Chapter 50: Gods are also human beings
"Kill--"

More and more people shouted and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

They want to avenge their dead relatives.

"kill him!"

"He is the devil!"

"..."

People held pickaxes, shovels, and spears, and shouted loudly, demanding Lin Xuan's life.

What’s funny is that these tools were all taught to them by Lin Xuan.

Now it is used to kill Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's face was covered in blood at this moment.

The eyes that were once clear and bright have now lost their luster.

It was an extreme indifference and disappointment.

"Everyone...must die."

Lin Xuan murmured in a low voice.

His daughter died and his wife was humiliated and forced to reincarnate.

Lin Xuan's inner pain, self-blame, and regret made his heart ache and caused his mental state to collapse drastically, almost to the point of madness.

Yes, he is already a mythical celestial being.

But who can say that gods have no emotions?
Don’t gods have seven emotions and six desires?
Gods are also human beings.

"puff."

"puff--"

"what--"

One after another, human beings fell in a pool of blood, dying miserably.

Every time Lin Xuan took a step, groups of people fell down.

Behind him, the corpses were arranged in a long dragon.

Of course Lin Xuan can kill everyone here instantly.

But he didn't do that.

Now, there is only madness and killing in his eyes.

He wants to——kill them one by one!!!

To avenge the daughter who died tragically, to avenge the wife who has turned into reincarnation!
Soon, people's faces gradually changed.

The original shouts and cries turned into fear, terror, and finally into horror and trembling.

Too many people died!

"Everybody run! He is the devil!"

"He's a devil!"

People were scared, horrified, and terrified. They screamed and ran away.

Lin Xuan's body was covered in blood, and his eyes were empty and lifeless.

That is the ultimate indifference.

Like an emotionless machine.

He walked towards Shouyang Mountain step by step.

Lin Xuan has already decided that anyone who contributed to the death of his daughter and wife must die.

Let them endure the pain a hundred times, a thousand times.

My daughter was so young, but she was brutally killed and her soul was extracted and refined.

Donghuang Taiyi!

The murderous intent in Lin Xuan's eyes was as solid as substance.

He did not go to the underworld because he did not have the face to see Hou Tu.

Therefore, he first had to capture all the people who killed his daughter, bring them all to the underworld, and make them kneel in front of his wife to repent.

Return the pain that my daughter and wife have endured a thousandfold.

Only in this way can he obtain his wife's forgiveness.

……

Shouyang Mountain.

Here, it is located near the coast of the East China Sea.

It is the dojo of Saint Taiqing.

At this moment, Saint Taiqing had just returned from the Queen Wa Palace and was in a very good mood.

It is no exaggeration to say that Taiqing is the biggest winner in this human disaster.

Nuwa was defeated miserably.

Today, the Human Religion is at its peak of prosperity and is on par with the Goddess Nuwa.

"It would be best if we could get even 10% of the luck of that human saint."

Sitting in the Bajing Palace, Taiqing stroked his chin and thought to himself, "What a pity, I don't know where that human saint monarch has gone..."

In his opinion, as long as he killed the Saint King of the human race, that 10% of the human race's luck would fall into his hands.

However, the human saint king disappeared for no reason hundreds of years ago.

Taiqing had been blocking the door with Nuwa, so he didn't make any calculations.

Of course, even if he calculated it, he probably couldn't figure it out during the calamity, especially at the critical moment of the calamity. "Master! Something terrible is happening!"

At this moment, Xuandu ran into the Bajing Palace in a panic.

Tai Qing frowned and scolded, "Xuandu, why are you so flustered? You are my disciple, how can you be so flustered?"

"thump."

Xuan Du knelt down directly, sweating profusely:
"Master! That, that human Saint King is back! He has killed many humans! Judging from his appearance, he must be back for revenge!"

Ok?
The Holy Lord of the Human Race?

came back?
A deep smile appeared on the face of Saint Taiqing.

Xuan Du was puzzled: "Master, what are you laughing at?"

Taiqing's smile deepened.

Can you stop laughing?

He had just been thinking about how to get the human race's luck from the human race's Saint King!

But I never thought that the Saint King of the Human Race would come to the door on his own?
"Come on, follow me to meet the Human Saint!"

Saint Taiqing flicked his sleeves and strode out of the Bajing Palace.

In fact, he had long wanted to teach that human saint a lesson.

I just suffer from the fact that I have no opportunity and no time.

Now that the human race’s affairs have been accomplished, it is time to get that human saint king out of the human race completely.

"We are here to meet the Saint!"

"We are here to meet the Saint!"

"..."

The saint's personal visit naturally flattered Youxiong Dapan and the monks of Taiqing Sect, who were waiting respectfully at the door, and they hurriedly bowed and called out.

Taiqing exuded a faint aura of a saint, his face calm and composed.

Then he looked towards the mountainside.

There, there was a figure covered in blood, walking towards the top of Shouyang Mountain step by step.

Every step he took left deep footprints on the mountain road.

It is the Holy King of the human race.

A meaningful smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of Saint Taiqing's mouth.

"Human Saint, you... are you finally here?"

At this moment, Taiqing seemed to see not the human race's Saint King, but the one percent of human race's luck.

If Taiqing could obtain 10% of the luck of the human saint, his fortune among the human race would completely surpass that of Nuwa.

By then, the human religion will be dominant, and he can even take this opportunity to depose the position of Mother Nuwa and become the ancestor of the human race!

By then, his cultivation, magic power and strength will far surpass those of other saints, and even be close to Hongjun.

As Lin Xuan's figure got closer, Taiqing's smile became more and more intense.

His eyes became brighter.

At the foot of the mountain, dense crowds of figures appeared.

People from the human tribe also climbed up the mountain.

They followed Lin Xuan from a distance and did not dare to come close.

"How dare this murderous demon come to Shouyang Mountain? This is the Taoist temple of Saint Taiqing. He is dead!"

"Let's follow them, but don't get too close."

"Haha! He killed so many people, Saint Taiqing will not let him go."

……

Lin Xuan's expression was still extremely cold at this moment.

His eyes were like the eyes of a cold-blooded beast, emitting a faint light.

Soon, he reached the top of the mountain, getting closer and closer to Taiqing and the others.

"Asshole! How dare you trespass into the Saint's dojo!"

"Kneel down quickly!"

The monks of Taiqing Sect stared at Lin Xuan vigilantly and shouted at him.

Lin Xuan turned a deaf ear and walked step by step to the front of Saint Taiqing.

The vast pressure from the saint suddenly overflowed.

Countless creatures around were frightened by the pressure from the saint. They all trembled and crawled on the ground.

"Huh? You weren't shocked?"

Taiqing was slightly surprised to see Lin Xuan still standing.

Then he began to look at Lin Xuan.

Looks very ordinary.

Moreover, the aura on him...seems to be that of a celestial being?

what happened?

Tai Qingbai frowned slightly.

According to his previous speculation, the strength of this human saint king should at least be at the quasi-saint level.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to impose a thousand-year ban on the human tribe.

(End of this chapter)