Chapter 300 Demigod
After spending seven or eight hours, it was not until the afternoon that Wang Yao and Sun Shangxiang finally walked out of the vast wild area and came to the river on the upper lane.

In the afternoon sun, the water in the river flows quietly, flashing sparkles frequently, and meanders like a canal to the distant middle road.

Wang Yao squatted beside the clear river and washed his face. As he was just a soldier and couldn't walk on the water, he immediately changed into a hero while the cyclone was dancing and took the lead in stepping into the vast river.

Sun Shangxiang followed behind Wang Yao without saying a word. Her pair of emerald green eyes, clearer than the river, just stared at Wang Yao's back without blinking.

How can he switch between a soldier and a hero freely? Jixia Academy doesn't seem to have released a list of heroes as weird as his recently.

Sun Shangxiang frowned and muttered to herself, she really wanted to ask Wang Yao some detailed questions, but every time the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back silently; because she could see that Wang Yao had been deliberately keeping a distance from her.

Sun Shangxiang didn't like the feeling she had now, and she didn't like Wang Yao's behavior of not flattering her and even rejecting her a little!
However, as they went deeper and deeper into the middle of the river, the originally refreshing air began to slowly be permeated with a faint smell of blood.

"Hmm?" Sun Shangxiang, whose attention was diverted in an instant, instinctively grasped the handle of the cannon; her intuition told her that there seemed to be something extremely dangerous lurking in the river.

Although Sun Shangxiang had never seen it with her own eyes, she had heard from Da Qiao in her family that there were three extremely terrifying species of demons in the canyon. They were all the kings of wild monsters. Not only were their bodies comparable to mountains, but they were also extremely ferocious and possessed terrifying power that was enough to rival heroes!
Thinking of this, Sun Shangxiang subconsciously said, "It's very dangerous here."

"It's okay. No one knows this place better than me." Wang Yao didn't explain too much. After all, time was passing by, and he didn't want to waste too much time in this river.

After walking for a while, when they came to the outskirts of the dragon pit shrouded in a strange lavender mist, Sun Shangxiang, who had been cautious and vigilant behind them, finally couldn't help but shouted, "Don't move!"

Wang Yao was startled and turned around and asked, "Uh, what do you want, Miss?"

And just when Wang Yao turned around, Sun Shangxiang's face suddenly changed, because; through Wang Yao, she saw a pair of blood-red pupils as big as lanterns suddenly opened in the mist in the dragon pit surrounded by mountains on three sides!

"Gooho——!!"

Without any warning, the originally clear water in the river suddenly turned black as if a large amount of ink had been poured into it. Amid the turbulent waves, accompanied by the earth-shaking roars of beasts, an incomparably huge and ferocious demon broke through the fog and rushed over at lightning speed!
"Quickly open!"

When she saw an unprecedentedly huge bloody mouth full of sharp teeth biting towards her, at the critical moment, Sun Shangxiang only had time to shout, then rolled on the ground swiftly, and after gaining a certain distance, she smoothly picked up the cannon and began to aim.

However, Sun Shangxiang did not use her prepared first skill [Rolling Assault], because in that 0.1 second, she clearly saw that facing the terrifying bloody mouth, Wang Yao stood there like a piece of wood without moving!

In just a moment, Wang Yao was pressed down into the river by the giant wild monster's claw. The huge claw was big enough to flatten a cannon cart, and it also created a huge wave on the water!
"Idiot! Why don't you get out of the way?!" Sun Shangxiang shouted anxiously. She was about to go up to rescue Wang Yao instinctively, but then she froze in place.

Because the terrifying beast that was supposed to tear Wang Yao into pieces was now sticking out its huge red tongue and licking Wang Yao like a puppy.

".ha!??"

at the same time.

On the other side of the canyon battlefield, in the distance, in the ruins of a broken tower, amidst the snow and the biting cold wind, this bitterly cold place where no birds fly in the mountains and no people are seen on the paths, is welcoming the arrival of two supreme heroes.

The one walking in front was an old man with a hunched back and a white beard tied into a braid, while following respectfully behind the old man was a tall young woman with white hair.

One of them is the old scholar who is known as one of the three giants of Jixia.

One is one of the current legends of Jixia Academy and also Wan Gu Chang Ming's right-hand man, the Savage Hammer Zhong Wuyan.

This was not their first visit to this sacred relic, so even within the ruins with complex passages and numerous traps, they were as adept at roaming around as if they were strolling in their own back garden.

In this long-abandoned ruin, there are some shiny fragments suspended in the air, like a prism; these fragments were once part of this ruin, representing the glorious history of yesterday, and also the power of a certain man.
Soon, after a winding and confusing road, ladders, and sword paths, Lao Fuzi and Zhong Wuyan arrived at the highest level of the tower ruins and found the "person" they were looking for.

At the center of the top of the open-air tower, on a giant broken stone throne, was lying a man with a faint golden glow all over his body.

It seemed that he had already sensed the presence of the old man and the other man, and the man with waist-length white hair was not at all surprised by their appearance.

What is eye-catching is that the right arm of the white-haired man is as bright as a golden radiance, as if it were a concentration of endless flames. There is also a pure golden totem on his forehead, and even under his eyelids, there are two golden lines that go straight to the back of his jaw. That is; the natural overflow of the excessive transcendental magic power absorbed, symbolizing his endless absolute power and unchallengeable authority! This is the ancient hero who, in the legend, destroyed one of the "Twelve Miracles" with his own strength! He is also a God-killer who absorbed all the power of the "Miracle"!
Even Zhong Wuyan had to bow her head slightly to show respect when she saw this man. Her tall and plump body was even trembling secretly because she couldn't suppress the instinctive fear.

Her fear did not come from the long-ago historical legend, but because the man in front of her was a demigod with the ability to "kill gods"! He was a transcendent monster on par with the three giants of Jixia. In front of him, all the heroes' unique ability of "unlimited resurrection" would be wiped out!
At the top of the open-air tower, the two sides faced each other in silence. No one took the initiative to speak. The invisible and overwhelming pressure made the entire space seem extremely depressing and dead silent.

"I need your help." Finally, the old man broke the silence.

"I know you never come to my temple for no reason." The man held his face with one hand, looked down at the old man with a look of contempt that no one dared to use, and said coldly: "In this land, only my arrows can destroy those heroes with infinite resurrection ability without damaging the central fire. Didn't you free me from the seal in order to use my magic power to eliminate those first-generation rebels who disobeyed your Jixia Academy?"

The white-haired man stared at the old man with a pair of pure golden eyes. His sharp features revealed an indifferent and detached charm. "You once asked me to get rid of one of your most proud students. It's been less than half a year, and you have another target to get rid of. I doubt whether your actions are to get rid of dissidents? Or is it to protect this continent as you promised before?"

"Last time, I had no choice, but this time is different."

"Oh?"

"Because the weapon of that demon king appeared back then." The old man said solemnly, "For so many years, we have been secretly looking for the whereabouts of that weapon, but we never thought that it was obtained by an unknown soldier. More importantly, this soldier has now inherited the fire of my student and has even become the only outlaw hero who is not bound by our rules. We no longer have the ability to eliminate this anomaly while ensuring the safety of the fire, so we can only rely on your strength. After all, if this continues for a long time, once this anomaly grows up, coupled with that weapon, I am afraid that the inherent system of the entire continent will be threatened!"

"Hmph." The white-haired man snorted lightly: "This ancient and corrupt system that has lasted for thousands of years, so what if it is destroyed? You old guys, it's time to step back and let the young people take charge of this world."

The old man frowned and said, "Young people today have never experienced anything, so how can they understand what our generation believes in? How can they bear the burden of this world? Perhaps you don't quite understand that once the existing system is destroyed, our Jixia Academy will lose the ability to dominate the entire continent. At that time, our plans for so many years will be forced to stop. Do you think that if someone else comes, he will continue to collect energy crystals in our way?"

The white-haired man was silent, lowered his eyes slightly, and secretly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

This detail of the man's words naturally did not escape the eyes of Wan Gu Chang Ming, so afterwards, the old master said intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't forget, you helped us destroy the Sun Tower they built. From that moment on, we were allies on the same boat. It is reasonable for you to help us unconditionally."

"My heart only wants to protect this continent, not us or them!" The white-haired man raised his eyes suddenly and said coldly, "The reason why I am willing to destroy the Sun Tower is because I understand that the so-called miracle will only bring harm to this land!"

"So, you should help us even more this time." The old man looked straight into the man's eyes and said in a deep voice, "I think you should have felt it, right? It's coming back soon!"

The white-haired man fell silent again.

He knew that even though he was a demigod with the ability to "kill gods", he would not be able to resist "it".

Perhaps Wan Gu Chang Ming also has his own selfish motives and plans? But so what? After all, in front of the whole world, personal grievances are really nothing.

With this thought in mind, the white-haired man slowly stood up from the throne. With this simple action, the entire tower ruins seemed to tremble slightly as if it could not bear the huge pressure!
Seeing this, the old man's solemn expression finally relaxed a little. He knew that the man was about to make a move, so he said, "I'll mark you."

The white-haired man did not respond, but walked to the edge of the tower, looking down at the vast land below with a complicated expression; this precious land was hard-won, but faced the possibility of being lost after a thousand years.
After a long time, he sighed silently.

"I hope that after this arrow, there will be no more killing in the King's Continent."

While muttering to himself in a low voice, the white-haired man stretched out his pure golden right arm. The moment he spread out his five fingers, some mechanical objects scattered within the range began to gather towards his palm at a high speed, and finally assembled into a giant and exquisite longbow.

Then, facing the ray of sunlight shining straight down from the sky, he gently raised his left hand and grasped the light.

click!
The empty light, like a tangible object, was caught in his hand, forming a pure golden arrow.

When he drew his bow and shot his arrow, the atmosphere within a hundred miles suddenly became noisy!

The sky and earth changed color, just like boiling water, the air kept boiling and surging, and gathered and concentrated on the arrow on the giant bow of the white-haired man. At this moment, with the blessing of the power of the earth, the man's whole body was shining with golden light, almost like a sun, making it impossible to look directly at him.

"Brightest, darkest!"

Along with the hoarse groan of the white-haired man, a dazzling dark gold meteor suddenly streaked across the daytime sky.

Then, with a clear cry, the meteor gradually grew larger and deformed due to the high-speed friction in the atmosphere, and finally turned into a lifelike flaming phoenix, flying straight towards the "marked" point designated by the old man.
(End of this chapter)