But as far as they know, the daily blessing and repair of this divine power is too difficult, and it is simply not something that an ordinary so-called formation master can do. In fact, the twelve temples, including the Tianyang Temple, rely on the blessing of the formation master-level high priest of the Life Temple every ten years to maintain operation.

How could the divinely bestowed Flower Rain Temple, which had been without the High Priest's blessing for twenty years, possibly continue to operate?

Not to mention them, even An Xiaxin and other priests of the Flower Rain Temple, as well as the many citizens of Flower Rain City, were stunned by this scene, then burst into tears of joy. The existence of divine majesty meant that no one could ever underestimate the Flower Rain Temple again, and no one would dare challenge its majesty! Otherwise, no matter who they were, they would face unimaginable calamity.

Among all the people, only Wen Gaoren's expression was slightly calmer. If it weren't for the restoration of the divine power, how could he be completely convinced by Mu Hanyan, and how could he still pester Mu Hanyan to become his master after she rejected him countless times.

After all, no matter how profound other formations were, as long as he put in the effort, he could always comprehend their mysteries. However, he had no way to defeat this divinely bestowed power. This formation could only be repaired by the Grandmaster-level High Priests of the Five Great Temples. Although he could only watch Mu Hanyan repair it bit by bit and could not provide much help, he still felt a great sense of honor and pride.

Although he already knew the result, he still couldn't help but tremble with excitement when he saw the blue ball of light on the top of the temple and felt the terrifying power contained in it.

When Xiang Qiuzhan shouted loudly, he suddenly jumped up from the reins and turned to rush out of the city.

Although the bandits under his command were not quite sure what was going on, they knew that something was wrong just by hearing his panicked shouts. Those who reacted quickly jumped off their horses and turned around to flee, while those who reacted slowly pulled the reins and rode the Red Charcoal Cloud Beast to rush out of the city.

It has to be said that Xiang Qiuzhan's reaction was quite quick, and his bandits were well-trained and followed orders. Unfortunately, they were still a beat slower than Mu Hanyan's actions.

"In the prehistoric chaos, the heaven and earth collapsed, and all living things were devastated. God had mercy on all things and broke through the chaos. The heaven and earth returned to their places, the stars moved, and the world was at peace. The title of God is spread throughout the world, the majesty of God is revered by all people, and the dignity of God is inviolable..." Mu Hanyan chanted in a low voice and clasped his hands together suddenly.

The more powerful the divine arts, the more difficult they were to perform, often requiring chanting to enhance the divine consciousness. This was also true for powerful formations. Mu Hanyan's divine consciousness was strong, but she had only been practicing divine arts for a short time. Therefore, activating formations like the Divine Power still required chanting. A shamanic dance would have been even more effective, but due to her instinctive aversion to shamanic charlatans, Mu Hanyan abandoned the idea.

As she clasped her hands together suddenly, a dazzling blue beam of light poured down from the spire of the temple, illuminating the entire world as if it were daytime.

The beam of light stretched straight forward along the long street in front of the palace, covering hundreds of bandits.

Time and space froze at this moment. Then, with a flash of blue light, the beam of light disappeared, and the bandits enveloped in it, along with the red charcoal cloud beasts under them, also disappeared, completely turning into nothingness.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no earth-shaking doomsday earthquake, no trace of blood, not even a scream, and hundreds of bandits lost their lives.

God-given power, this is God-given power!