Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 290: Life-Transforming Pearl

After explaining to Zuo Qing, Ye Fan said no more, turned around and walked towards the steps in front of the hall.

With firm and powerful steps, he climbed the stairs one by one, then stepped over the high threshold and walked into the solemn and dignified Buddhist temple without hesitation.

Seeing this, Haoran and Nix looked at each other and followed silently. Their footsteps echoed in the empty hall, and seemed particularly clear.

boom! ! !

Just after all three of them entered the Buddhist temple, the two extremely heavy doors closed tightly, isolating everything from the outside world, and the entire Buddhist temple suddenly fell into silence.

Ye Fan stared at the inky black coffin in front of him, his eyes fell on the top of the coffin. There was a string of dull and ancient Buddhist beads, as if they had gone through the vicissitudes of time.

The surface of the Buddhist beads is covered with fine cracks, crisscrossing like a spider web, vaguely fitting the trajectory of some mysterious avenue, revealing an indescribable sense of mystery.

——【Life-changing Pearl】

When Haoran caught a glimpse of the bead, a strange feeling surged in his heart, and he keenly sensed the breath of fate contained in it.

There is no doubt that this is a bead left behind by fate.

"Just put Zhou Ping's heart in here." Ye Fan turned to Nix and said, then looked at Haoran and added: "Put Zhou Ping's [Time and Space] Sword in there as well."

Nyx nodded slightly, held up Zhou Ping's heart with both hands, and gently placed it in the coffin.

At the same time, Haoran picked up the sword of [Time and Space] and gently placed it in it.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Six paths of mysterious yellow energy gathered from the void and gradually condensed into six figures emitting a faint golden glow, standing steadily in the Buddhist temple.

They were actually the members of the Heroic Team, Huo Qubing and others, who had just returned from the City of the Sun in Egypt.

Daxia won a great victory in this war of gods. Not only did it kill four gods, but it also cut Sun City's national fortune by 30%.

Seeing these six figures, Ye Fan was startled at first, and then he spoke respectfully: "Junior Ye Fan, meet the Champion Marquis, Lord Gongyang, Commander Nie, Commander Li, Commander Tang, Wang Si... Sister Wang."

Seeing Wang Qing's eyebrows slightly raised, Ye Fan was suddenly startled and quickly changed his words to "sister".

Hearing Ye Fan addressing her so respectfully, Wang Qing's face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent shapes as she smiled.

She turned her head triumphantly, looked around, and looked at the other heroes. "How is it? This junior I chose is not bad, right?"

"Dear seniors, Ye Fan called you all here this time because he has something to ask of you..."

Ye Fan quickly expressed his inner thoughts to Huo Qubing and others.

Although Huo Qubing and the others did not quite agree with his decision, seeing that Ye Fan had made up his mind, they could not say anything more...

At this moment, Huo Qubing's gaze suddenly stopped at Haoran. His deep and sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. He seemed to have detected some clues. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he bowed slightly, "This Marquis greets the Lord of Mount Tai!"

Before he finished speaking, the others looked at each other and bowed to Haoran, "Greetings, Lord Taishan!"

Facing the greetings from everyone, Haoran remained unusually calm and just nodded slightly.

Then, Haoran slowly stretched out his right hand and lightly pointed in a certain direction in the distance.

In an instant, the late-night bookstore far away in Shangjing City suddenly turned into a scepter. In the blink of an eye, it streaked across the sky like a meteor, flew over at an astonishing speed, and landed steadily beside Haoran.

——The staff of the Lord of Mount Tai!

Haoran stretched out his right hand and grabbed the scepter, while in his left hand there was a shining Buddhist bead.

It was the Buddhist beads that Master Jinchan gave to Haoran. At this moment, the beads were emitting a strong light. Haoran knew it very well. This was Master Jinchan telling him that it was time to repay favors.

Haoran will naturally repay this favor.

After all, the reason he wanted Master Jinchan to help Li Mingxuan was actually for the country's destiny. It was actually very simple to help Li Mingxuan get rid of Shiva's grudge. All he needed was the power of the Book of Life and Death.

But if the Great Master Jinchan were to help Li Mingxuan escape, then the Great Master Jinchan would definitely use the power of national destiny to help Li Mingxuan.

This is also the path to becoming a god that Haoran left for Li Mingxuan.

And the great wizard Jin Chan had long realized that Ye Fan would definitely sacrifice himself in order to help Zhou Ping escape death.

But Master Jinchan did not want such an outstanding disciple of his to die like this, and was afraid that he would not be in Jiuhua Mountain at that time, so he deliberately left this Buddhist bead to Haoran.

I just hope that when Ye Fan is in danger of death, Haoran can save his life.

"Let's get started, but I still have to remind you one last time. Even though Nyx and I have taken action, and your master has left you a backup plan, you still might lose your soul. Even if you survive, your soul will be severely damaged, and you might even fall into a coma and become a vegetable..."

Haoran's eyes fell on Ye Fan and he spoke solemnly.

"I have made up my mind. Please... lend me a hand." Ye Fan bowed deeply to Haoran and Nix with a determined look on his face, then tightly grasped the string of Buddhist beads in his hand and crushed it with sudden force.

In an instant, the Buddhist beads flew everywhere, and the sharp fragments pierced his skin like sharp blades, leaving shocking wounds.

However, what was surprising was that beneath these hideous bloodstains, a raging fire was burning.

The dazzling golden flames jumped and danced in the Buddhist temple, as if they were given life, and quickly swept over Ye Fan's whole body.

In this sea of ​​​​burning fire, the originally dark red cloak instantly turned into countless golden embers, drifting away with the wind until it completely disappeared into the air...

At this moment, Ye Fan, whose body was wrapped in golden flames, had sharp flashes in his eyes, as if he could penetrate everything in the world.

Although his body was not harmed at all, his soul was being depleted at an unprecedented rate.

Haoran and Nix watched everything happening in front of them silently. They knew that now was not the time to help.

Not long after, Ye Fan's eyes gradually revealed a trace of fatigue. He slowly bent down, sat cross-legged in front of the black coffin, and gently closed his eyes.

He slowly raised his palms, carefully pinched the broken Buddhist beads, then clasped his hands tightly together and sat steadily in the raging fire.

The golden flames became more and more fierce, rising continuously and soaring into the sky.