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Chapter 442: Chapter 441: The Gathering of the Gods (Part 2)

Qi Qiangwei’s gaze fell upon two men, one dressed in a black suit, a young man with a scar on his face, rare brown eyes, and extremely sleek hair—an icy and handsome youth. This person was the Ninja Ancestor. As for the young man in white, his hair curly and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck, there was nothing particularly remarkable about him. He was none other than the Holy Monk, a terrifying figure within the Diti Myth.

”Although these two are gods, they are the kind who defy fate, hence their unique attire,” Mu Chen said with a smile.

”So that’s it,” Qi Qiangwei sincerely remarked.

”Aside from them, there’s also the Death God, War God, North Continent’s War Wolf—the leader of the pack, and also a god—as well as Yun Country’s Heavenly God, Water God...”

Mu Chen pointed out each one to Qi Qiangwei, a total of more than a dozen deities.

”So many people!” Qi Qiangwei said, her expression changing.

”The world is so vast; there’s much you don’t know. These gods are just a part of it. However, most of those who come here are just to join the fun, not knowing whether they will make a move,” Mu Chen said with a smile.

”King, how do you know all these people?” Qi Qiangwei asked in shock, feeling as though Mu Chen knew everything and could do anything.

”I only know a part of it. If it weren’t for the old man, I would be like everyone else right now—knowing nothing and living the life of an ordinary person. It was the old man who changed me,” said Mu Chen, still smiling.

”King, I believe you will surely become the greatest in the world,” Qi Qiangwei affirmed seriously.

”Silly girl,” Mu Chen said, patting Qi Qiangwei’s head resignedly.

Qi Qiangwei did not say more, quietly leaning against Mu Chen.

”Such a variety of people! To win in this contest, the only way for me is to break through the Mythical Realm,” Mu Chen contemplated as he observed the crowd in secret.

”King, the Ninja Ancestor is coming this way,” Qi Qiangwei suddenly said, her face changing color.

”What does he want?” Mu Chen frowned.

”Are you the Evil God who killed Apollo?” The Ninja Ancestor, speaking Yun Country’s language, addressed Mu Chen.

”Indeed. And Ninja Ancestor, I’ve seen your likeness and heard some stories about you,” Mu Chen replied indifferently.

”You’ve seen me, what about it?” The Ninja Ancestor asked, his expression changing.

”Ninja Ancestor, also known as Qing, in ancient myths you were transformed from a Qing tree. Later, for unknown reasons, you betrayed Yun Country to become a lackey of Ju Country. In the Ninja World, your prestige is sky-high. Am I right?” Mu Chen looked at the Ninja Ancestor, speaking earnestly.

”You know quite a lot. But I’m curious, aside from those antiques, how would you know my identity?” The Ninja Ancestor’s expression changed as he spoke.

”I just happen to know those antiques,” Mu Chen said with a smile.

”Evil God, you’re indeed no ordinary person. However, I came to warn you—don’t overdo things, or you’ll die a gruesome death,” the Ninja Ancestor warned nonchalantly.

”Then let me warn you too, Ninja Ancestor. Your Ninja World will soon be destroyed.”

”You’re as arrogant as ever, good, I shall wait and see,” the Ninja Ancestor said before turning and leaving.

”King, this Ninja Ancestor is no simple character!” Qi Qiangwei remarked, her expression changing.

”Sooner or later, I will kill him, I will devour him,” Mu Chen said coldly, with a laugh.

”I believe in the King.”

”Brother Evil God, did you have a pleasant sleep last night?” At that moment, the Sea God suddenly appeared, draping his arm around Mu Chen’s shoulder.

”Brother Sea God, with so many people here, others might think we’re up to something,” Mu Chen said helplessly.

”Who dares to slander, I’ll crush them,” the Sea God bellowed loudly.

His voice attracted a lot of attention, but as soon as some recognized the Sea God, the place buzzed with discussion. To these people, their coming here was worthwhile, as they got to witness the gathering of so many gods, which was enough to make them wake from their dreams with a smile.

”Sea God, you didn’t really come here to get this so-called millennium snow lotus, did you?”

”What is that trinket to me? I came for the buzz alone. With the energy layer unbroken, many are gathering here out of boredom, and this rare gathering of gods is too lively to miss,” he said.

”Well, I have no words for that reason of yours.”

”However, Evil God, with so many gods appearing this time, you’d better be careful. The millennium snow lotus won’t be so easy to obtain.”

”If you’re here just to spout cool remarks, you may as well leave,” Mu Chen said helplessly.

”Evil God, I’m just here to remind you. Now I’ll go to find Di Luo.”

”Di Luo, what’s he doing here?” Mu Chen furrowed his brows.

Di Luo, while not a god, was nonetheless a superb master of Mo Country. It was rumored that his cultivation could shake the heavens, even gods would find him a formidable opponent.

”It’s because of this energy layer. With the world occasionally revealing ancient sites, some of those antiques are bound to show up,” the Sea God said earnestly.

”Okay! Got it,” Mu Chen replied lightly.

”One last reminder, although you all are fearsome, be careful with the drugs; take care,” the Sea God said before immediately disappearing.

”Medicine, is it the Destruction God Organization?” Mu Chen’s murderous intent intensified, his hatred for this medicine rising.

At that moment, Qilin placed a call.

”Have you arrived?” Mu Chen asked as he picked up.

”Boss, we’re making our way in now. Should we meet up or what?”

”Act in the shadows, don’t meet me.”

”Understood, boss,” Qilin replied before hanging up.

”You all stay here, I saw a friend and will go have a chat.”

”King, I want to go with you.”

”Behave, I’ll be back shortly,” Mu Chen said, pinching Qi Qiangwei’s nose before leaving his seat posthaste.

In no time at all, Mu Chen appeared in a corner of the space, which, due to its vast size, hardly felt like a corner at all.

There, a figure in a black robe materialized, their face completely obscured, their presence exuding an eerie aura, creating an impression of great mystery.

”Netherworld King, long time no see,” Mu Chen greeted the black-robed figure with a faint smile.

The Netherworld King, Hades, one of the gods with unfathomable strength, wielder of Netherworld Power, was someone Mu Chen viewed with some wariness, though they also shared a cooperative relationship.

”Evil God, I’ve done what you asked of me; have you fulfilled your promise?”

”Netherworld King, what you’re looking for isn’t easy to find. I can only say I’m also working on it and searching,” Mu Chen responded.

”Evil God, I hope you’re not lying to me, or I’ll kill you,” the Netherworld King threatened.

”Netherworld King, we’ve collaborated more than once; do you still not trust me?”

”Since when have I stopped trusting anyone? You are no exception,” the Netherworld King declared.