Tang Zheng stood at the edge of the cliff and naturally knew that the other party had caught up.
This person was in his twenties and was in the prime of his life. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. There was a bit of scholarly elegance in his heroic appearance, but there was a mysterious aura around him.
Ordinary people might not be able to sense it, but it couldn't hide it from Tang Zheng.
This person was also looking at Tang Zheng's back like a torch, as if he wanted to see through him.
"May I ask who you are?" This person hesitated for a long time before finally asking.
Tang Zheng slowly turned around and looked at him calmly, "I'm just a passing traveler."
"Passing traveler?" This person revealed a look of suspicion, "I don't think so. You have an aura that I'm familiar with. You're very powerful, so powerful that you make everyone shrink back."
"Oh?"
Tang Zheng's eyes lit up. This person had good eyesight and actually saw that Tang Zheng was different from others. He praised, "Your cultivation is not weak and your eyesight is not bad."
This person couldn't see through Tang Zheng, but Tang Zheng could see through him with a single glance.
The cultivation system of this world was completely different. It was a different cultivation method and every realm was completely different from Tang Zheng's world.
"You flatter me. I'm still young and still have a long way to go." This person didn't claim credit and instead said humbly, "My name is Yu Zhitian. May I ask for your name?"
"Yu Zhitian." Tang Zheng muttered, "Your name is not ordinary. My name is very simple, Tang Zheng."
"Tang Zheng, I'll remember it." Yu Zhitian said, "As for my name, it's a long story."
"I saw you in the temple just now and you didn't seem to care about the statue. Could it be that you don't believe in the gods?" Yu Zhitian asked doubtfully.
"I don't." Tang Zheng replied honestly.
Yu Zhitian's eyelids twitched, "If you don't believe in the gods, the gods won't protect you when calamities descend. Only a devout believer will be protected by the gods. Don't you understand this principle? "
Tang Zheng asked with a smile, "It seems like you're a very devout believer."
"No!" Yu Zhitian shook his head, "I am not a believer, but a divine envoy."
"Divine Envoy?"
It was Tang Zheng's turn to be surprised. He had never heard of this name before.
"Precisely, the god's emissary, the temple's guardian." Yu Zhitian said proudly, slightly raising his head.
Tang Zheng felt a chill run down his spine. The influence and style of the Divine Race in the two human worlds were completely different. In Tang Zheng's world, they were more lax, but in this world, there were still Divine Envoys.
This meant that the other party was his enemy.
Tang Zheng maintained his composure and said, "There should be many Divine Envoys in this world, right?"
"Yes, we are all from the Shinto religion. God's messengers roam the world, spreading the glory and will of God, making all living beings believe in God and become devout believers of God."
"Shinto." Tang Zheng keenly noticed these three words. This group of Oracles was not a simple group, but a strict organization. They even formed a Shinto sect.
Immediately, Tang Zheng developed a strong interest in this Shinto Sect. He went straight to the point and asked, "Where is the Shinto Sect?"
Yu Zhitian said in astonishment, "You want to go to the Shinto Sect? That's not an ordinary place. "
"Aren't you guys spreading the glory of God? If you can convince me to believe in God, hehe, then for you guys, it will definitely be a great merit. "Tang Zheng said meaningfully.
Yu Zhitian was confused, "How come I don't understand what you mean? But spreading the glory of God is the duty of us Divine Envoys. I see that you are quite fated with God, so it's not impossible. "
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Yu Zhitian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright, follow me. You have to be careful, there aren't many cultivators left in this world. Instead, there are martial artists running amok. If we were to be discovered by martial artists, it would instead cause unnecessary trouble."
Tang Zheng suddenly realized that the cultivators of this world were called cultivators. As for the name of martial artists, it had not changed.
"This point is similar to my world. Martial artists occupy an absolute majority, while cultivators are very few." Tang Zheng thought to himself.
"Aren't martial artists believers of God?"
"Of course they are. It's just that our cultivation methods are different, so some people have prejudices. In the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators and martial artists are different, but in the eyes of Divine Envoys, the two are the same. There is no difference."
"You guys treat everyone equally."
"That's natural."
Yu Zhitian pointed his finger forward, and a flying sword glittering with cold light appeared in front of the cliff. Yu Zhitian called out to Tang Zheng and said, "Quickly come up, the Shinto Sect is very far, we will need to fly for two days to reach."
"Your treasured sword is not bad."
"Of course, this is a King Weapon." Yu Zhitian said with a smile, very satisfied with his magic treasure.
"King Weapon? It seems that the level of magic treasures in this world is different. "Tang Zheng noted it down. Even if it was a King Weapon, in Tang Zheng's eyes, it was too weak.
"Quickly come up, we are setting off." Yu Zhitian urged.
Tang Zheng jumped on the flying sword and said, "You lead the way."
"Ah?"
Yu Zhitian did not understand, but did not think too much about it and said, "Stand firm."
Whoosh!
The flying sword quickly flew forward, bringing with it a stream of air. The biting cold wind whistled in their ears.
"Too slow, let's hurry up." Tang Zheng said.
Yu Zhitian's face reddened, "I only have this speed."
"Then let me do it."
Just as Tang Zheng finished speaking, the flying sword let out a violent sound, as if it was a ray of light flying out.
"Ah —"
Yu Zhitian cried out in alarm, swaying for a moment, almost falling off the flying sword.
"Be careful." Tang Zheng reminded.
Yu Zhitian stared blankly at his feet. Was this still his flying sword? How could it be so fast?
He turned his head to look at Tang Zheng beside him, his eyes filled with shock. Who was this person? His strength was so terrifying, it was something he had rarely seen in his life.
"Could it be that his strength is as high as the Dao Master's?"
Weng, weng, weng!
Suddenly, the flying sword trembled violently, as if it could not bear such a fast speed and was about to fall apart.
Yu Zhitian's little heart thumped as he shouted, "Stop, stop quickly, my Flying Swan Sword can't take it anymore."
"It's fine, it'll be able to take it after raising its grade."
"Is it that easy to raise its grade?" Yu Zhitian did not know whether to laugh or cry. This person said it so casually, as if raising its grade was something that could be done with a single sentence.
Boom!
A burst of flames soared into the sky, enveloping the Flying Swan Sword and interrupting Yu Zhitian's thoughts.
He looked at this scene in horror.
The flames that appeared out of nowhere were constantly tempering his Flying Swan Sword, but the two of them were standing on it, not affected at all.
Yu Zhitian and the Flying Swan Sword were telepathically connected, so he immediately felt that the Flying Swan Sword was undergoing a qualitative change.
"He's refining, and he's refining while flying." Yu Zhitian did not know what words to use to describe his feelings.
This kind of divine ability was unheard of, never seen before.
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