Chapter 182: Wei Ting, Do You Want to Slay a God?

"Nine zhang tall, nine zhang waist width! Don a golden crown and golden battle armor! Wield a Xuanhua Battle Axe!"

As Qi Yuan's visualization took shape, a towering figure with a gigantic axe emerged, burly to an exaggerated degree. It glowered furiously, boundless fighting intent surging from its gaze. It was none other than Giant Spirit God.

As per the Jade Emperor's decree, Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing had led a hundred thousand Heavenly Army to encircle and suppress Sun Wukong. As the vanguard general, Giant Spirit God was the first to engage Sun Wukong. Though he was ultimately defeated, his weapon shattered by the Golden Cudgel, he was still a heavenly general of the celestial realm. A legitimate celestial god, guardian of the Heavenly Palace!

"Is this amount of evil god spiritual energy enough? If not, I'll have to use some of my own."

The Star Golden Core shone brightly, and the Visualization Mountain asked two questions again.

Qi Yuan solemnly closed his eyes. This time, he visualized something completely different than before. Suddenly, another golden light burst forth from the mountain.

His face turned pale. He had consumed a portion of the spiritual energy from his role as Clearwater Village’s guardian god. Nevertheless, there was a smile in his eyes. It succeeded!

At that moment, the atmosphere in the chat group grew heavy.

Dong Jianghe suddenly chimed in.

Dong Jianghe: The Visualization Mountain is shining golden again. Did someone visualize another Epic?

└Has fortune finally shifted to those above us Ancient Gods?

└If that's the case, then Venerable Tianbao can rest in peace...

***

The sky was pitch-black. Wei Ting sat cross-legged, cultivating. At the same time, he was watching over his younger sister, who was sleeping soundly inside the house.

His strength had already reached the Nascent Soul realm. Even in town, he could already be considered a capable expert. Of course, he was nothing compared to new gods equipped with artifacts.

The moment the epidemic showed even the slightest sign of easing, Wei Ting threw himself into cultivation. After all, they were facing a terrifying new god—one that gave even the powerful guardian god a hard time.

Out of nowhere, a black silhouette appeared. Springing to his feet, Wei Ting caught sight of a god.

𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

The cold radiance of the stars illuminated the newcomer. The god then asked, his voice biting and sharp, "Wei Ting, do you want to slay a god?"

Wei Ting's heart jolted violently. He nodded without hesitation. "I do."

He felt he had chosen the right path, even if his life was forfeit.

***

Crimson dawn light bathed the earth. A great number of evil gods had gathered in Gale Wind Town. That day, Sarwolf was hosting a Child Banquet, inviting gods all around.

Outside the grand temple, laughter and revelry filled the air. Throughout town, carriages appeared one after another, mounted with cages that held naked children. Some of the children appeared numb and lifeless, while others were innocent and naive, laughing chirpily at the surrounding crowd.

Temple guards clad in golden armor slowly led the children into the temple. The gods were dressed extravagantly. Quite a few had white hair framing youthful faces; others were so beautiful they seemed unmatched. They drank fine wine and ate spirit fruits, without a care in the world.

An white-haired old man with a youthful appearance reminisced, "The last Child Banquet was thirty years ago. It has been quite a long time."

"At that time, in Feihuang City, only the three of us ruled the seven towns," said a yellow-robed elder with relish.

"Two Ancient Gods couldn't stand us hosting the Child Banquet and foolishly came to challenge us. In the end, Brother Sarwolf defeated them with one finger and steamed them alive."

"Steamed alive?"

"Brother Sarwolf is truly creative."

"

Hahaha

! This time, no fools would dare crash our Child Banquet, right?"

"There's only that weakling Ruo Yu left. If he dares come, he'll just be courting death!"

"Steam him alive!"

Laughter rang out endlessly amid clinking cups and flowing wine. As for the village-level Ancient Gods under Ruo Yu's command, they weren't even worth mentioning.

Did they even count as gods?

At this moment, Sarwolf stepped out. Draped in purple silk, he looked incomparably lofty. All the new gods hurriedly rose and raised their cups to toast him.

Suddenly, a violent tremor shook the ground. The earth lurched violently. Wine cups were knocked off the tables, shattering on the ground.

The new gods froze in shock and turned their heads. The rumbling grew louder and closer.

In the distance, a colossal giant had emerged between two mountain ranges. With its feet planted firmly on the earth, it seemed capable of propping up the heavens. A golden crown was perched atop its head, while golden battle armor adorned its physique, radiating overwhelming might. The massive Xuanhua Battle Axe rested on the peaks of two mountains.

The towering giant lowered its head, gazing down at the many evil gods of Gale Wind Town.

A thunderous voice boomed, so loud it almost blew the town's houses apart. "I am Wei Ting, vanguard of Qiyuann Sovereign! Evil hairy gods, come forth and die!"

His towering physique and booming voice exploded in their ears.

The townspeople were filled with terror. Some of the new gods paled with fear, while others sneered in disdain.

An evil god from Yellowsand Town leaped into the air, charging toward the giant. "Where did this nobody come from?! Seeking death!”

"Die!"

Having transformed, Wei Ting now possessed boundless strength, a bargain-bin version of Pangu himself. [1]

The massive axe trembled and swung skyward, unleashing a strike so powerful it seemed to tear space itself asunder. Rivaling a small mountain in size, the weapon seemed capable of splitting mountains and a city.

The late-stage Violet Palace god had barely flown into the sky when he was cleaved apart, reduced to ashes.

The towering giant was far from being satisfied. Eyes blazing with fury, he reached toward the temple.

Seeing this, over a hundred new gods panicked and unleashed their sacrificial artifacts, blasting endless Origin Divine Techniques toward that hand.

The giant scoffed, white vapor spraying from his nostrils. "You hairy gods dare act so pompously?"

As the Giant Spirit God, Wei Ting's strength was limitless. His golden gauntlet blazed with light, indestructible. It was the phantom of an Immortal-grade artifact. How could mere divine techniques hope to break it?

After crushing all the techniques, the massive palm reached for the temple. The new gods were seized like chicks. With a violent squeeze, dozens were crushed to death in an instant.

Wei Ting’s enormous eyes turned toward the remaining new gods. "Die!"

The Xuanhua Axe flew into Gale Wind Town. Terrifying pressure swept across the land, like Li Kui storming the execution ground [2]

The colossal giant charged into the town. "Where do you think you're going?!"

Despite his size, Wei Ting wielded the axe with astonishing agility. His movement was so precise that he didn't even have to worry about collateral damage.

Chaos erupted in Gale Wind Town. Iron-armored temple guards gallantly charged at Wei Ting. Those guards, whom the townspeople viewed as demonic beasts, were nothing more than flies in his eyes.

With a casual swing, a dozen lives fell.

"Die!" Wei Ting roared as he slaughtered another dozen new gods.

The remaining new gods were utterly terrified and at a loss. They had never seen such a powerful divine being! Moreover, the giant seemed to be only at late-stage Violet Palace, far from perfection! How could a single person cause so much damage?!

Wei Ting swung his axe again and several more gods fell. The powerful gods couldn't even withstand one strike. A few swings later, lives were being reaped like wheat.

Sarwolf stood behind the remaining new gods, his face dark and grim. "You insolent brat, you're forcing my hand!"

He tried to endure it but he couldn't. Despite having condensed half a divine aperture, he was sparing with his divine spiritual energy. After all, each use would delay his ascension to True God realm by decades, centuries, or perhaps even a millennium.

However, the towering giant filled Sarwolf with a terrifying sense of threat. He even had a foreboding that if he didn't go all out, he would be cleaved to death. Just how did such an abomination appear in Feihuang City?!

Then, he recalled the giant claimed to be Qiyuann Sovereign’s vanguard. In that case, there was only one explanation: God Visualization Art! That terrifying giant had to be an unimaginably fearsome being in life. Such massive power could only manifest because only Wei Ting alone had visualized him.

Hearing Sarwolf speak, the surviving new gods showed expressions of relief.

"Brother Sarwolf, quick! Kill him!"

"This giant is too terrifying! If he grows further, Feihuang City will be doomed!"

All hope was placed on Sarwolf. After all, Sarwolf was a demigod. No matter how strong this giant was, he was still only late-stage Violet Palace.

Sarwolf roared, "You're the only one to blame!"

A trace of True God aura spilled out. The fluctuations between heaven and earth became terrifying. The followers of Gale Wind Town began to wither, their bodies drying and cracking.

The remaining dozen or so new gods finally relaxed. "Who can resist a demigod?!"

Brimming with confidence, Sarwolf roared, "Didn't you want to kill me?! Come at me!"

At that moment, a slightly cool voice rang out. "Well, yeah.”

A man in snow-white robes appeared, reminiscent of a sword immortal. A star twinkled, and a blood-red sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor.

All everyone saw was red. When their sight returned, they saw the white-robed man gently blowing his sword, scattering the blood droplets away.

He stared at the headless corpse in the distance, a trace of mockery in his eyes. "I am invincible among my peers. You're not even a Yin Spirit, yet you dare act so arrogantly!"

As Wei Ting visualized the Giant Spirit God and went on a killing spree, Qi Yuan's level skyrocketed as well.

While Wei Ting massacred evil gods, Qi Yuan hadn't been idle either. He had personally gone out long ago, slaughtering temple guards across towns and villages.

As a result, he was already a Level 72, a mid-stage Violet Palace. He never feared any of his peers, let alone a demigod like Sarwolf.

Furthermore, since Sarwolf was not a True God, he was basically on the same tier as Qi Yuan. How could Sarwolf withstand Qi Yuan’s divine technique?

A distraction of less than a second was all Qi Yuan needed to kill him.

Finally, Qi Yuan stared at the remaining new gods, a cruel smile spreading across his face. "Time to die."

1. Pangu is a primordial being in Chinese mythology who separated heaven and earth and created the universe, often depicted as a giant emerging from a cosmic egg, with his body forming the world after his death. ☜

2. 李逵 (Lǐ Kuí) refers to a famous, impetuous, black-skinned warrior from the classic Chinese novel Water Margin (水浒传), nicknamed the "Black Whirlwind". The name itself combines the common surname Li (李) with Kui (逵), meaning crossroads or thoroughfare, but it's overwhelmingly known as the character's name. ☜