133: The sacrifice of divine blood!

“Look at it from another angle. Anyway, your Divine Power is about to be overdrawn, so why not use it to exchange for your brother's safety? I can even throw in a bonus and help you deal with Loki.”

“You don't have much time left. You have to make a decision before your Divine Power is completely overdrawn!”

Song Zhong crossed his arms over his chest, looking at Yang Jian with a relaxed expression.

“You shameless scoundrel!” Yang Jian cursed.

“Hehehe! Cursing me? Cursing me also counts as time!”

Yang Jian was both helpless and angry. The key was that what Song Zhong said was true. He could exchange one for one with Indra, but what then?

And how to deal with Loki?

How to resolve Lin Qi Ye's safety?

And his mother…

“I can give it to you.” Yang Jian finally wavered. He cared too much about this land. “But what if you don't fulfill your promise?”

The greatest characteristic of the Great Xia Gods was their sentimentality.

They deeply loved this land and its people.

This was an advantage, but it also made them easy to threaten.

“Hehehe!” Song Zhong grabbed Yang Jian's neck. “If I were you, I wouldn't ask such a foolish question!”

“You see, now, killing you is just too easy.”

Lin Qi Ye, in the distance, saw this scene, and a surge of anger rushed to his head.

“Song Zhong!” Lin Qi Ye's voice was heartbreaking. “You promised me!”

After speaking, the limping Lin Qi Ye intended to return to Cangnan City.

The members of the 136 Squad quickly stepped forward and pulled Lin Qi Ye back.

He cried and roared, but unfortunately, the distance was too great, and Lin Qi Ye, with his overdrawn Soul, no longer had any penetrating power in his voice.

Yang Jian's pale face turned red due to difficulty breathing.

He was in great pain, not only physically but more so from the spiritual defeat.

“Are you trying to Curse me for taking advantage of someone's misfortune?” Song Zhong looked at Yang Jian's face. “Hehehe, that's just how I do things.”

“To be or not to be, I leave the choice to you. If your brain isn't in your butt, you should know what to do?”

Song Zhong let go of his hand. He didn't have much patience now.

In his plan, he intended to use this opportunity to capture the Divine Power of Yang Jian, Indra, and Loki in one fell swoop.

There was also a time limit for him to gain the power of the Deities.

He could feel that Nix and Merlin's incomplete Divine Power was constantly being consumed, although the process was very slow.

When these two Divine Power were exhausted, his Realm would also fall back to the ordinary Klein Realm.

It would be difficult to obtain another Divine Power then.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and moreover, Yang Jian's would most likely be “voluntarily” offered by him.

Since he was going all out, he would strive for the result of maximizing his benefits.

Yang Jian gasped for air. He saw a hint of madness deep in Song Zhong's eyes, which worried him greatly.

However, on second thought, his Divine Power was about to shatter. Even if he gave it to him, this Divine Power wouldn't last long.

Moreover, he could confirm that this Song Zhong had not mastered the Law of power.

It was just that the other party didn't know what method he used to utilize Divine Power.

His Divine Power shattering was already a foregone conclusion, so why not give it to him?

“Alright, I'll give it to you. If you dare to break your promise, even if my Soul shatters, I, Yang Jian, will seek an explanation from you!”

After speaking, a strong light burst from Yang Jian's forehead.

A small silver orb of light flew out from his forehead, looking like an eyeball.

“Hehehe!”

Song Zhong's face revealed a smile. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the orb of light.

Yang Jian, having lost his Divine Power, seemed to instantly age dozens of years. His entire aura plummeted instantly. He now looked no different from an ordinary person.

“A Jin!”

Others might not know what that orb of light was, but how could Lin Qi Ye not know?

That was Yang Jian's Divine Power.

Lin Qi Ye had just given Song Zhong two similar things.

“How could this be? Didn't he just promise me to save A Jin?”

Lin Qi Ye sat on the ground weakly, his eyes blank, like a mentally deranged idiot.

“Captain, he promised me…”

“He promised me…”

Chen Muye looked at the distraught Lin Qi Ye. After a moment of hesitation, he chopped Lin Qi Ye on the back of his neck with a hand knife.

Lin Qi Ye fainted.

Chen Muye looked at the unconscious Lin Qi Ye and whispered, “Lin Qi Ye, rest for a bit.”

Above the sky of Cangnan City, Yang Jian's Divine Power had already been absorbed into Song Zhong's System space.

As he expected, this Divine Power also showed no signs of resistance.

As soon as Yang Jian's Divine Power entered Song Zhong's body, the frenzied Indra immediately released Yang Jin's body.

Indra had lost his mind and was acting purely on an instinct of destruction.

And Yang Jin, having lost his Divine Power, no longer had the aura of Erlang Shen.

Yang Jin's body fell from the sky. A gentle breeze caught his body, allowing him to slowly descend to the ground.

The aura of Erlang Shen appeared on Song Zhong's body.

So Indra recognized Song Zhong as Erlang Shen.

“Ahhh! I'm going to kill you!”

The headless python immediately charged towards Song Zhong.

After Song Zhong obtained Yang Jian's Divine Power, the light from the faith tombstone became even more dazzling, illuminating the entire System space.

The three rotating Divine Power emitted immense Divine Power, which was continuously transmitted into Song Zhong's body through the faith tombstone.

“Hehehe, the power of a Deity, it's truly wonderful!”

Song Zhong, who now possessed the power of three Divine Power, grabbed the headless python body.

“It seems your Soul has been contaminated by Great God Brahma of World Destruction. I hope your Divine Power hasn't been affected too much!”

A bone-chilling Yin Wind suddenly appeared around Indra.

With the appearance of this Yin Wind, Indra's python body began to twist in agony.

[Yin Wind]: Can scatter the Soul of all things.

Song Zhong, who temporarily possessed the power of a Deity, could naturally scatter Indra's Soul.

“Ah!”

Indra's Soul let out a painful wail. His Soul was about to shatter, but the black lines of Great God Brahma of World Destruction wanted to lock Indra's Soul.

“Hehehe, still trying to save Indra's Soul? Too bad, Yang Jian consumed too much of your power.”

“Great God Brahma of World Destruction, I now Curse this trace of your power to constantly age!”

As Song Zhong's words fell, the black lines actually began to gradually fade. The black lines, like silk threads, twisted and struggled, but they couldn't stop this aging power.

This was the third ability, [Curse], that Song Zhong obtained from Demon Star Houqing after his sacrifice. As long as the power is strong enough, you can Curse any target.

Great God Brahma of World Destruction's power finally disintegrated, and Indra's Soul finally couldn't withstand the erosion of the [Yin Wind].

Bang!

Indra's body fell apart, and countless Divine Blood fell from the sky, as if a rain of blood had fallen!

Bathed in the rain of blood, Song Zhong's eyes revealed endless majesty.

“Believers of Cangnan, your God has returned!”