We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 590: Gods Make the Rules, Gods Judge, Gods Decide

“It’s you!”

The instant Shou saw Xiao Mo, her pupils constricted. She immediately turned the arrowhead and shot at him.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of arrows poured down on Xiao Mo like pear blossoms in a storm.

Golden arrows pierced Xiao Mo until he bristled like a hedgehog.

But Shou felt no satisfaction from having succeeded.

The “Xiao Mo” pierced full of arrows turned into scattered green leaves and dispersed.

In the next instant, Xiao Mo appeared on the other side of “Tushan Meng.”

Xiao Mo steadied his mind and looked toward Tushan Meng.

He did not know what exactly had happened to her.

But he felt that the Tushan Meng before him seemed to have become a completely different person, and that she was filled with hatred toward him.

“Fall.”

Xiao Mo pressed his fingers together and pointed toward Shou.

In an instant, the firmament split open, and a heavenly river descended toward “Tushan Meng” like a waterfall.

“Great Dream of Yellow Millet... Heh... What a fine Great Dream of Yellow Millet!”

How could Shou possibly fail to recognize the spell art Xiao Mo had used?

Because this was an art of the gods!

Shou drew her bow again. Hundreds upon thousands of arrows condensed behind her, then shot toward the heavenly river all at once.

That heavenly river was shattered by Shou into countless sprays of water.

A fine, pattering rain fell from the sky.

And just as Shou was about to strike again, Gui Ning, Daoist Yunxi, Kongsheng, and Cun Caiguang, four Ascension Realm cultivators, had already surrounded her.

Kongsheng was the last person who wanted to join forces with humans.

But given the present situation, he knew who the true enemy was. If they did not deal with these beings first, he might truly have no way to leave alive.

“May I ask whether Senior comes from the ancient era?” Gui Ning cupped his hands in salute and asked.

“Yes,” Shou answered coldly.

“According to legend, in the ancient era, all races fought a great war against the gods. The Lord of Gods was killed, and of the remaining gods, some died while others were sealed. All laws belonging to the gods were stripped away and returned to heaven and earth.”

Gui Ning continued,

“And in an ancient ruin, I once came across an old text. It recorded that there had once been a god who governed the laws of hunting in this world. The golden longbow in her hand carried karma. Once she loosed an arrow, it could not possibly miss, even if the target fled to the ends of the earth.”

“And that god’s name was very simple. A single word: Shou.”

“Heh. I never expected that after all these millions of years, there would still be people who remembered matters concerning us gods.”

Shou’s gaze swept over Gui Ning and the others.

“You people have decent talent. If not for the thin spiritual power of this present age, it would not have been impossible for you to step into those two supreme realms.”

“Submit to me. Obey me! Once I reshape my divine body and take back the laws that belong to me, I will let you step into those two supreme realms!”

Faced with a god’s offer, Gui Ning merely shook his head and asked again, “If Senior reshapes your body and the gods return to the world, what will become of all races? Will we become slaves to the gods once more?”

“Gods make the rules. Gods judge the world. Gods decide all things.”

Shou spoke calmly.

“What is wrong with being slaves to gods? Everything about you will be judged and allotted by the gods. By comparison, with all races slaughtering one another as they do now, how much better are you than you were millions of years ago?”

“Even so, at least it is better than having the life and death of all races decided by a single word from the gods.”

Gui Ning still shook his head.

“According to legend, in the ancient era, the gods deliberately provoked wars between dynasties and sects, then placed wagers against one another and took pleasure in it.”

“Divine beasts such as true dragons and phoenixes were all reduced to mounts, without the slightest dignity.”

“All races were slaughtered and tormented at the gods’ whim, without the need for even the smallest propriety or law.”

“Even if all races now wage war against one another, it is still better than being playthings of the gods. And I believe that all races will eventually lay down every hatred, seek common ground while preserving differences, and live together in peace.”

“Then try.”

There was no compassion in Shou’s tone, no regret—only an indescribable calm.

“While I am still unfamiliar with this body, while I am not yet used to this world of thin spiritual power, and before I have taken back my laws, try to kill me. Otherwise, you will never have another chance.”

The moment she finished speaking, Shou drew her bow again.

Gui Ning and the others also brought out their deadliest moves.

Although Daoist Yunxi and the others were deeply shocked, never having expected the legendary gods to truly exist, much less appear before them,

they understood even more clearly that they had no path of retreat left.

If these gods were allowed to leave Tushan, there might be no path of retreat left for the entire world.

In an instant, an Eight Trigrams grand formation appeared beneath Shou’s feet.

“This formation is not bad.”

Shou lowered her head, looked at it, and praised it.

This grand formation seemed ordinary, but in truth, it had returned to simplicity and truth. It contained the Great Dao of heaven and earth, and countless formation inscriptions had been fused into every stroke of the formation drawing.

Moreover, she had not noticed it from beginning to end. This showed that while fighting, the woman had been drawing the formation in the air at the same time, and had even incorporated hidden formation patterns into it.

That was extremely difficult.

“Thank you for the praise, Senior!”

Daoist Yunxi pierced the center of her own brow with her fingertip.

A drop of essence blood fell onto the formation.

The formation bloomed with dazzling red light.

In less than half a breath, the formation seemed to come alive. A Kunpeng formed from yin-yang jade hooks soared upward and charged toward Shou.

At the same time, Gui Ning once again condensed the power of the Eight Wastes. Above Shou, it formed a mirage.

That mirage bore the shape of the entire demon-race world.

Under Gui Ning’s will, the mirage smashed down violently toward Shou.

On the other side, Kongsheng raised his head and gave a long cry. The Soaring Serpent terror-sound, which governed “terror,” seeped into Shou’s mind, attempting to restrain her soul.

Cun Caiguang waved the brush in his hand and wrote the character bound to his life: “inch.”

The character “inch” was written in the air, then dispersed in the air and fell as a rain of ink, splattering across Shou’s body.

Shou wanted to move, but she was trapped within a square inch by the laws carried in that character, unable to move even half a step.

Although none of them had ever killed a god, and although “god-slaying” was something they had heard of only in legend,

the other party had only just descended into the world. Her realm was also only the Ascension Realm. Killing her was not impossible.

But just when everyone thought they had succeeded,

flowers of every color bloomed within the night.

A lotus grew from beneath Shou’s feet, then finally blossomed, spreading over Shou’s head like an umbrella.

BOOM!

With a tremendous sound in the air, violent ripples of spiritual power surged wildly outward.

Countless flowers shattered in the sky, and petal after petal drifted down.

The children of the Tushan fox clan instinctively reached out, wanting to catch those petals. But when the petals landed in their palms, they vanished without a trace.

Not far away, Xiao Mo erased a Jade Pith Realm fox-clan elder, then hurriedly looked in Shou’s direction.

He saw Jingci with both hands gently folded before her as she stepped through the air, one step after another. Lotuses bloomed beneath her feet with every step, and her presence carried an indescribable gentleness and holiness.

At last, Tushan Jingci stood together with Shou.

Golden flowing light likewise spilled from those beautiful fox eyes of hers.