The power of faith spreads rapidly and silently.
The faith here has spread like wildfire and cannot be hidden forever.
Because of the interference of divine power, the plague demon did not notice this subtle change for the time being.
However, those traitors within Yunzhou City who abandoned the Yan Kingdom's Grand Tutor and instead sided with the plague demon were not blind or deaf.
They were originally spies planted in Yunzhou by the Yan State's Grand Preceptor, responsible for monitoring the local area and collecting intelligence, and they knew this land inside and out.
When they discovered that a new faith force was quietly rising and rapidly encroaching on the paradise bestowed by the plague demon.
They immediately sensed an opportunity to claim credit!
On this day, the sixth mountain god temple had just been repaired.
Green-billed birds chirped merrily under the eaves of the house, while the young doctor from the desolate mountains, brought by Tong Yiwen, was distributing medicine and porridge to the newly rescued disaster victims.
Outside the mountain god temple, an ominous dark gray fog quietly spread once again.
In the mist, dozens of figures slowly approached, their silhouettes looming indistinct.
The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a pale and gloomy face.
He was thin, with eyes as cold as a viper's, and a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Behind him followed a dozen or so followers of the plague demon, all with equally eerie auras and dressed in various colors.
Following these believers were nearly a hundred swaying, pustule-covered monsters, their bodies dripping with foul-smelling pus and emitting low, hoarse sounds!
"Ha, what audacity!"
The man in the brocade robe spoke in a high-pitched, shrill voice, his mocking gaze sweeping over the terrified refugees looking up in the temple, as well as the few agile blue-gray ploughbirds.
"How dare you rob the followers of the God of Plague in Yunzhou territory?"
He took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet was covered with a faint layer of gray-black.
"This land of Yunzhou is the place chosen by the God of Plague! How dare you ignorant ants build false shrines and spread false beliefs here?"
His voice was full of disdain and a condescending sense of superiority, as if he were looking at a herd of livestock waiting to be slaughtered.
"However, you have indeed offered a fine sacrifice."
The man in the brocade robe stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, a glint of greed and ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
"If we transform all these new believers, along with these strange birds, into our own kind, the God of Plague will surely be very pleased!"
Before he finished speaking, the pustule monsters behind him seemed to receive a command and let out a series of low, tooth-grinding roars!
They staggered and swaggered as they surrounded the mountain god temple!
The pungent stench and deathly aura instantly overwhelmed the delicate fragrance of the herbs in the temple.
Inside the temple, the expressions on the faces of the disaster victims, who had just felt a glimmer of hope and even had grateful smiles on their faces, froze instantly!
Fear returned to their faces!
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