My All-Heavens Chat Group-Chapter 437 - 7 Are You Teaching Me How Tushan Yaya Does Things? (Second Update)_1
"There’s no need to be tense. My name is Yunyun. I come from a Lower Dimension and also serve as the Messenger of the Lord of Hongmeng in this world."
Upon hearing this, the Undying Lord and the others, whose hearts had been pounding, relaxed slightly. Firstly, Yunyun’s demeanor seemed devoid of malice. Secondly, she hailed from a Lower Dimension, which made her somewhat of an ally in their eyes. However, they did not let down their guard and waited for Yunyun to continue.
Yunyun said, "I have ascended from the Lower Dimension with the chief purpose of spreading the faith of My Lord and letting the glory of My Lord illuminate the world."
The expressions of the Undying Lord and the others changed slightly. Were they being asked to worship the Lord of Hongmeng? Although, compared to the Demon Clan and the Evil God who sought to exterminate all life in the Great Qian World, the Lord of Hongmeng seemed far more benevolent. But to make them worship the Lord of Hongmeng—wasn’t that akin to enslaving them indirectly?
"Rest assured, My Lord is great and merciful and won’t force you to worship My Lord."
Yunyun, seeming to perceive their thoughts, continued, "On the contrary, as long as you believe in My Lord, you will receive divine grace bestowed by My Lord, and you won’t be forced to do anything against your will."
"The Lord of Hongmeng is benevolent and righteous!" the Undying Lord and the others hastily praised.
They were unsure if it was true, but since Yunyun had said so, they could only tentatively believe her. They had no choice but to believe, as they couldn’t overpower Tushan Honghong and Tushan Yaya anyway.
Yunyun knew they didn’t fully trust her, but she paid it no mind.
HUM.
With a wave of her fair, jade-like hand, dazzling golden light burst forth, condensing into large, golden characters in the sky. The Undying Lord and the others looked on curiously.
"Meditation Method"? This appeared to be a prayer text.
"Messenger Yun, what is this?" the Undying Lord asked.
"This is a scripture bestowed by My Lord. Just by reciting it once, you can receive My Lord’s divine grace, increase your Cultivation Level, and enhance your strength!"
"This..." The eyes of the Undying Lord, the Green-robed Sword Saint, and the others were filled with suspicion.
Could such a good thing truly exist? Why did it feel like a pie falling from the sky?
"Upon the first recitation, you will be able to witness My Lord’s magnificent and immortal divine body. You can give it a try!" Yunyun said.
The Undying Lord and the others hesitated, feeling conflicted.
"I’ll try it."
Qing Yanjing looked at the "Meditation Method" in the sky; it was the same one Tushan Rongrong had given her earlier. Previously, she had felt that Tushan Rongrong was toying with her. But now, after the recent series of events, she no longer held any doubts.
Of course, she wasn’t sure if there were any traps. But she knew that if the others intended to harm them, they had no power to resist. Moreover, Yunyun had saved her life earlier. She was willing to try first, lest the hesitation of the Undying Lord and the others lead to unpleasantness between the two sides and trigger unpredictable consequences.
The gazes of the Undying Lord and the others instantly fell upon Qing Yanjing. The Elder of the Ancient Buddhist Family, Futu Xuan, sighed internally but said nothing.
He didn’t dare to stop her. Otherwise, if he enraged Tushan Yaya, his own death wouldn’t matter; but if it led to the extermination of the Ancient Buddhist Family, he would become a sinner for all eternity.
"Open Up Chaos, who decides the rise and fall?"
Under everyone’s gaze, Qing Yanjing began to recite according to the "Meditation Method".
The piercing gazes of the Undying Lord, the Green-robed Sword Saint, and the others remained firmly fixed on Qing Yanjing, eager to discern if there was any deceit involved.
As she prayed, Qing Yanjing’s expression continually shifted.
Shock.
Amazement.
Reverence.
Adoration.
A plethora of such emotions reflected on her face.
The moods of the Undying Lord and the others rose and fell with Qing Yanjing’s expressions, like riding a roller coaster—it was incredibly thrilling.
Finally, after Qing Yanjing finished her prayer, her full and graceful body trembled. The hearts of the Undying Lord, the Green-robed Sword Saint, and the other powerful experts leaped to their throats.
Then, they witnessed Qing Yanjing’s grievous wounds healing at a pace visible to the naked eye.
Is this divine grace? Incredible! To think it healed someone so gravely injured in an instant!
Qin Tian looked on, his eyes wide with shock and amazement.
Just one prayer, and such tremendous divine grace is granted? An even greater doubt arose in the minds of the Undying Lord and the others. If every believer received such treatment, wouldn’t the Lord of Hongmeng be suffering a tremendous loss? What benefit could He possibly gain from this? They refused to believe that the Lord of Hongmeng was some great philanthropist, bestowing divine grace upon believers at His own expense.
BOOM.
Just as suspicion filled their hearts, terrifying waves of aura suddenly erupted from Qing Yanjing’s body, sweeping out in all directions. Wherever it passed, space itself fractured, revealing numerous rifts.
Fortunately, those present were, at the very least, Heavenly Venerables; indeed, nearly all of them were Sage Venerables. Otherwise, had this aura spread unchecked, it would have instantly crushed countless living beings and turned the surrounding area of a hundred thousand li into a dead zone.
HUM! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
As the aura permeated the area, Qing Yanjing’s body suddenly swelled, growing to a thousand feet tall! However, even though Qing Yanjing had grown larger, it did not detract from her beauty; it was as if she had been enlarged perfectly according to the golden ratio. Her skin was whiter than snow, like the finest mutton-fat jade, her elegance peerless.
From every pore on her body, countless beams of spiritual light erupted. This spiritual light, containing spiritual power so dense it was at its utmost limit, transformed into a boundless Spirit Rain the moment it left her body, pervading the heavens and the earth. This was clearly because the spiritual power within Qing Yanjing had surged to an extreme her body could no longer contain, forcing her physical form to expel some of it in an act of self-preservation.
CRACK.
Even so, cracks began to appear on Qing Yanjing’s colossal, thousand-foot-tall physical body. They spread rapidly, and in just a few dozen breaths, her form resembled cracked porcelain, a truly tragic sight.
