Slaying Yamata no Orochi, Gazing Across the Land

"No need. I'll handle this thing myself."

Ye Zhuo did not even turn his head. With a flick of his finger, he wiped Yamata no Orochi out completely.

The demonic aura turned to dust the moment it appeared.

He also seized its power of worship while he was at it. To his surprise, it even had a divine position.

"What the hell? People see any old monster and start worshipping it. Damn it. Good thing I cut it off at the source."

Ye Zhuo glanced at Mount Tai Lord. My future is their past.

What did I do to earn such respect from the gods and Buddhas?

"Huh?"

Mount Tai Lord saw Ye Zhuo erase Yamata no Orochi with a casual gesture and seize even its divine position. He immediately cupped his hands and said with respect:

"As expected of the Demon God. We had planned to fight it for two hours, then find a way to sever its worship. Ideally, we would have left a remnant to imprison. I never imagined you could settle it like this."

Two hours?

Ye Zhuo figured that was the trouble with becoming a god through worship.

If they killed Yamata no Orochi, it would simply revive. They had to leave it alive but unable to fight back.

Then they could imprison it and cut off its worship.

Unlike in the previous worlds, where they could just erase it outright.

Above the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, becoming a Great Firmament Golden Immortal in the Primordial World came with a benefit: as long as someone thought of him or pictured him in their mind, he could be reborn without limit. It was a divine power beyond imagination.

This method of worship seemed similar, but the two were fundamentally different.

After all,

A Great