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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0300_part_03
Chapter 699
chapter 0300 part 3
Ancient One closed the rhino horn bone fan, tapping the palm of her left hand with the bone fan, and slowly said to Yahweh: "In the four thousand two hundred and seventeen Timelines I have observed, you only kept your promise in thirteen!"
"In two thousand three hundred and forty-nine Timelines, you successfully broke through the shackles of the skyfather level, led your Angelic Legion to invade the Nine Realms, and then you were killed!"
Yahweh's complexion was initially unsightly listening to Ancient One's earlier words. He did indeed plan to stall for time, waiting until Odin entered Ragnarök and lost Asgard's helping hand, and after he resolved the suffering of the Flame of Faith burning his body, he would immediately lead his army to invade the Nine Realms and turn them into his Land of Faith.
Unfortunately, it seemed Ancient One knew his intentions by observing Timelines.
But what was Ancient One talking about later? He would die, and he had died two thousand three hundred and forty-nine times? How was that possible!
As long as he resolved the trouble of the Flame of Faith burning his body, his strength would be unmatched among all Divine Pantheons, becoming the only True God, the Ruler, in the entire Universe.
Looking at Yahweh's astonished expression, Ancient One merely glanced at him sideways, then turned to look at Tang Song. Master Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, was quite interested in Tang Song's Power System, which did not belong to this Universe.
In over two thousand Timelines, she had witnessed many methods of death for Yahweh.
Burned alive into ash by the flames in a Formation, smashed into meat paste by a huge stone, or even just having his name called, he was collected into a gourd and turned into pus and blood.
Tang Song looked at Yahweh's Sacred Soul, which was emitting a powerful Aura, and shrugged towards Master Ancient One. He clearly understood that the Sorcerer Supreme had seen some of his abilities in a certain Timeline.
He might as well stop hiding his capabilities.
Tang Song smiled slightly at Yahweh. If this were the complete form of Yahweh, he might have to play it safe for a bit. But a Soul Body, and one entangled by Karma Fire at that.
Just the methods he knew to detonate this Karma Fire numbered in the dozens.
Did they really think Incense Offerings / Faith Power was just talk? Even at the Origin of the Jambudvīpa World, as far as he knew, there were only three ways to perfectly remove the Poison of Incense Offerings and not be infected by Karma.
Looking at Yahweh, entangled by Karma Fire like this, a Barbarian Wild God, yet daring to call himself God.
Seeing the disdainful smile on Tang Song's face, a bad premonition rose in Yahweh's heart. He couldn't care less about anything else. His entire being transformed into a white light and rushed towards his physical body.
He planned to endure his soul slumbering for another thousand years, but first, he had to kill or drive away these three people.
But how could he be in time? Four beams of pale light directly sealed him from front, back, left, and right.
The four beams of pale light rotated, transforming into four sky-shading and sun-blocking Bone Banners. Strips of Black Energy hung down from the Bone Banners!
They trapped Yahweh's Sacred Soul within, instantly severing his contact with his physical body.
The Ghoul White Bone Banner, this Magic Treasure, was specifically designed to target Souls and Nascent Divinity from the very beginning of its Refinement.
Unless it was a pervert whose physical body and Nascent Divinity were integrated, or in the words of the Jambudvīpa World, one who had achieved Physical Body Attains Sainthood, otherwise, even a Normal True Immortal would be shaken dizzy by this Ghoul White Bone Banner.
If one was not careful and fell into its trap, even their soul would be captured into the banner.
Now, the contact between the physical body and the soul was isolated.
Covered by the Black Energy of the Ghoul White Bone Banner, Yahweh's head immediately felt dizzy, and his entire being became groggy. The four Ghoul White Bone Banners served as Formation flags, and within the Banners, a Space was formed. This Space was filled with Black Mist. Although Yahweh was only his Sacred Soul here, he felt dizzy and lightheaded. Bell sounds echoed overhead. Looking up, Yahweh could vaguely see an ancient, majestic Portal above the Black Mist. Hidden by the Black Mist, the plaque above the Portal was faintly carved with the three large characters: Ghost Gate Pass.
A creaking sound of a door opening. From within the door came a dense sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of iron chains dragging on the Ground, vaguely approaching Yahweh in the Black Mist. "Hell from the Eastern Mythology Pantheon, Ghost Gate Pass!" Yahweh's Sacred Soul showed no panic on its face: "I am God, the only True God in this World. I created all things. Let alone Ghost Gate Pass, even if your Lord of Hell came, he would have to bow to me. I say, let there be light in this World!"
As soon as Yahweh finished speaking, in the Black Mist shrouded by the Ghoul White Bone Banner, a white light suddenly appeared. Pure, extreme white Holy Light broke through the entire Black Mist. The hundreds of thousands of Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Generals led by the Eight Great Yin Commanders in the Black Mist immediately revealed their figures under the Holy Light. Large numbers of ghost soldiers and underworld soldiers, exposed to the Holy Light, instantly turned into wisps of green smoke.
Yahweh looked at the Undead Army annihilated with a single word by him, his face not yet showing a smile.
The Flame of Faith that had been suppressed on his body immediately rose and burned within him.
Suddenly, a Negative Mental Impact, like a heavenly river pouring down, swept towards him along this Flame of Faith like heaven and earth collapsing.
Even Yahweh's Skyfather level Will was like a small boat in a raging sea before this vast mental torrent. It struggled on the crest of a wave for only a moment before being subverted by the giant wave.
Yahweh's eyes were filled with countless faces flashing by. In his ears were the prayers of countless believers, and the tragic wailing of those who died when he launched the Apocalypse and destroyed countless worlds.
The towering resentment caused by the believers' unmet prayers was frantically tearing at Yahweh's mental consciousness.
Wave after wave of Flame of Faith formed by Negative Mental Impact continuously surged towards Yahweh, constantly bombarding his spirit, trying to rush into his brain, trying to rush into his body, and then crush his soul.
That was the resentment of trillions of believers whose prayers could not be satisfied, the Karma Fire formed by the collection of their negative emotions.
Yahweh had absorbed the Power of Faith they offered.
This Strength had elevated his physical body to the Single Universe Level.
But this vast Karma was not something Yahweh could bear. He used to choose to slowly dissolve this Flame of Faith by slumbering.
Even when he occasionally woke up, he was careful not to use too strong a strength.
But now, his consciousness was shaken by the Ghoul White Bone Banner, and the Flame of Faith wrapped around his body immediately rioted.
(End of chapter)
Ancient One closed the rhino horn bone fan, tapping the palm of her left hand with the bone fan, and slowly said to Yahweh: "In the four thousand two hundred and seventeen Timelines I have observed, you only kept your promise in thirteen!"
"In two thousand three hundred and forty-nine Timelines, you successfully broke through the shackles of the skyfather level, led your Angelic Legion to invade the Nine Realms, and then you were killed!"
Yahweh's complexion was initially unsightly listening to Ancient One's earlier words. He did indeed plan to stall for time, waiting until Odin entered Ragnarök and lost Asgard's helping hand, and after he resolved the suffering of the Flame of Faith burning his body, he would immediately lead his army to invade the Nine Realms and turn them into his Land of Faith.
Unfortunately, it seemed Ancient One knew his intentions by observing Timelines.
But what was Ancient One talking about later? He would die, and he had died two thousand three hundred and forty-nine times? How was that possible!
As long as he resolved the trouble of the Flame of Faith burning his body, his strength would be unmatched among all Divine Pantheons, becoming the only True God, the Ruler, in the entire Universe.
Looking at Yahweh's astonished expression, Ancient One merely glanced at him sideways, then turned to look at Tang Song. Master Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, was quite interested in Tang Song's Power System, which did not belong to this Universe.
In over two thousand Timelines, she had witnessed many methods of death for Yahweh.
Burned alive into ash by the flames in a Formation, smashed into meat paste by a huge stone, or even just having his name called, he was collected into a gourd and turned into pus and blood.
Tang Song looked at Yahweh's Sacred Soul, which was emitting a powerful Aura, and shrugged towards Master Ancient One. He clearly understood that the Sorcerer Supreme had seen some of his abilities in a certain Timeline.
He might as well stop hiding his capabilities.
Tang Song smiled slightly at Yahweh. If this were the complete form of Yahweh, he might have to play it safe for a bit. But a Soul Body, and one entangled by Karma Fire at that.
Just the methods he knew to detonate this Karma Fire numbered in the dozens.
Did they really think Incense Offerings / Faith Power was just talk? Even at the Origin of the Jambudvīpa World, as far as he knew, there were only three ways to perfectly remove the Poison of Incense Offerings and not be infected by Karma.
Looking at Yahweh, entangled by Karma Fire like this, a Barbarian Wild God, yet daring to call himself God.
Seeing the disdainful smile on Tang Song's face, a bad premonition rose in Yahweh's heart. He couldn't care less about anything else. His entire being transformed into a white light and rushed towards his physical body.
He planned to endure his soul slumbering for another thousand years, but first, he had to kill or drive away these three people.
But how could he be in time? Four beams of pale light directly sealed him from front, back, left, and right.
The four beams of pale light rotated, transforming into four sky-shading and sun-blocking Bone Banners. Strips of Black Energy hung down from the Bone Banners!
They trapped Yahweh's Sacred Soul within, instantly severing his contact with his physical body.
The Ghoul White Bone Banner, this Magic Treasure, was specifically designed to target Souls and Nascent Divinity from the very beginning of its Refinement.
Unless it was a pervert whose physical body and Nascent Divinity were integrated, or in the words of the Jambudvīpa World, one who had achieved Physical Body Attains Sainthood, otherwise, even a Normal True Immortal would be shaken dizzy by this Ghoul White Bone Banner.
If one was not careful and fell into its trap, even their soul would be captured into the banner.
Now, the contact between the physical body and the soul was isolated.
Covered by the Black Energy of the Ghoul White Bone Banner, Yahweh's head immediately felt dizzy, and his entire being became groggy. The four Ghoul White Bone Banners served as Formation flags, and within the Banners, a Space was formed. This Space was filled with Black Mist. Although Yahweh was only his Sacred Soul here, he felt dizzy and lightheaded. Bell sounds echoed overhead. Looking up, Yahweh could vaguely see an ancient, majestic Portal above the Black Mist. Hidden by the Black Mist, the plaque above the Portal was faintly carved with the three large characters: Ghost Gate Pass.
A creaking sound of a door opening. From within the door came a dense sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of iron chains dragging on the Ground, vaguely approaching Yahweh in the Black Mist. "Hell from the Eastern Mythology Pantheon, Ghost Gate Pass!" Yahweh's Sacred Soul showed no panic on its face: "I am God, the only True God in this World. I created all things. Let alone Ghost Gate Pass, even if your Lord of Hell came, he would have to bow to me. I say, let there be light in this World!"
As soon as Yahweh finished speaking, in the Black Mist shrouded by the Ghoul White Bone Banner, a white light suddenly appeared. Pure, extreme white Holy Light broke through the entire Black Mist. The hundreds of thousands of Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Generals led by the Eight Great Yin Commanders in the Black Mist immediately revealed their figures under the Holy Light. Large numbers of ghost soldiers and underworld soldiers, exposed to the Holy Light, instantly turned into wisps of green smoke.
Yahweh looked at the Undead Army annihilated with a single word by him, his face not yet showing a smile.
The Flame of Faith that had been suppressed on his body immediately rose and burned within him.
Suddenly, a Negative Mental Impact, like a heavenly river pouring down, swept towards him along this Flame of Faith like heaven and earth collapsing.
Even Yahweh's Skyfather level Will was like a small boat in a raging sea before this vast mental torrent. It struggled on the crest of a wave for only a moment before being subverted by the giant wave.
Yahweh's eyes were filled with countless faces flashing by. In his ears were the prayers of countless believers, and the tragic wailing of those who died when he launched the Apocalypse and destroyed countless worlds.
The towering resentment caused by the believers' unmet prayers was frantically tearing at Yahweh's mental consciousness.
Wave after wave of Flame of Faith formed by Negative Mental Impact continuously surged towards Yahweh, constantly bombarding his spirit, trying to rush into his brain, trying to rush into his body, and then crush his soul.
That was the resentment of trillions of believers whose prayers could not be satisfied, the Karma Fire formed by the collection of their negative emotions.
Yahweh had absorbed the Power of Faith they offered.
This Strength had elevated his physical body to the Single Universe Level.
But this vast Karma was not something Yahweh could bear. He used to choose to slowly dissolve this Flame of Faith by slumbering.
Even when he occasionally woke up, he was careful not to use too strong a strength.
But now, his consciousness was shaken by the Ghoul White Bone Banner, and the Flame of Faith wrapped around his body immediately rioted.
(End of chapter)
