The cold wind persists, frost and snow drifting down.
Yet, Beifeng City is no longer as cold as before.
Under countless fervent gazes, the tiny Human Clan standing at the goddess’s fingertip slowly descends.
His visage grows clearer, the crowd below becos more restless, and excitent sharpens on their faces.
But the issue is, so people are really only suited to be seen from afar.
As Lu Ran continues to descend, an overwhelming pressure crashes down alongside.
"Ah!"
"Don’t, don’t push! Don’t..."
"Everyone, stay calm, be careful!" Amidst cries of alarm, the figure descending from the Majestic Heavenly Realm cos to a halt.
"Stop." Lu Ran utters a word, and the ink jade Tiger Talisman hidden in his collar quietly emits a glow.
The restless crowd below freezes in place almost instantly.
Their movents synchronized to an unbelievable degree.
Lu Ran ascends another dozen ters, gazing down at the crowd.
Where his gaze falls, so avert their eyes, while others hastily put down their phones and bow their heads.
Lu Ran gently says, "You may capture this on cara, let more people see."
The youth’s deanor is gentle; he does not employ the Tiger Talisman again, just issuing permission. Yet for most beings present, this is still an unyielding command.
In an instant, many raise their phones.
Lu Ran is silent for a mont, then slowly speaks: "You should know who I am."
"Ran Shen!" An excited shout triggers a chain reaction completely.
"Ran Shen! Ran Shen!!"
"Lu Ran! Lu Ran! Lu Ran!!" The clamors grow louder, the atmosphere more fervent, and the people beco bolder...
When Lu Ran soars through the air, far enough from the ground, the crowd swarms towards him.
Occasionally, a cry tinged with sobs reaches Lu Ran’s ears, unsettling his heart.
Their faces flushed with excitent, as though seeing a ray of light in the darkest of tis.
Lu Ran looks at the crowd below, speaking solemnly: "Listen to , today, in every region of Da Xia, within all the ancient cities, the Divine Sculptures have arrived to be worshipped by us Human Clan.
In each ancient city, whatever Skill the previous Divine Sculpture possessed, the newly descended ones today also have.
Like her!"
Lu Ran turns around, looking up at the towering goddess sculpture: "The North Wind Sect Divine Technique, this god sculpture possesses it, and its power is even stronger."
As his words fall, the crowd is silent for a mont.
Not only in this Beifeng City, but also in cities across Da Xia, the groups gathered on the streets and the families watching broadcasts have a mont of quiet.
As nurous Divine Sculptures descend, in people’s hearts, there was a fervent hope these new sculptures would have powerful Divine Techniques.
Moreover, they hoped these new gods could have rcy on the suffering, help Da Xia through tough tis.
And now, their hopes have beco reality!
No one doubts The Pride of Da Xia, not only due to Lu Ran’s influence but also because, at the brink of life and death, people want to believe, choose to believe.
"Wonderful! Wonderful..."
"Heaven bless Da Xia!"
"New gods, truly new gods, sob sob..."
News of this magnitude, after brief silence and ferntation, leads to an "explosive" outco.
Lu Ran’s ears are acute, painfully sharp.
Cries and almost collapsing sobs echo throughout the city.
Various emotions like streams from all directions converge, ultimately forming a surging river towards where he stands.
Though all beings suffer.
But those struggling under the Divine Demon System suffer too bitterly.
Too repressed, too despaired.
"Ran Shen! Those gods, who are they?"
"Who are they, are they our Human Clan? I saw He Qifeng, in the Vajra Temple, is that god really He Qifeng?"
"Lu Ran, Lu Ran! Are they..."
Lu Ran does not heed the questions but speaks: "Do not rush towards the ancient cities."
In an instant, the crowd quiets down, looking up at Lu Ran, puzzled.
Lu Ran nods and says: "Stay in the place you currently live, stay securely at ho! In the coming days, Da Xia’s army and the Divine People Bureau’s warriors will first worship the gods, protecting the upcoming Fifteenth Night.
"Soon, the authorities will announce the information of each god; you’ll have over half a month to understand them."
"The next god-worship ceremony won’t be next June first, but on the upcoming New Year’s Day."
Lu Ran’s words through phones and distant caras spread across streets and hos.
"God-worship ceremony brought forward? New Year’s Day?"
"Truly, is this possible? Is this really changeable?"
"But Lu Tianjiao said... said it’s New Year’s Day, he said..."
Forty years of continuous discipline have long taught people reverence and compliance; the gods’ decrees are golden rules, absolute heavenly laws not to be offended.
They are survival rules all living beings must adhere to!
And now, Lu Ran openly defies All Gods’ wills, even altering the rules set by the gods.
Is this possible?
"Lu Ran, do other Lord Gods agree?"
"Will this offend the gods?"
"Why did the demise of gods happen, why do the newly descended gods have the Divine Techniques of... old gods?"
"I saw Lady Luo Xian, Ran Shen, I saw your fiancée! She’s also a Divine Sculpture, has Lady Luo Xian beco a god?"
Questions pour in, every word reaches him.
Yet, Lu Ran cannot elaborate much.
At least for now, he cannot speak of the collusion between gods and demons, the potential consequences of which Lu Ran does not wish to see.
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