For Yin Yang at this moment, being watched by a god was clearly not a good thing.
And what did it call him? A remnant of the Yin Shang?
Yin Yang knew about the Shang; it was an existence that predated the Zhou Era.
He enjoyed reading history books in his spare time, so he was quite knowledgeable about such things.
For instance, he knew that several mass extinctions had occurred throughout human history!
One mass extinction had taken place during the Shang period, and it was the Zhou who had rebuilt human civilization from the ruins!
The Zhou had lasted much longer than the Shang, but in the end, they still couldn't avoid a mass extinction. Furthermore, their downfall was different from every extinction that had come before.
After the Zhou Era, gods no longer walked the earth. They only occasionally manifested divine miracles to respond to their believers.
With each extinction, the human pathways and Sequences had become incomplete, with many parts being lost to time.
Fortunately, records still remained in certain ruins, and the promotion rituals and methods for some pathways were occasionally rediscovered.
Since the end of the Zhou Era, humanity had rebuilt from the disaster and continued to develop until the present day.
‘It called me a remnant of the Shang just by looking at my Sacrifice pathway. It seems the Sacrifice pathway was quite common during the Shang, perhaps even one of the mainstream pathways back then, like the three major pathways of the Axeman.’
‘Remnant... It wiped out the Shang, or perhaps it wiped out most of those on the Sacrifice pathway, which is why it called me that?’
This sentence didn't reveal much information, and now was not the time to dwell on it anyway.
Because he was being targeted by a god!
Yin Yang's only consolation was that the entity was merely an avatar. If it were the true body, he would likely have exploded from a single glance.
The voice rang out once more.
“The aura on you is very messy. Hmm? How can someone as weak as you have...”
Yin Yang could perceive that it was attempting to enter his divine kingdom!
Just as it was about to break through, two massive black shadow hands reached out and actively dragged the other's will inside!
Pulled in along with it was Yin Yang's own consciousness.
Boom.
Yin Yang ‘fainted’ instantly, his head slamming onto the dining table. The impact gave Liu Hong, who was eating with him, a fright.
“Zheng Yang? Zheng Yang?”
“Mr. Yuan! Zheng Yang fainted!”
As soon as Liu Hong's voice rang out, Mr. Yuan rushed in from outside.
“What happened?”
“I don't know. Zheng Yang just collapsed while we were eating.”
Mr. Yuan hurried forward to check him over, only relaxing slightly when he found that Yin Yang's vital signs were stable.
“Mr. Yuan, how is Zheng Yang?”
“His vitals are stable. Tell me exactly what happened just now.”
“Nothing out of the ordinary. We were just sitting here eating and discussing the state of the battle. Then he suddenly looked out the window and fainted.”
“Out the window? In which direction?”
“That way.”
Mr. Yuan looked in the direction he pointed, and his expression grew increasingly grim.
“That is the direction of the evil god.”
“The evil god? Why would the evil god target Zheng Yang? He's just an ordinary person.”
Liu Hong's tone was filled with confusion.
Mr. Yuan simply waved his hand.
“Now is not the time for this. Carry him back to his room.”
“Yes, sir.”
Liu Hong complied.
Meanwhile, within the divine kingdom, Yin Yang was witnessing a grand spectacle.
He saw the two black shadows, which usually stood as still as stones, currently pummeling an eyeball shadow!
The eyeball shadow was clearly not as large as they were. In terms of volume, it was only slightly larger than the Little Transparent shadow that had recently arrived at the square.
Before it could even offer a struggle, it was beaten into a ‘sticker,’ flattened against the ground so firmly it couldn't be peeled off.
Even so, the two shadows did not stop. Their fists fell like a relentless downpour.
Watching from a short distance away, Yin Yang was dumbfounded. Was combat between ‘gods’ really this primitive?
Just swinging fists?
Bang!
The eyeball shadow's endurance finally reached its critical threshold. It was punched until it exploded, turning into wisps of black smoke.
Upon seeing this, the two shadows leaned in and quickly devoured the remains.
Yin Yang watched the entire process, looking completely dazed.
...
“Hahaha, hahahaha!”
“The Eye of the True God!”
“The True God!!!”
The black-robed elder took the opportunity to break free and soared into the air once more. His strength had mostly recovered by now.
As if hearing his call, the eyeball slowly turned toward him.
Gurgle, gurgle~
Flesh at his wound began to sprout and twist, repairing his severed arm in an instant.
The black-robed elder was overjoyed and was about to utter some words of gratitude when he saw that the flesh was still growing!
Then grew a second arm, then a third, and then a fourth!
Arms sprouted rapidly, seemingly possessing their own consciousness as they tried to detach themselves from his body.
The black-robed elder finally realized something was wrong, his voice rising in panic.
“True God, I am your most loyal believer! You cannot do this to me!”
He shouted as he fled, trying to put distance between himself and the eyeball. However, the arms on his body clearly had other ideas; they resisted his departure and struggled against him with all their might.
Seeing this, the black-robed elder could only circulate his divinity and sever the arms of sprouting flesh himself!
But to his horror, even after he hacked them off, new arms continued to grow from the wounds.
“No!!!”
He roared, his eyes growing even more crimson.
His divinity erupted, directly detonating those extra arms. The scene was incredibly gruesome.
He was a ruthless man, and so he fled into the distance, exploding his own flesh every step of the way to keep the mutations at bay.
The goat-bearded elder and the white-browed elder also retreated together, their expressions very grim.
The Shadow Lotus Church could run, but they couldn't. This was the border where both armies were stationed.
If they let the evil god act as it pleased, there was no telling how many would die.
The two circled around to the rear of the eyeball, trying to stay out of its line of sight.
The white-browed elder said in a low voice.
“It seems we really have to cooperate temporarily.”
“Yeah,” the goat-bearded elder agreed.
One had to have self-awareness.
Even though they were both Sequence 4, judging from the black-robed elder's fate just now, they were definitely no match for this giant eyeball if they didn't join forces.
But before they could agree on a strategy, the black liquid churned, and another eyeball opened on its back.
The two felt their bodies stiffen, and then their flesh began to grow and twist uncontrollably.
Boom!
Boom!
Their divinity erupted with full force as they struggled to suppress the mutation.
“We have to use a sealed object!”
...
Inside the room.
Yin Yang slowly opened his eyes.
“Mr. Yuan, Zheng Yang is awake!”
Seeing this, Liu Hong, who had been keeping watch over Yin Yang, hurried outside to call for help.
“Xiao Yang, how do you feel?”
Mr. Yuan had been waiting outside and walked in immediately. His gaze toward Yin Yang held worry, but also a hint of wariness.
After all, the direction Yin Yang had looked before fainting was exactly where the evil god's sacrifice was taking place.
An ordinary ascender might not have sensed it, but how could he, a Demigod, fail to notice?
Yin Yang looked completely confused.
“Why am I here? Wasn't I just eating in the cafeteria?”
Liu Hong was about to say something, but Mr. Yuan cut him off with a raised hand. He looked at Yin Yang with a serious expression.
“Xiao Yang, do you really know nothing?”
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