At this point, the faith of Beixuan was also severed.
He collapsed to the ground, his face filled with disbelief. He never imagined that he would be slapped in the face so soon after mocking Fang Xiu for being forgotten and unable to absorb faith. What was most terrifying was the way he was slapped in the face, a slap that would shock him for ten thousand years. Fang Xiu actually gained faith by resurrecting people from the previous era and breaking through the influence of the Void Array. Even the gods couldn't do such a thing.
He stared blankly at the image in the sky. Suddenly, he jolted awake, realizing something was wrong. His eyes turned bloodshot: "It's fake! This is fake! You forged it!"
Although he did do those things, he didn't grin when he did them, and the Void Array wasn't set up by him; many details don't match up, so it's obviously a fake.
Fang Xiu's calm voice rang in his ears: "The truth has never mattered. The people will always believe what they want to believe, and obviously... they would rather believe me."
"You! Fang Xiu! You will die a horrible death!"
Bei Xuan's eyes were practically bursting with rage.
Fang Xiu's lips curled into a cold smile. With a wave of his hand, an invisible force sealed the mud-like Bei Xuan, and then he flicked it away.
Bei Xuan flew through the air like a tattered sack, tracing a graceful parabola before landing amidst the excited crowd.
This immediately caused an uproar among the winning crowd.
"I, **** Bei Xuan, bah!"
"Kill him!"
"Make way, everyone make way, let me kick it too, just one kick!"
(Please forgive me, everyone. I'm too busy today and don't have enough time tonight, so I can only write one page. I'll make up for it tomorrow. Also, thank you for your support and donations.)
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