Chapter 847: With the God of Zhong Mountain, Born Holding the Torch

Chapter 847: Chapter 476: With the God of Zhong Mountain, Born Holding the Torch

Suddenly, Zheng Yi seemed to discover something. He raised his hand, and a strand of Divine Fire fell onto the massive head of the King of Reincarnation.

In an instant, it was like a single spark falling onto oil; with a loud boom, it erupted into a fierce blaze.

The surging flames burned directly through the space, turning this Divine Temple space into a domain of flickering, dazzling crimson light.

The light and shadow twisted, continuously spreading, blanketing this space, leaving only the position where Zheng Yi stood suspended in midair and the King of Reincarnation separated from each other.

Endless Power of Belief condensed into Spiritual Flames, flared from the Lotus Seal at the brow of the King of Reincarnation’s statue, seeped into its eyes, and extended until the entire head was completely wrapped.

The violently burning Divine Fire threw the space into disarray, piercing straight through the barriers, as though encompassing all heaven and earth within it.

Even within the vast, deathly silent Six Paths Reincarnation Divine Hall, the crackling of the ever-burning flames echoed outward through the gloomy space.

The leaping flames split off tiny threads of firelight that spread outward, rapidly merging into the surroundings, dispersing the black mist shrouding the area, making the Six Paths Reincarnation Divine Temple flicker between light and darkness.

These burning Divine Fires came from the Power of Belief of countless devout followers; the pure Energy condensed from it shrouded the massive head of the King of Reincarnation, leaping without cease.

Despite the great commotion, the Divine Fire’s consumption as it burned was immense; every moment, it devoured vast amounts of Power of Belief supplied by the devout followers.

Fortunately, over this past century, countless Deserted People believers had joined the Divine Country, granting Zheng Yi a vast foundation of Belief; this loss was but a drop in the ocean.

“Wor…ship… me… as… God?!”

Just as Zheng Yi seemed to be mindlessly burning the head of the King of Reincarnation back and forth, apparently doing something futile, his eyes suddenly lit up.

A vast voice resounded in his mind, each word like a morning bell or evening drum, deafening and soul-shaking.

“So I’ve truly met one on the same path?!”

A strange look appeared on Zheng Yi’s face, while his eyes grew ever brighter. That heaven-shaking, earth-moving grand voice echoed in his mind, yet it could not shake his Heart Spirit in the slightest.

On the contrary, Zheng Yi simply opened the floodgates, utterly unconcerned with the loss of the massive Power of Belief and Power of Incense. As more Power of Belief burned, his Divine Soul fused further into this statue of the King of Reincarnation.

This seemed to have become a game of contention between the two, with the main battlefield of this struggle being the colossal statue of the King of Reincarnation.

As the burning Divine Fire gained the continuous blessing of Zheng Yi’s Power of Incense, he gradually seized the initiative, his Spirit and thought extending into deeper regions.

The entire process was not fast. As his Divine Soul extended downward, it encountered considerable resistance; the remnant power within the statue seemed to be resisting the invasion of Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul.

The two sank into a prolonged tug-of-war.

“Got you!”

At that moment, Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul Power broke through a barrier and reached into the depths.

Suddenly, he discovered a hollow cavity, where something like a curled-up infant seemed to breathe with a certain terrifying will…

All of a sudden, the previously tranquil Six Paths Reincarnation Divine Temple flared with surging aura. A dreadful force erupted from the once-dead statue, shooting straight up, even forcing Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul Consciousness back.

If Zheng Yi had not been prepared in advance, and if he did not have a ceaseless supply of Power of Incense to support him, that sudden explosion of power would have followed his retreating Divine Soul back, straight into his physical body.

“This statue’s material is special; there’s actually a remnant soul still inside—this is the Host God Technique?!”

In matters of the Divine Soul, from the very start of his Cultivation, Zheng Yi had always held a certain advantage.

Yet the remnant soul within this King of Reincarnation statue seemed to be at a realm above Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul; that single strike just now had given him an unimaginable shock.

Boom!

Before Zheng Yi could react, the previously silent statue of the King of Reincarnation suddenly erupted with a terrifying shockwave, surging up from below like a river reversing its flow. It burst through the burning Divine Fire above, and like a raging storm and crashing waves, it smothered the spreading flames.

A dreadful remnant soul force surged out from within, and in an instant, it formed a gigantic phantom that nearly covered the entire sky.

A ferocious face loomed over everything occurring below, shrouding more than half the void and almost filling the Divine Temple’s space.

The horrific residual shadow appeared in the heavens, virtually occupying the entire upper vault of the Divine Temple.

That annihilating aura exploded at once. Under Zheng Yi’s shocked gaze, he saw the towering statues before him collapse and crumble with earth-shattering force, as though heaven and earth themselves were splitting apart.

The once magnificent and majestic Six Paths Reincarnation Divine Temple, under the impact of this dreadful power, could no longer endure; it completely collapsed.

Faced with the appearance of this remnant shadow, the terrifying, tidal aura pressed down directly, imposing an incomparably heavy pressure on Zheng Yi.

It even made him feel a trace of dread; he could never have imagined that after so many years, in this desolate and ruined Six Paths Reincarnation Divine Temple, there would still be a remnant soul hidden within that towering statue of the King of Reincarnation.

Ah! Ah!

All of a sudden, a shrill scream echoed through the sky.

What shocked Zheng Yi was that the one screaming was actually the remnant shadow attached to the statue of the Reincarnation Saint King; within those scarlet eyes, what was being bred was a sense of panic and unease.