All the clues, all the absurdity, all the faith, were forcibly welded together at this moment by the all-illuminating light!
After combining all the information, the centurion's soul trembled violently, and he suddenly realized what was happening. He looked at Li Yu in shock:
"I understand, you're not a high-level beast!"
Then the centurion knelt heavily on the scorching ground with a thud, bowing in awe before Li Yu, who was engulfed in flames:
"You are...you are a divine messenger! The divine messenger has descended!!"
The centurion abruptly turned to his tribesmen, who were already paralyzed with fear, his voice trembling with emotion:
"Foolish servants! What are you all standing there for! Quickly pay your respects to the divine messenger!!"
After he finished speaking, the centurion was the first to prostrate himself on the ground, his forehead pressed against the scorching hot ground.
"Greetings...Greetings, Divine Messenger!" The words came in sparse bursts, then coalesced into a chorus.
The ghosts lay prostrate on the ground, the terrifying heat blowing on their faces, their bodies trembling in the light and heat.
It was filled with fear, yet also with an unbelievable ecstasy.
Witnessing the arrival of the divine messenger was something they had never imagined; perhaps the gods truly exist.
Looking at the many kneeling ghosts, Li Yu once again activated the Qi vortex.
"call--"
The light emanating from its body grew even brighter, and the roaring flames surged into the dark sky, illuminating the entire world below.
The ground beneath the prostrate ghosts began to emit smoky, burnt smoke, and ripples of melting spread across the edges of their solidified soul forms. The ghosts closest to Li Yu began to wail silently, yet dared not make the slightest move.
The little ghost behind Li Yu lay prostrate on the ground. Even though Li Yu had suppressed the flames and energy behind him, the little ghost's face was still flushed red from the heat.
Li Yu stood in the center of the radiant light, the Phoenix Bow humming softly, about to use this "miracle" to speak.
"Boom!"
The entire underground world trembled violently without warning!
In the distance, the huge stone wall with mysterious rock paintings emitted a deafening roar!
The narrow crevice, which was originally only wide enough for one person to barely pass through, was now as if it had been pried open by an invisible giant hand.
The towering rocks rubbed and cracked, slowly opening up a huge, dark passage!
"The fissure has opened!"
"Didn't the Day of the Gods' Movement just pass by?!"
"Robbers! Are the robbers coming again?!"
Panic ensued, and the ghosts looked in terror toward the dark passage in the direction of the stone wall, fearing that a large number of underworld guards would rush out at any moment.
The centurion looked at the reopened passage with a puzzled expression, countless thoughts swirling within him.
It must be that the gods left the rock wall, which is why the rift would open even if the sun did not move!
Then...where have the gods gone?!
A thought that nearly froze its soul exploded within it.
The centurion suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on Li Yu's blurry yet majestic and unmoving figure amidst the flames.
That light that burned away the darkness, that "divine body" that remained unscathed amidst destructive energy.
Not a messenger of God!
The centurion finally realized he was wrong, terribly wrong!
Li Yu, standing before them, is the only true god they worship!
"Gods!"
"Not a messenger of the gods, but a deity himself has descended!"
The centurion proclaimed his faith with a tearful roar, completely prostrating himself on the ground.
The soul fluctuated violently due to extreme excitement, almost disintegrating.
"It is you! It is you who has left your guardian position and descended here in your true form! To save the lost sheep!!!"
All doubts were completely burned to ashes at that moment!
God has descended!
"Greetings to the gods."
"Long live the gods..."
Under the centurion's earth-shattering "revelation," the surrounding ghosts grasped at it as if it were their last straw.
Fear instantly transformed into fanatical faith!
They all bowed down in an even more humble posture, calling out and pleading with the gods.
The little ghost was completely bewildered. It couldn't understand why the strange beast would suddenly glow.
Then it heard the surrounding ghosts change how they addressed Li Yu, and its little brain completely shut down.
'What a strange beast... it's become a god?'
Amidst the shock and heat, a feeling of joy also welled up within the little ghost.
The good beast is a deity.
It actually became friends with the gods!
The little ghost's tiny spirit was so excited it almost scattered.
"Mom...Mom is saved!"
However, just as the fervor of faith reached its peak, many ghosts knelt before the gods.
A powerful aura suddenly erupted from the cracked passage in the distance, and surging mist poured out from it!
Immediately following was the heavy, cold, and perfectly synchronized sound of footsteps!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
A large number of Netherworld Guards slowly emerged from the dark passage.
The ranks were perfectly aligned, as if cut by a knife, and the mist emanating from the patrolling guards surged and billowed together.
As they marched forward, the thick fog around them made way for their advance.
It was a pure sense of order and a murderous aura!
The moment the patrolling guards passed through the crack, their cold gazes instantly locked onto the area illuminated by the towering flames, and the figure at the center of the fire.
Without the slightest hesitation, the formation was slightly adjusted, and like a moving wall of death, it surged forward with overwhelming pressure!
That chilling aura seemed to want to crush all life and souls before it into dust!
From afar, the ghosts nearly flew into a panic.
The fear in his eyes instantly overshadowed the fervor for the gods that had just arisen.
This was the number of 'robbers' they had never seen before.
Such a large number of patrolling guards were enough to wipe out everything in their city.
Despair, like a cold tide, spread through the hearts of the ghosts.
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