached the deep pit.
Xia Qingchen lay at the bottom of the pit, unable to move, silently waiting for death.
"No wonder the Blood Moon was sacrificed. It turned out to be the former God-King who made a breakthrough in the human world." A hoarse, cold, slightly coughing voice sounded leisurely.
Xia Qingchen looked with both eyes.
Ordinary people can't see it, but Xia Qingchen's eyes can see an old man in an ancient black robe holding a half-volume of broken books in his hand and a pair of chains around his waist.
His complexion was as pale as paper, bloodless, like a corpse.
But his palms and feet were extremely dark.
At this moment, both feet stepped on the ground, and bursts of black smoke came out.
"It turns out to be the God of Death." Xia Qingchen was speechless and forced out his voice with his mental power.
good.
What the tenth moon brings is not the projection of some godly boy.
But a living true God!!
The God of Death made an ancient hoarse voice: "Thank you God King for remembering me, but remember this little god."
Among the gods in the sky, the God of Death is not considered a great god.
But, it's not small.
He is in charge of death, and brings fear from the souls of mortals and nine-day beings.
"Being able to take away the former God-King, the little god will have no regrets in this life." The God of Death said with emotion.
He was afraid to look directly at Wuchen, who was so high up in the sky and exuded such divine power.
Never thought that one day, he would be the one to completely end the life of God King Wuchen.
Xia Qingchen's mental strength forced her into a line: "You betrayed me."
There is no doubt that the God of Death descended to earth under the orders of Jiutian, which means that he has taken refuge in the new God King - Ningshuang.
"God King, even if I had not betrayed you, would you be able to survive?" The God of Death slowly walked down the pit.
Walking towards Xia Qingchen step by step.
"I won't kill you, but the news that you are still alive spreads to Jiutian, will King Ningshuang let you go?"
The God of Death looked helpless: "I was also ordered to do it, don't blame me."
"Can you not use King Ningshuang's order to defend yourself?" Xia Qingchen was surprisingly calm: "Without Ningshuang's order, you also wanted to kill me."
Who is most afraid of the return of God King Wuchen?
Is it Ningshuang?
No, she had killed the Wuchen God King once, so she had the confidence not to be afraid of the God King.
Those who fear Wuchen are the gods who betrayed him.
Because when God King Wuchen returns, they will be the first to be destroyed.
There were ripples in the eyes of the God of Death, and a strange smile came out of his mouth: "Since the God King knows, then the little God will not hide it."
"The dead King Wuchen is the best king."
He is about to take action.
Xia Qingchen was neither arrogant nor impetuous: "What a sad little god, he will only be worthy of being treated as a dog throughout his life."
"It depends on who you play as a dog. I'm willing to play Ningshuang." The God of Death said calmly.
Xia Qingchen said: "So, you can only be a dog and cannot be a god, because you don't even have the dream of becoming a god."
Hearing this, the God of Death stopped.
A deep light flashed in his eyes: "God King, do you want to make a deal with me?"
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Become my master from now on, and I will help you become a god."
The God of Death's heart was pounding.
He has been a god for thousands of years, and has never been able to take a step forward. No one can tell him why.
The God King was so misty that he didn't even bother to give him advice.
The superior god is very precious to himself and refuses to give guidance to the middle god.
Although Xia Qingchen is the fallen god king, his experience is still there. If he is willing to give you some guidance, it may not be impossible to become a god.
"Okay!" The God of Death didn't think too much.
Because, this is an extremely cost-effective deal.
"I will hide the news that you are alive. As a price, you have to help me become a god." The God of Death said slowly.
Xia Qingchen said: "Deal."
The two quietly reached an agreement.
Interests not only exist in the mortal world, but also apply among gods.
"You are seriously injured." The God of Death squatted down and pointed his finger at Xia Qingchen's body.
A strong divine power surged in, miraculously healing Xia Qingchen's broken bones and rotten lungs in an instant.
After all, he is God.
However, what also fell on Xia Qingchen was the jet black chain around the waist of the God of Death, which tightly locked Xia Qingchen's wrists.
"You regretted it?" Xia Qingchen stared at the God of Death.
The latter pulled the other end of the chain and shook his head: "No! I keep my promise."
His promise was to conceal Xia Qingchen's existence.
However, there was no promise not to capture Xia Qingchen.
"Wuchen, you are no longer the king." The God of Death said lightly: "I can catch you, why should I be used by you?"
He can imprison Xia Qingchen and let him give guidance.
Why should he aggrieve himself and be driven by Xia Qingchen who became a mortal?
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." The God of Death said.
He will not kill Xia Qingchen, nor will he expose his existence. He will only imprison him for a long time and squeeze out his value bit by bit.
"Actually, I don't even bother to make a deal with a god." Xia Qingchen was surprisingly quiet.
The God of Death showed a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You have nothing, and you still want to get rid of a god?"
He shook his head, feeling that Xia Qingchen was bluffing.
If Xia Qingchen had the power to threaten him, how could he end up in this situation?
Until three broken fragments flew out from Xia Qingchen's fingers.
The fragments emit a gentle and peaceful light, which makes people feel peaceful when bathed in it.