"Bang!" At the same time, Mu Hanyan's feet landed heavily on the ground. Although she had tried her best to perform the art of lightness, her strength was suppressed after all. Moreover, she was injured before the power of the ice cone invaded her heart meridian and was dissolved by the power of the Xuanhuang Stone. She couldn't even barely perform the art of controlling the wind, and her legs were still numb from the shock when she landed.

The worst thing was that she landed right in the center of the crowd—next to the unlucky guy who was about to have his five limbs crippled.

After all, they were in the Continent of Gods, and the Holy Court Continent and the Continent of Gods had been mortal enemies since ancient times, so Mu Hanyan did not dare to be careless. While rubbing her legs, she looked at the people around her vigilantly.

I saw that these people were all wearing coarse linen clothes. There were old and young, men and women among them, and they carried various weapons on their shoulders... Well, no, not weapons, but farm tools such as hoes, shovels, and rakes. It was obvious that they were not cultivators, but just ordinary farmers.

Knowing the other party's identity, Mu Hanyan felt relieved. Although these people looked strong, they were still no match for cultivators. Even though her strength was suppressed and she was injured, she was not afraid of their threat.

Reassured, Mu Hanyan looked at the man who was about to lose all his limbs. When she saw him, Mu Hanyan was stunned!

Ling Baobao, it’s actually Ling Baobao!

Last time, with the help of the Sky-Breaking Talisman she had refined, Baby Ling flew straight into the sky. Just as he was about to pass through the torn space crack, he saw a flash of light, so bright that people could not open their eyes. So no one could see clearly whether he had entered the space crack or not. Instead, they seemed to see a tiny black dot falling into the distance.

At the time, Mu Hanyan and the others were wondering if this guy had failed in his attempt to return and landed somewhere on the Holy Court Continent. Now it seemed they were right. This guy had indeed failed, but he didn't fall back to the Holy Court Continent, but instead landed on the Continent of Gods.

Compared with before, baby Ling is fairer and cleaner. Judging from her slightly bulging belly, she seems to be gaining weight. She must be living a good life.

Ling Baobao also looked up at Mu Hanyan, stunned with surprise.

"You...you..." It is said that when fellow villagers meet, their eyes are filled with tears. Although they are not real fellow villagers, Ling Baobao was still so excited and surprised to see Mu Hanyan in this situation that he was speechless. He stood up and rushed towards Mu Hanyan with tears in his eyes.

The people around were stunned when they saw Mu Hanyan suddenly falling from the sky, but when they saw Ling Baobao stand up, they immediately came to their senses. Thinking that he was going to run away again, a big man who was as tall and strong as a pot bottom came down with a rake.

"What a strong power!" Mu Hanyan was slightly surprised.

As soon as the big man made a move, she felt that this person had no cultivation at all, but his strength was by no means weaker than that of a second or third level swordsman.

She didn't know how strong Ling Baobao was now, but seeing how miserable he looked like a stray dog ​​being chased by everyone, she could guess that he was definitely not that strong. If he was hit by this rake, there would definitely be several bloody holes the size of fingers on his body, and if he didn't die, he would be half dead.

Of course Mu Hanyan would not watch him get hurt, so she slapped him.

As her graceful fingers moved, a streak of icy mist passed in front of her, and under the sunlight, it emitted a beautiful rainbow-like light.

"Boom" the ice mist hit the rake in the big man's hand, making a dull sound and directly knocking him away.

"Huh!" Mu Hanyan let out a low exclamation.

No matter how much her strength was reduced, it was still equivalent to a fifth-level swordsman. It was not a big problem for her to deal with a farmer who only had brute force. This was not surprising. What surprised her was that the icy mist-like light and shadow, the rainbow-like light, looked very much like the swordsmanship of a high-level swordsman. With her strength suppressed to only a fifth-level swordsman, how could she possibly use the sword energy to transform?

"Priest, it's Priest!"

"The untouchables pay their respects to the High Priest!"

"We, the lowly people, have been rude and offended the High Priest. We beg you to forgive our blindness and spare our lives." What surprised Mu Hanyan even more was yet to come. When she saw her slap her companion back, the others not only did not rush forward in unison, but instead they all knelt on the ground, and even begged her for mercy with horror on their faces.

What's going on?

Mu Hanyan looked at the people kneeling on the ground around her in confusion. She could clearly see the almost fanatical admiration and fear in their eyes, and her mind was confused.

She quickly figured out the reason behind the sword strike that was similar to the transformation of sword energy into a physical form. The icy power contained in the ice cone was simply dissolved by the power of the Xuanhuang Stone, but it did not disappear. Instead, it existed in her own meridians. When she struck out her palm just now, it formed the frost mist, which emitted a rainbow-like light under the sunlight.

But what does this have to do with the priests they are talking about?

Mu Hanyan knew what a priest was. Fen Qianji was one of the twelve Divine Language Priests, while Gu Huangji and Hua Yue's father, Hua Guanyu, was a Divine Blessing Priest. Clearly, priests held a very high status in the Temple Continent.

However, why do they consider themselves priests? If they can become priests just by relying on a little bit of the icy power left by the mutant slate pigs, then aren't the priests of the temple too worthless?

Looking at the faces around her that were full of respect and fear, Mu Hanyan felt more and more puzzled.

"Everyone, get up." Being worshipped is much better than being attacked by a crowd. Mu Hanyan waved her hand and said calmly.

Fortunately, she had experienced this kind of scene many times. Although she was still a little uncomfortable, she could accept it. Every move Miss Mu made had the aloofness of an otherworldly master... Well, Miss Mu admitted that she had learned this from the old sorcerer Qu, and she soon surpassed him. She really had the talent to be a sorcerer.

"Master Priest, will you forgive us and not punish us for our disrespect?" Miss Mu's charlatan demeanor was indeed intimidating. Seeing her calmness and composure without showing any emotion on her face, everyone was even more confused and did not dare to stand up easily.

In fact, they misunderstood. The reason why Miss Mu did not show her emotions was because she did not know whether to be happy or angry. The status of priests was also different. She did not know what level the priests people were talking about were, nor did she know how much deterrence they had on them. She was afraid that if she showed too much, she would end up making things worse.

"Hmm." Mu Hanyan nodded slightly reservedly. Being mysterious and pretentious was the introductory course for charlatans, and Miss Mu knew the essence of it well.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Priest. Thank you, Your Excellency the Priest." Everyone was overjoyed and kowtowed heavily to Mu Hanyan several times before standing up.