This is a bright and peaceful world.
Everywhere was filled with flowers, fountains, and the phantom of angels chanting devoutly.
The melodious sacred music came from afar, echoing endlessly, as if it could soothe all troubles and sorrows.
There were no traces of the abyss's erosion; it was like a paradise on earth.
But Jiang Yan's expression changed.
"Something's wrong. I can't control the power of this world."
This is unreasonable.
As the holder of the Holy Light Lord's divine position, all those who belong to the Holy Light will unconditionally be close to him.
Just like when he went to the laboratory of the third emperor, the whole world was surrounding him.
But here, there is no response whatsoever.
"Anna, Flora, be on guard."
"Yes, Holy Lord."
The two women nodded with some doubt, their divine power suspended but not released, protecting Jiang Yan in the center from the front and back.
"Do you know where this is?" Jiang Yan suddenly asked.
"This doesn't seem to be a fragment of heaven..."
As she spoke, Analia tried to extend her divine sense, sweeping across this world.
Flowers... fountains... sacred pools... an empty missionary site... countless faith passages connecting to the unknown world... a majestic temple... and a statue holding a holy book, its face obscured!
The moment the divine sense swept over the statue, a terrifying aura awakened within the temple.
"Number 014, Seraphim, for insubordination and spying on the Temple, shall be executed."
A cold voice exploded in my ear, seemingly carrying endless majesty.
Under the pressure of this power, Annalia, who was at the level of a high god, was powerless to resist and knelt on the ground, with golden blood seeping from the corners of her mouth and ears.
At the same time, an arrow of holy light came from afar, and one could clearly sense the supreme power it contained.
"presumptuous!"
Jiang Yan roared, not having time to think too much, grabbed Annalia's wing and threw her behind him, facing the incoming arrows head-on without dodging or avoiding them.
"Holy Lord, be careful!"
Amidst the exclamations, Jiang Yan's expression turned cold as his divine kingdom opened, protecting the group within.
But the once indestructible phantom of the sacred mountain was as fragile as paper before this arrow of holy light, and was pierced in an instant.
The highly condensed power of holy light, with its unparalleled sharpness, reached the six-winged angel behind him.
Even from a distance, Jiang Yan, who was standing in front of Anna, could feel a sharp pain in his chest and his blood surging.
He did not dodge; the twelve-fold time slowing effect of the Floating World Clock enveloped the arrow.
At the same time, a scroll inscribed with time-related runes fell into his hands.
His divine sense spread out, reaching the direction from which the holy light arrow had come, and he quickly detected the aura within the temple.
"Found you!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes as he was about to tear open the divine scroll.
He never expected to encounter a life-or-death crisis in the ruins of Paradise, but if the other party wanted to kill him, they wouldn't get away unscathed either.
Just then, the menacing holy light arrows suddenly dissipated.
The whole world came to a standstill, and then shattered like a mirror.
Jiang Yan felt a moment of dizziness and instinctively closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw Anna and Floria standing in front of her, looking worried.
"Holy Lord, you've finally woken up!" Joy immediately shone in their eyes.
"Anna, are you alright?" Jiang Yan was slightly taken aback when he saw Anna looking unharmed.
"I'm fine, but Your Majesty, you suddenly stopped moving..."
"etc..."
Jiang Yan's heart stirred, and he sensed everything in the divine kingdom, discovering that the "Suppressing Mountains and Seas" and that divine scroll were both intact.
The power of the entire world began to draw closer to him.
Was that just... an illusion...?
"Successor of the Holy Lord, congratulations on passing the first test: courage."
At that moment, a voice rang out from the sky.
"Assessment?"
"As the Holy Lord of Light, if one does not even have the courage to face the Holy Light, then one is not worthy to enter the Land of Origin to receive the Holy Lord's inheritance."
"Your performance has earned you the right to stay. Please proceed to the Temple of Origin to undergo the true test."
"This is the Land of Origin?!"
Annalia and Floria suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"What is that?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Holy Lord, that is where the previous Holy Lord became a god. Legend has it that he left the Book of Creation, the supreme artifact of Heaven, here."
"The Book of Genesis?"
"Hmm... It is said that it is divided into two volumes, one of which records 512 of the most advanced supreme divine arts, and the other contains the truths of the world."
"I see. That explains why a pantheon on par with the Netherworld doesn't have its own divine artifact."
Jiang Yan suddenly realized.
It seems that the Holy Lord of Light has a more complicated mind than the Emperor of the Dead, who directly gave away his divine position and divine artifacts.
The former was clearly much more cautious; despite making a prophecy about fate, it still set up so-called tests.
If I had hesitated or taken a step back just now, I would have lost my eligibility for the assessment.
The Undead Emperor, who focuses on scientific research, is far more reliable than the Holy Lord of Light, who runs a pyramid scheme.
Jiang Yan sighed inwardly and called to the two women, "Let's go to the temple, let's hurry."
"Yes, Holy Lord, I'll find the location." Anna said, reaching out her divine sense.
"Wait, Anna! I know where it is."
Jiang Yan quickly stopped him and led the way forward.
He dared not gamble that reality might develop in the same way as in the fantasy world.
Guided by the power of the world, Jiang Yan flew rapidly towards the temple.
Along the way, the phantom images of angels who were devoutly chanting all bowed their heads in respect.
About five hours later, a long corridor full of the atmosphere of time came into view.
The surface is covered with murals, each line seemingly drawn by the laws of holy light, and has not decayed despite the passage of countless years.
Jiang Yan stared intently at it.
The first mural depicts a backward village suffering from disease and pain.
An indistinct figure of light gazed thoughtfully at the light illuminating the earth.
In the second mural, the figure of light and shadow seemed to have grasped something from it; he mastered healing and resurrection techniques, saving countless lives.
More and more people came to him, and worshipped him as a god.
The third mural depicts countless believers spontaneously building temples and spreading their faith, which alarmed a powerful force that sent troops to suppress them, resulting in a great battle with countless casualties.
In the fourth mural, the being is present at the scene, resurrecting all the fallen and healing the wounded. He speaks with a compassionate expression, and soon, the soldiers defect.
Fifth...Twentieth...
Jiang Yan looked at each painting one by one.
The figures in the paintings spread faith, teach magic, save the world from invasion, establish a vast divine kingdom, and guide the souls of believers to eternal glory after death...
Until the very last image, that being radiantly shone, leading countless warriors of the Holy Light faction as they faced the Abyss from afar.
"As described in all biographies and legends, she seemed selfless, righteous, and compassionate..."
Jiang Yan seemed to be deep in thought.
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