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Chapter 34 Wang Yuyan Descends upon the Qin Kingdom_1
CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 34 WANG YUYAN DESCENDS UPON THE QIN KINGDOM_1
"My God is mighty!"
Ying Zheng stood before the sacrificial altar, watching with his own eyes as, one after another, the livestock flew into the sky and transformed into Divine Beasts.
This was far more shocking than watching the videos of others performing sacrifices in the chat group.
The God of Hongmeng was truly too powerful!
His gaze turned toward Jing Ni.
Among this offering of sacrifices, she was the most precious.
Jing Ni’s body slowly levitated, the great Paths of Slaughter and Sword swirling around her, making her resemble an unparalleled god of death.
She held the Shoking Giant Salamander Sword in her hand. Even though it remained sheathed, a faintly emanating, overwhelming killing intent, as if from the slaughter of countless beings, struck terror into hearts, daring no one to look directly.
Not only has Jing Ni transformed, he knew, the Shoking Giant Salamander Sword has transformed as well. It has likely evolved into an unparalleled weapon of slaughter.
Sword drawn, blood is spilled. Souls ascend to the Nine Heavens.
"Impossible!"
"How can this be!"
"It’s fake! This is all fake!"
"This is an illusion!"
Lu Buwei’s composed expression had long vanished, replaced by endless panic and a contorted visage.
He knew that once Ying Zheng received the Divine Spirit’s favor, he would be finished.
He wanted to stop it.
But looking at those mountain-sized Divine Beasts, and at Jing Ni, surrounded by all those Divine Beasts, wielding the Shoking Giant Salamander Sword like a ruthless assassin, his heart filled with bitterness.
With what could he stop it? With his head?
"The power of a Divine Spirit is truly unimaginable."
Ge Nie and Zhao Gao were the only ones present, aside from Ying Zheng, who knew of the divine.
Through reciting the "Meditation Method," their cultivation levels had improved rapidly.
But what they witnessed today still surpassed their wildest imaginations.
It turns out, Ge Nie thought, the divine grace I prayed for is likely not even a drop in the ocean compared to the true power of the Divine Spirit.
"There really are gods!"
"Is this a Divine Spirit? So powerful!"
"Without even appearing, it transformed these ordinary animals into Divine Beasts, and then there’s Jing Ni..."
Donghuang Taiyi was agitated, his eyes blazing.
Although the previous Jing Ni was the number one assassin of the Skynet, she was nothing before me; I could have killed her with a single palm strike. But now...
He looked at the great Paths of Slaughter and Sword revolving around Jing Ni, and his eyes stung; his very soul felt as if it were about to be obliterated.
He seemed to perceive the true essence of Slaughter and the Path of sword.
He saw...
The Path!
Forget fighting, he thought, I can’t even withstand a single glance from her. She’s too strong. Too terrifying!
With his cultivation level, he knew with absolute certainty that this was no illusion.
This was the power of a Divine Spirit!
The representatives of the Six Kingdoms, the Hundreds of Schools...
Though none of them wished to believe it, the terrifying majesty emanating from their very souls was undeniable.
It was a power that made their bodies, their souls, tremble in utter fear.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a clap of thunder exploded, and everyone instinctively looked up.
Their pupils constricted.
A chill ran down their spines.
The sky had cracked open.
The firmament was torn asunder by a bolt of lightning, revealing a boundless, endless void, like the gaping maw of an abyss.
Fear spread from the depths of their hearts. Their legs trembled, and their spines grew cold.
THUMP!
Suddenly, a sound like a great bell or a grand chime reverberated, like the heavenly music of the Great Path.
Upon hearing this sound, everyone felt all fear and unease vanish.
Immense satisfaction filled their hearts, and blissful expressions graced their faces.
Streams of divine light emanated from the dark abyssal rift, dispelling the darkness, illuminating the starry sky, and warming people’s hearts.
Everyone instinctively raised their heads, only to see endless divine light spreading, transforming into a Golden Light Path.
Following this, the golden light surged, and it seemed as if wondrous Dao sounds echoed between Heaven and Earth.
It was as if Heaven and Earth were rejoicing.
As if the starry sky itself was welcoming.
Under the astounded gazes of all present, a speck of pure, holy light appeared.
Then, the holy light spread, dyeing the entire firmament a pristine white, as if cleansing all the filth in the world.
A beautiful figure in white strode along the Golden Light Path.
She was enveloped in holy light, her long hair and robes billowing gracefully. Her stunningly beautiful face was capable of toppling cities and nations.
No one could describe her beauty.
No one could describe her aura.
She seemed the very embodiment of perfection.
Fairylike in appearance, peerless in grace. Unrivaled in her splendor.
She was beauty itself.
Everyone was shaken by her presence.
Everyone was captivated by her.
Everyone was utterly bewitched.
Yet, no one dared to harbor even a hint of a profane thought.
No one dared to entertain a single licentious desire.
"A miracle!"
"This is a true miracle!"
"The Divine Spirit has manifested!"
Everyone was stirred with a mix of emotions: excitement, anxiety, panic, unease, and thrill.
Livestock transfigured into Divine Beasts. The sky split open. A Goddess descended to the mortal world.
Who dared say this wasn’t a miracle?
Who dared claim it was an illusion?
Lu Buwei collapsed to his knees, gazing up at the heavens, feeling his own insignificance. A chill settled deep in his heart.
I’m finished.
The surrounding civil and military officials, commoners, and soldiers all knelt, kowtowing repeatedly.
Zhao Gao, along with the Skynet experts, also knelt.
Especially Zhao Gao.
He had been responsible for constructing the altar and preparing the sacrifices.
He knew Ying Zheng intended to worship a Divine Spirit.
He had also recited the "Meditation Method" and knew that the God of Hongmeng was the Supreme True God.
But he had never imagined that Ying Zheng’s sacrifice could actually bring about a Divine Manifestation of the God of Hongmeng.
Witnessing this Divine Manifestation firsthand was far more shocking than anything he had envisioned while reciting the "Meditation Method."
He himself was a master of the Martial Path.
But before the Divine Spirit, his martial arts were like a firefly before the bright moon.
Utterly insignificant!
"Is this the Divine Spirit Ying Zheng spoke of? And a Goddess at that!"
Donghuang Taiyi, Empress Yan, Moon Goddess, and the others also knelt.
Under the overwhelming might and majesty of the Divine Spirit, their own power and status were no different from those of mortals.
"This is..."
Confusion flickered in Ying Zheng’s eyes. Although he had never seen the true face of the God of Hongmeng, he knew this definitely wasn’t Him.
Moreover, this Goddess looked somewhat familiar.
It’s as if I’ve seen her somewhere before.
「Chat Group 10,000.」
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "This is Cousin Yuyan! My God has allowed her to descend into King Qin’s world!"
Murong Fu was greatly excited, a hint of pride in his tone.
Soul Hall Saint Girl: "Indeed it is! It’s just that her divine presence is so overwhelming right now, it’s no wonder King Qin didn’t recognize her at first. He probably wouldn’t have expected it either!"
Dominator of the Underworld Association: "Such is the might of my God! Not only can He manifest across all heavens, but even His Divine Envoys can manifest in the Myriad of Realms! *Bows in worship*."
Tushan’s Second Master: "My God is mighty! *Bows in worship*."
Tushan Rongrong, watching the scene unfold through the live broadcast, felt the last of her doubts vanish.
Through sacrifices, they could all see the chosen women—be they Daughters of Destiny or women of great fortune—receive boundless blessings from Nature, their cultivation levels skyrocketing as they ascended to God Country. But what happened after that? Who truly knew? Could it be that after Ascending God Country, they were eliminated? Or perhaps they suffered greatly in God’s kingdom... Now, seeing Wang Yuyan descend to the Qin Kingdom, seemingly doing very well and even able to act as an emissary for the God of Hongmeng across the realms...
Now she could, with a clear conscience, dupe—no, that’s not right—persuade them to offer sacrifices to the God of Hongmeng. Her sister could also rest assured.
In fact, this was also why Hongmeng had allowed Wang Yuyan to manifest here.
「At this moment.」
Wang Yuyan was unaware of, and unconcerned with, their thoughts.
She stood in the air above the altar. Her slender, exquisitely beautiful body knelt in the void, hands raised high. Her red lips parted as she respectfully proclaimed, "I humbly request the Divine Mandate of my God!"
Her voice, grand and resonant, echoed between Heaven and Earth, striking deeply into the souls of all present.
Except for Ying Zheng, no one had expected that this celestial beauty, this Nine Heavens Goddess whom they had mistaken for a god, was merely a servant.
Ying Zheng had already recognized Wang Yuyan as the one Murong Fu had sacrificed.
He wasn’t surprised in the slightest.
The Wang Yuyan whom Murong Fu sacrificed was an ordinary mortal; her deification was entirely due to the God of Hongmeng’s enlightenment. And such servants must be countless in the God of Hongmeng’s kingdom. If every world offered one to the Upper God... across the Myriad of Realms, countless worlds... that would be an infinite number. Someone like Wang Yuyan might not even be considered significant.
Thinking this, Ying Zheng suddenly felt a pang of unease.
The God of Hongmeng has not personally manifested. It seems the sacrifices I prepared weren’t good enough.
"Granted!"
At that moment, a majestic Dao sound descended from above the Nine Heavens, traversing time and space, echoing through eternity.
The stars flickered.
The firmament trembled.
Everyone saw that at the end of the Golden Light Path, there seemed to be an indescribably magnificent and vast existence casting its gaze upon them.
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