Translator: Xaiomoge
After he entered the barrier, Yang Feng grabbed the demigod rank armant plate of the heecan River.
When the plate fell into his hands, it erupted with a frightening force of rejection, burning his right hand. The unbearable pain forced him to throw the plate on the ground.
If touched by people who didn’t have the permission of their master, many owned demigod and god rank armants would produce a force of rejection, forbidding said people from touching them.
Yang Feng silently chanted an incantation and flicked his wrist. As if it had a life of its own, a slip of dragon parchnt with countless sealing runes written on it using dragon blood shot towards the plate of the heecan River, wrapped around it, and sealed it.
Yang Feng beckoned, and the plate wrapped in dragon parchnt flew into his hand. He put into a storage ring.
A mage hand grabbed Pavon’s scepter and put it into his storage ring as well.
Pavon’s scepter was a Legend rank treasure, it was rather useful to Yang Feng.
His eyes shifted and fell on the shadow nailed to the ground by Glicedar.
Glicedar smiled sweetly and waved her lily-white hand, and black threads sharp as blades cut the shadow nailed to the ground, revealing the figure of a handso kindred with fangs in their mouth.
Yang Feng swept the kindred nailed to the ground with his gaze and uttered: “An advanced kindred! It seems that the heecan Principality was really infiltrated!”
Glicedar waved her hand, and black threads wrapped around the lower body of the captured kindred and shredded it to pieces.
Yang Feng’s heart suddenly stirred, and he unleashed a secret thod recorded in the Taboo Text. With a gentle touch of his finger, the kindred’s blood flew out of its pieces and entered his finger.
“How amazing. Even with the person presiding over it dead, the barrier still stands. Nevertheless, without soone presiding over it, the barrier isn’t much!” Yang Feng looked at the huge barrier that enveloped the temple, sneered, and stabbed with his hand into it.
A fearso force erupted from the barrier and resisted Yang Feng’s intrusion.
The huge barrier was made from divine power. Apart from darkness divine power, the other types of divine power were the bane of races using darkness power, which was why the barrier was so destructive to the kindred. Although this barrier was very resistant to Yang Feng who used dragon force, but it didn’t exhibit the fearso destructive power it did to the kindred.
When he stabbed with his hand into the barrier, he operated a secret thod recorded in the Black Dragon Morph and turned his right hand into a dragon claw. He silently recited an incantation, and mysterious and profound runes poured into the barrier from his dragon claw.
Suddenly, cracks appeared in the barrier and extended in various directions, and then the barrier collapsed.
A look of horror flashed through Esramia’s pretty eyes: “What magic is this? How can it destroy the barrier protecting a temple so quickly?”
The barrier protecting a temple used the large faith power reserves in the temple as well as the faith power of the clergy praying in the temple.
In general, it was necessary for many experts to toil day and night and consu the power of the barrier to be able to destroy the barrier protecting a temple.
Before destroying the barrier, no one would dare to enter the barrier protecting a temple and fight with the temple’s experts inside.
Even if it was a demigod rank powerhouse, they would be suppressed if they entered before destroying the barrier.
After he got the Taboo Text, Yang Feng learned a formidable secret thod to break divine power barriers.
When the barrier was broken, Yang Feng strode towards the main temple of the God of the heecan River with frigid killing intent in his eyes.
As long as the temple of the God of the heecan River was destroyed, then no one in the heecan Principality would be able to stop Yang Feng. He could transfer 5,000 warriors from the Red Earth Wasteland and easily annex the heecan Principality. This was the difference between being a lord and a loner.
If Yang Feng was a loner, he could only cut a sorry figure and flee when he was set-up. Otherwise, even if he killed Kisad and destroyed the temple of the God of the heecan River, he would not be able to take control of the state, and would have to shoulder the reputation of a rapist and murderer nonetheless.
But as the lord of the Red Earth Wasteland, if he annexed the heecan Principality, what he said would go. He could pin the cri of rape and murder on anyone he wanted.
Yang Feng wanted to use force to break this ploy. As long as he annexed the heecan Principality, no matter what the ploy of the backstage manipulator was, he would easily break it.
A blue-haired and blue-eyed beautiful woman exuding a pure and holy aura in a snow-white clergy robe that could not mask the fine curves of her figure slowly walked out of the main temple. Her blue hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall.
The beautiful woman exuding a pure and holy aura slowly spoke in a gentle tone: “Duke Ian, I am Kath, a holy maiden serving the God of the heecan River! Please hear out!”
Yang Feng extended his hand, and a sword forged from divine blood steel appeared in his hand. He said indifferently: “I think that there’s nothing to talk about at this point, right?”
Kath frowned before saying in a gentle tone: “No, what happened was a plot. Soone instigated us, Duke Ian. They hatched a ploy to have us fight amongst ourselves. Please calm down, don’t fall for the tricks of the other party!”
Yang Feng responded with cold indifference: “I know that this is a ploy, that soone set up. However, things still reached this point. It is an indisputable fact that Archduke heecan and Pope Pavon died because of . Do you think that I would let you be, believe that you abandoned your hatred, and let you live, only to have you oppose ?”
Although Yang Feng didn’t know that Kisad was a god’s darling of the God of the heecan River, but he was aware that there had to be a connection between the young Legend rank genius and the God of the heecan River since the forr was able to employ powerful divine thods.
Kisad was definitely a very important chess piece arranged by the God of the heecan River in the heecan Principality. For Yang Feng to kill this chess piece, the God of the heecan River would never leave the matter at that.
Kath sighed gloomily: “Duke Ian, although we are very unwilling, but we will still let go of this hatred. This is a divine decree of the mighty God of the heecan River.
“A divine decree!” Yang Feng’s eyes glimred with a peculiar light. On the Feisuo Plane, divine decrees were orders that believers could not disobey, carrying even more weight than the orders of emperors.
After their believers died, if a god had a divine country, then they could receive their believers into their divine country, and let the souls of their believers be reborn in their divine country.
The fear of death made the believers of the gods extrely devout. Of course, ordinary believers didn’t know that many weaker gods didn’t have their own divine country, and as such, could not receive their believers into their divine country. The promises of such gods were but empty words.
Kath took out a statue of the God of the heecan River, who had short blue hair and a sword in his hand and donned an earth-yellow armor, from her bosom and placed it on the ground.
The statue of the God of the heecan River lit up with earth-yellow light.
The space midair twisted, and a vast and fearso divine might erged from the void. A beam of earth-yellow light gushed out of the void and entered the statue.
The chaotic divine power inside the temple beca orderly and ford a barrier that blocked any prying.
Yang Feng’s face fell. He silently stared at the idol, a look of graveness in his eyes.
The power inside the idol rose steadily until it reached the pinnacle level-3 Warlock rank. Shrouded by the earth-yellow light, the idol seed to co to live, and copious amounts of light ford a life-sized body.
“Greetings, My Lord!” Kath paid her respects and prostrated herself in front of the God of the heecan River, full of piety and reverence.
“Petty mortal, why aren’t you paying your respects to ?!” Overlooking Yang Feng, a frightening divine might spread from the God of the heecan River Magena, and his voice reverberated in the area as if thunder. His eyes were filled with dignified, golden light
Magena was a genuine feeble divine power rank god. His divine might was genuine as well, surpassing even dragon might.
When the two won Esramia and Glicedar hidden far away in the woods felt his divine might, their pretty faces changed, and they trembled.
In front of gods, all mortal creatures had to be humble. This was an iron rule of the Feisuo Plane. No matter the race, this idea was instilled in people from an early age. Esramia and Glicedar were bigwigs of the Feisuo Plane’s secular world, yet they still tremble unconsciously when they felt the divine might.
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