"I see……"
Su Xueer stretched out her hand and was about to take the death sickle from Chi Hu, but suddenly stopped.
She simply hugged the red swan with one hand and held the sickle with the other hand.
"Red Hu...with my power of time and space, let's give him the sickle together."
"Why is this so?" Chihu asked puzzledly, holding up the sickle.
Su Xueer said: "I just used the death sickle to transfer all the power of death in my body to him; besides, when we hand out the sickle together, you can see him in an instant."
Chi Hu suddenly became nervous.
"Come on... don't be afraid."
Su Xueer held the death sickle and, together with Chi Hu, handed it to the void.
Endless flames of death surged from her body, completely submerged in the scythe.
——What she inherited was the power of death from the Lord of Glory, and it was completely passed on at this moment.
Su Xueer chanted the spell quickly.
Gradually, layers of shadows of the long river of time came quietly, constantly surrounding her, forming a gulf stream.
The turbulent water of time flowed backwards out of thin air and turned into a translucent waterfall wall.
On this side of the wall are Su Xueer and Chi Hu.
On the other side of the wall, Gu Qingshan's shadow appeared.
"Did you see it?" Su Xueer asked.
Chihu nodded and couldn't help but said: "Can we talk to him?"
Su Xueer said: "No, we can't communicate across time and space, we can only see him."
Red Hu was slightly disappointed.
At this time, Su Xueer seemed to notice something and shouted: "Open!"
She grabbed Chihu's hand and together they sent the Death Scythe into the wall of water that was flowing backwards.
This moment.
All the water flow became no longer turbid, and the outline of the person on the opposite side of the water wall gradually became clearer.
Gu Qingshan.
At such a rare moment, he activated the secret of synchronization among all living beings and transformed back into his original self.
He smiled and looked at the two women tenderly.
Amelia Su's eyes turned red and she wanted to say something, but she held back.
She squeezed Chihu's hand and gestured slightly.
It's time to let go.
——Let go of your hand, the Death Scythe will reach where Gu Qingshan is.
That's the end of it.
Chihu looked at Gu Qingshan intently, reluctant to let go several times, but still helpless.
She gritted her teeth and prepared to let go——
Gu Qingshan suddenly took a step forward and looked down at her.
He leaned against the water, gestured with his mouth, and said something silently.
Chihu looked at Gu Qingshan blankly.
Although she couldn't hear what he said, she could clearly see what he meant.
She wiped the tears from her face and broke into a smile.
"I believe!"
She said silently while mouthing words, and at the same time pushed the Death Scythe forward——
boom!
The wall collapsed, and all the time flowed away.
The Death Scythe disappeared together with Gu Qingshan, as if it had never appeared before.
…
The shadows of past eras fade away.
The Boundary Defining Divine Sword floated beside Gu Qingshan and said: "You have a link with the past era and brought something here, so the flow of time here has been completely disrupted and you can no longer see what happened in the past."
Gu Qingshan was silent for a moment and said: "It doesn't matter, I have no regrets."
He stretched out his hand and gently held the long dark sickle that exuded endless flames of death.
All the dark flames followed his hands and sank into his body.
At this moment, Gu Qingshan was a little hesitant.
If he completely regains the power of the God of Death, he will definitely return to the position of the God of Death, which will shock the entire underworld.
So do you want to hide your identity and plot everything secretly? Or do you want to directly become a high-level god?
He was lost in thought.
A moment.
He shook his head and said with a smile: "Why do you still play tricks when you are obviously seeing the real chapter?"
The giant corpse takes action.
The Overlookers of All Realms are also helping themselves.
And none of his enemies can be defeated easily.
At this time, if you don't get strong strength to fight, do you still want to wait until later?
An invisible momentum rose from Gu Qingshan.
Just listen to him chanting a mantra in a low voice: "Death is a dream. When you fall into it, you will fall into eternal sleep. The attendant of the Lord of the Law of Death should now return to the source of the law again and become me and death." Messenger of the River.”
call--
The scythe once again ignited into a ball of swollen flames, eventually coalescing into a dark bird.
In the ancient times, it was summoned by Red Hu, and because of Rhodes' fighting needs, it condensed into the Death Scythe.
Now it is time to return to the river of death.
The bird of darkness bowed slightly to Gu Qingshan, turned into a black lightning and flew away, quickly reaching the top of the river of death.
It turned into a thick dark mist and gradually disappeared into the river of death.
There was silence all around.
The whole world gradually fell into a strange silence.
Gu Qingshan stood still and saw dozens of rays of light flying rapidly from the direction of the Reincarnation Hall.
——Those gods in the Hall of Merit!
They landed around Gu Qingshan, quickly took out various magical weapons, and began to decorate the dojo.
The ghost official who was responsible for his promotion came over and said with a complex expression: "I didn't expect that you were originally the god of the death river. Now the underworld and the death river are about to resonate. We will do our best to help you enhance this resonance so that your priesthood can be promoted." The promotion went smoothly.”
Gu Qingshan nodded slightly and said: "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome. This is our vocation. We should do these things for the ghosts. Let me tell you what you need to pay attention to."
The official repeated what he said last time. It was nothing more than that when heaven and man interacted, the magical skills of the underworld would be born, and one must use one's own will to communicate with the origin of the underworld.
Gu Qingshan listened carefully and suddenly felt a strange feeling gradually coming from around him.
It was as if the whole world was paying attention to him and breathing with him.
The official whispered: "It's time to begin! One last thing to remind you, there is only one Wangchuan in Huangquan. The gods of Wangchuan are also wary of and coveted the river of death. You see what you should do."
After saying that, he backed away.
Gu Qingshan nodded slightly.
The next moment, lines of small scarlet characters quietly appeared:
"You have obtained the power of death from the Glorious Darkness, and you have also obtained the protection of the River of Death."
"You get the combined bonuses of the Underworld and the River of Death."
"Since eternity, you have been the guide to the end of all living beings, the guide to the sleeping world, and the master of the river of death."
"——You are the God of Death!"
"You naturally have countless merits. From this moment on, you will automatically be promoted to the Lord of the Dead River."
Gu Qingshan looked up and saw the merit calculator above his head flashing for a moment, turning into a dark light dozens of meters high, quietly setting behind him like a black sun.
"Why isn't the number displayed?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Your merits are immeasurable," the merit calculator responded.
"Hide it, you look too cool and not suitable for me." Gu Qingshan said.
"yes."
A dark and blazing sun gradually disappeared into the void.
Gu Qingshan felt something in his heart and opened his eyes to look in the direction of the river of death.
I saw the river of death surging, its water swelling, and it gradually rivaled the River of Forgetfulness.
In the Forgotten River, many gods flew out and gathered around to check the situation.
Gu Qingshan thought and said:
"The River of Forgetfulness is the place of reincarnation, and the River of Death is the place of sleep. They should not be mingled."
As soon as the words fell, the river of death began to vibrate violently, as if it was alive.
"Go, I belong to hell, so go to hell and reappear as a river at the bottom of the eighteen levels of hell."
"Those dead who have redeemed their sins but are unwilling to be reincarnated can fall into eternal sleep in the river of death."
The dark river immediately flowed backwards, shuttling through the Forgotten River like a river dragon, and finally came to the intersection of Forgotten River and Tiewei Mountain and poured in.
——It disappeared.
It is no longer on the same bank as the Wangchuan River.
From now on, the river of death will belong only to hell.
Gu Qingshan stood there, feeling a dim yellow light gradually wrapping around him in the void around him.
A line of small scarlet characters appeared before his eyes:
"You have become the True God of Huangquan."
"The world of underworld will generate a magical skill of underworld due to your induction."
"Start now!"
