Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1670: Chapter 1665: Who Delights?

Career suppression, forbidden to start work.

To do such a thing, the conspirators and Rational Circulators have absolutely no idea what a monumental sin they’ve committed!

Even in the face of the thunderous Gospel, they remain unrepentant.

If that’s the case, this seat has no choice but to count to three.

Accompanied by yet another deep breath is the solemn proclamation in Expert Fu’s heart.

Of course, the first two blasts of Gospel mainly served as tests, and indeed provided many conclusions, but that’s not important.

Judging by actions rather than intentions, the stubbornness of the two is a decided fact.

Now, it’s time for them to see what true power is.

Up till now, we’ve gone down the route of Magic; the Pseudo-Divine Being and Mythical Form have never been used before.

As the deep breath reaches its limit, the audience seems to sense the impending eruption of ancient fear, so much so that even Sha Ming slightly shifts away, ceasing any futile momentum resistance.

Indeed, those who accomplish great things can bend and stretch.

With admiration in heart, however, the third Gospel blast doesn’t come out; Fu Qian locks onto the Messenger atop the craggy head with his mind and casually removes it.

Indeed, he still hesitates to use Pseudo-Divine Being and Mythical Form.

Those who travel a hundred miles, halfway is ninety; the path of Magic hasn’t reached its end yet.

...

Dim light, high chair, long table.

Brother Sanxun indeed didn’t lie; the Holy Land causes a higher-level confinement, not just simple restriction of personal freedom.

As the mask is removed, it forcibly returns to the warehouse without any delay, even the breath held is still in the chest.

Casually exhaling, Fu Qian has no intention of reverting to his original form, instead adapting to the current form, moving with authority to the table.

Brother Sanxun also mentioned, no matter how long you wait here, once you put on the mask you’ll be trapped in that cage again.

You can heal, prepare, and then challenge it repeatedly.

This is the true process of painting blood on the cage, not a careless loophole left behind.

As the mastermind behind the entire event, Sha Ming may not know the Administrator’s secret, but the planning and adaptability are remarkable, especially in decisively handing the most professional part to the Cycle Enforcers, eventually forming this heavenly alignment—which has benefited oneself immensely.

Now, the chat with them is almost done, it’s time to explore some deeper things.

Picking up an old lantern from the table, Fu Qian puts on the mask again.

The cage, indeed ingenious; let’s pull another prisoner in to appreciate it together.

Miniscule Cosmic Aberration.

Secret Skill, Great Summoning Spell.

Roar——

Cycle Enforcer indeed doesn’t speak false words.

Upon reappearing, it truly remains in the mud-covered underground, even the audience stays.

And Fu Qian is not polite, the third roar directly belted out.

Only this time, it’s purely a sonic wave attack, simultaneously knocking on the lantern.

Brightness suddenly rises, the dazzling aberration shines in the dead silent underground.

...

Solo joy is not as good as shared joy.

In fact, ever since Brother Sanxun first mentioned the Prison of Myriad Truths, Fu Qian wasn’t thinking about breaking out, but finding a cellmate, dragging someone else down.

Like some random Cosmic Deities.

Though merely a projection, Fu Qian is still very much looking forward to its reaction to the Holy Land once it appears.

Since last episode, that tree has clearly undergone special changes, truly involving high-level power shifts.

If consistent with previous speculations, the surviving ancient Divine Beings are all carefully preserving themselves.

Then this tree’s evolution shouldn’t wish to be exposed to too many peers.

Even perhaps not willing to be seen by too many peers.

So rather than barging ahead, firing the first shot in the Darkness, Fu Qian prefers letting others start the performance.

The only problem, this appearing Actor...

The brilliant radiance filled the field of vision, lingering longer than last time.

And as it eventually recedes, in the full silence, all gazes shockingly fall upon a newly emerged blurred human figure.

Only a mere outline, yet the splendid colors have been absorbed entirely.

Moreover, not just that, even the original colors of the entire space.

All surroundings, at that moment, are left with only grey and white, the atmosphere of despair further delivered.

Prism of Radiant Transformation?

Others can’t say for sure, but this form is all too familiar to Fu Qian.

During the Night Holy City, the Prism of Radiant Transformation appeared in a similar form, communicating face to face with him.

Did it directly bring forth the true being?

”What is this...?”

Heroic views are often similar, standing a little further away, Sha Ming has already been the first to express a sentiment.

Clearly as the top expert present, it’s easier to receive that share of shock from the suddenly arriving presence.

”Or you might ask it yourself?”

Unfortunately, Fu Qian has no interest in answering, directly replicating the response regarding Miranda from before.

...

”What is this...?”

No need for Sha Ming to ask, the party directly emits a faint sigh.

Simultaneously, Fu Qian can feel the other ”looking” at him once.

Back when facing directly during Night Holy City, that thin fragile feeling re-emerges, every disguise on the body appears clumsy.

”To be active to such an extent... although somewhat chaotic...”

It’s hard to say whether to conceal the true identity, however the other side doesn’t seem inclined to launch a full assault, instead continuing with such tone, conveying fragmented messages.

”Who on earth are you—”

And at the same time, Sha Ming also couldn’t help but ask again.

”What did you do?”

Not just him, in Fu Qian’s unique perception, the voice belonging to the Third Follower also sounds out.

Obviously, Fu Qian’s struggling methods, somewhat unexpected.

Unfortunately, their shock and queries didn’t meet a response.

Next moment, in the hand of the colorful human figure, a sphere of the same color as him appears out of thin air, rapidly expanding.

Indeed, the ruthless speak no more, embodying the Superior Being’s demeanor?

Having entered a watching state, Fu Qian can totally feel the danger of that sphere.

The original purpose of using Great Summoning Spell was merely to avoid exposing the bottom line too hastily.

Using this kind of muddying approach, providing enough weight of variable for this seemingly unsolvable deadlock.

However, the summoned being is indeed way too cooperative.

Not only didn’t seek revenge, even without needing him to incite trouble, it just acted unhesitatingly.

The straightforward decisiveness, as if seeing a colleague who just climbed out of the pit.

The saying is true, the Supernatural World is indeed perilous.

In the midst of feeling, it seems the being wants to live up to this praise that sphere piled to the limit has explosively opened.

Same color as when knocking on the lantern, but brightness a thousand times intensified, once again sweeping across everything within sight.