THUMP.
The Sweeping Monk knelt on the ground, his clothes soaked without him noticing, trembling all over as if he were an ant facing a mighty dragon.
If even the Sweeping Monk, a paragon of the Sky Dragon World, was in such a state, one could only imagine the state of others.
Every living creature in the entire world knelt down.
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「At Manduo Mountain Village.」
Murong Fu, Li Qingluo, along with everyone else, lay prostrated on the ground and respectfully said, "We welcome the arrival of the God of Hongmeng."
As their voices rang out, the oppressive force that enveloped them seemed to vanish.
An unprecedented sensation welled up in their hearts.
Warmth spread through their bodies as if basking in the warm sun of winter or returning to a mother's embrace.
It was an indescribable comfort and pleasure.
An indescribable ease and joy.
An indescribable freedom and contentment.
Their reverence grew even deeper in their hearts.
The God of Hongmeng was truly magnificent.
The God of Hongmeng was truly powerful.
His divine might was prisonlike.
His divine grace was as vast as the ocean.
"Murong Fu."
The grand voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth, like thunder exploding.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Murong Fu hastily said, "Great God of Hongmeng, your devout follower offers the sincerest respect to You. May Your Divine Power be eternal, and Your Divine Fire never extinguish."
"This is a wasteland without faith. Are you willing to spread My teachings, My divine name, in this desolate world?"
Murong Fu shivered all over, his heart racing, and without any hesitation, he said, "I am willing! I am willing to spread Your divine teachings in this barren world!"
"I am willing to spread Your divine name in this barren world, to let Your divine radiance shine upon the land, eternally imperishable."
Who wouldn't want to be the messenger of a god in the human world? Anyone who didn't would be an idiot.
"When you spread My glory throughout the world, you will achieve Perfection in virtue, and, called by the Holy Spirit, you will ascend to My God's kingdom, forever be with Me, coexist with Me, and enjoy eternity."
"Praise You, magnificent God of Hongmeng! Your humble follower will definitely spread Your glory throughout the world. Even if I have to grind my bones to dust, I would not shrink from death."
Murong Fu's voice was filled with emotion as he loudly responded.
"Very well."
The grandiose voice was devoid of happiness, anger, sorrow, or joy, without a hint of emotion, but Murong Fu knew that the other party must be satisfied.
"Murong Fu, for his meritorious sacrifice in preaching, is rewarded with a thousand years of internal power and bestowed the Swordsmanship Godsend—Sky Slaying Sword Technique."
"Li Qingluo, for her meritorious sacrifice, is rewarded with a hundred years of internal power and eternal youth."
The grand voice sounded like thunder, as Hongmeng poured 100,000 Power of Faith and the Sky Slaying Sword Technique through the faith channel into the Sky Dragon World.
A large swathe of divine radiance entered Murong Fu's body, a smaller portion fell upon Li Qingluo, with the rest dispersing into nearly 1,000 faithful followers, including Bao Butong.
Meanwhile in the sky, Wang Yuyan, Ah Zhu, along with Divine Beasts and the other Sacrifices, vanished along with the miraculous vision, leaving the heavens clear and washed clean, as if nothing had happened.
It was as if everything that just happened was an illusion.
BOOM.
A powerful aura suddenly surged from within Murong Fu, his presence rapidly climbing.
Late Stage of Great Grandmaster.
Peak of Great Grandmaster.
Supreme Grandmaster.
Land of Immortal.
A vast power surged within Murong Fu like a mighty river.
Compared to this force, the internal power he had cultivated diligently for thirty years was like a single drop in the ocean, negligible.
At the same time.
A profound and infinite Swordsmanship Godsend emerged in his mind.
Sky Slaying Sword Technique.
The higher the Cultivation Level, the greater its power.
With one sword strike, it can annihilate the stars, annihilate the Heavenly Dao, with unfathomable divine might.
What is invincibility? This is it!
Simultaneously.
A mysterious and profound Divine Spirit Mark faintly appeared between his eyebrows, signifying his identity as a messenger of the Divine Spirit.
"Praise You, great God of Hongmeng."
Murong Fu looked up to the heavens and let out a long howl, ecstatic beyond belief, feeling a terrifying power he had never experienced before.
How could one not be excited, how could one not be thrilled?
"Congratulations, young master."
Bao Butong and the others also experienced significant improvements in their Cultivation Levels. Although they were far from Murong Fu's level, they were still extremely excited.
"Starting today, I will establish the Hongmeng Divine Sect. I shall be the Sect Hierarch, and the four of you will be the protecting Elders," Murong Fu suppressed the excitement in his heart and declared confidently.
"Yes, young master—no, Sect Hierarch!"
The four including Bao Butong responded joyfully.
"Prepare yourselves. In an hour, we will head north to the Imperial City. The first step is to have the Emperor of the Northern Song proclaim the Hongmeng Divine Sect as the National Religion!"
Murong Fu ordered. With Thousand Years Power and the Sky Slaying Sword Technique at his command, he could single-handedly contend with an entire nation. Thus, he had no fear.
"Yes, Sect Hierarch."
Bao Butong and the others immediately went to make preparations. Although they could not yet be considered Fanatical Believers, they were now devout followers of Hongmeng.
"I've become younger? Thank you, great God of Hongmeng!"
At this moment, an exclamation from Li Qingluo rang out, ecstatic beyond words.
Her skin had become tender and lustrous, as if she had returned to the age of eighteen.
Auntie, you really are charming.
Murong Fu glanced at Li Qingluo and thought to himself.
Li Qingluo bore a striking resemblance to Wang Yuyan but possessed a more mature charm than her.
If it were not for Li Qingluo's lack of qualifications, he would have wanted to sacrifice her. However, he remembered the future he had seen during his first prayer when he received God's Revelation: Li Qingluo was the daughter of Li Qiushui and Wu Yazi. And the genetic gifts of Li Qiushui's family were exceptionally strong, with each member not only being as beautiful as Heavenly Immortals but also very similar to each other. For instance, Li Qiushui and her sister Li Canghai looked almost exactly alike. Wang Yuyan was also very similar to the two of them. Duan Yu initially mistook Wang Yuyan for Li Canghai, thus calling her an Immortal sister. Although Li Qingluo was not qualified to be sacrificed to the Upper God, Li Qiushui had another granddaughter—Princess Li Qinglu of Xixia Yinchuan. Of course. The matter of sacrifice was not urgent. The "Sacrificial Method" stated that it was best to sacrifice once every three months. If there were exceptional treasures or special circumstances, once a month was also acceptable. The purpose of this was to prevent believers from making sacrifices every day without offering any treasures, which would only annoy the Divine Spirit.
I wonder how the others in the chat group are doing?
Murong Fu withdrew his gaze from Li Qingluo and focused his mind on the chat group.
「Chat group number 10,000.」
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "Haha, how are you, everyone?"
Soul Hall Saint Girl: "Young Master Murong seems to be in a good mood?"
Huashan Sect Master: "Has Young Master Murong succeeded in his sacrifice?"
「Carefree Smile's World Wanderer, Huashan Sect.」
Yue Buqun stood in front of an altar made of earth and stone, his expression fluctuating uncertainly.
Desperate to bring glory to Huashan, he was naturally the first to recite the "Meditation Method" and received divine favor, leaping to become an Innate Realm Warrior.
Therefore.
He began preparations for the sacrifice.
His actions were not as rapid as Murong Fu's; only now had he completed the altar and ordered his disciples to buy the three types of livestock and five grains from the foot of the mountain as Sacrifices.
Just as he was getting ready for the sacrifice, he saw Murong Fu's message in the chat group.
From the tone, it seemed Murong Fu had already successfully performed the sacrifice and received divine favor.
The Descendant of the Great Yan Royal Family: "I thank my God for bestowing divine favor, granting me Thousand Years Power, elevating my Cultivation Level to an unsurpassed realm like none before, and blessing me with the Supreme Swordsmanship Godsend. God's grace is as vast as the sea."
"I shall immediately head north to the Imperial City to spread the glory of my God. Thank you, great God of Hongmeng. [Kowtow emoji]."
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