"Lord Shaman, I can compensate you as long as it is within my capabilities."
Fenghao suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke with sincerity to the old man.
He did not want to become enemies with the Barbarian Race, this was not something he wanted to see. If he could reconcile with them, he would do his best.
"This …"
The old shaman could not react in time, but seeing how serious Feng Hao was, he knew that something big must have happened in the ancestral worship ground. His expression immediately darkened.
The ancestral worship ground could be said to be the foundation of the Barbarian Race. Generations of sacred beasts would die inside. If it was destroyed, the loss would not be small and could not be measured with money.
However, when he slightly raised his head, he saw a pair of gem-like eyes and his heart trembled.
"Hehe, little brother, you are treating me like an outsider."
The old man took a deep breath before putting on a somewhat forced smile. He kindly said to Fenghao, "It's just training, after all. It's hard to avoid some accidents. This is pardonable. Moreover, since you're able to tell me honestly, this means that you didn't do it on purpose. Don't you think so?"
"This … was indeed an accident, I didn't pay attention."
Feng Hao was startled, but soon after, he awkwardly replied.
At that time, he was completely focused on opening his aperture and did not think too much about the environment around him. It was indeed not on purpose.
"It's fine, as long as little brother remembers that we are friends, it's fine."
The old shaman spoke with deep meaning. His eyes flashed with a trace of excitement, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After staying in the Barbarian Race for another day, Feng Hao set off for the Feng Clan.
He must first deal with the matter of the Temple of Light before he could go to the Heavenly Academy with a peace of mind. Otherwise, the Temple of Light would be like a fishbone stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to swallow and making him feel uncomfortable.
As for the old shaman, after Feng Hao left, he summoned the patriarchs of the five great venerated clans and activated the teleportation array. He arrived at the ancestral worship ground alone and saw the destruction caused by the Heavenly Punishment. He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"What exactly is he doing inside?"
The old man felt like he couldn't wrap his head around what was going on. The scene before him was a complete mess. Rocks and trees had been destroyed, and everything had collapsed. Even the terrain had changed.
Furthermore, he could feel that the Essence Qi in the surrounding space had thinned by who knew how many times, to the point that it was almost non-existent.
"What's going on?"
His face was ashen. He had originally thought that Feng Hao would only destroy a small area at most. The scene in front of him was somewhat unacceptable.
He stood up and arrived at the edge of the collapsed basin. Immediately, he sensed a destructive aura …
"Could this be … Heavenly Punishment?"
The old priest's eyebrows furrowed slightly. A moment later, a trace of shock flashed through his eyes as he cried out.
He was no stranger to such fluctuations.
"How is that possible? He's only at the level of Wu Huang. How could he be punished by the heavens?"
The old priest found it hard to believe. However, the area before him was clearly not caused by ordinary circumstances. Only the Heavenly Punishment could explain this. He was instantly dumbfounded and could not speak for a long time.
"Rumor has it that there was once a person who had Eight Chakras due to his Taoist core. This person was not tolerated by the heavens, so he had to go through the Heavenly Punishment …"
After a long while, he searched through the memories in his mind and remembered the legend of Eight Chakras. His body instantly trembled and shock flashed through his eyes.
Every single person who had Eight Chakras was a person with extraordinary talent. It was fine if they could not go through the Heavenly Punishment, but if they did, then their future path would be limitless.
"So that's how it is …"
The old priest let out a heavy sigh, then turned around and left the ancestral worship ground.
If it had been anyone else, the Berserkers would have definitely hunted them down and killed them, even if they had to wage war against the human race. However, this person could not. Even if he completely destroyed the ancestral worship ground, the old priest would still welcome him with a smile and would not blame him.
…
In the past two years, the Temple of Light's influence in the Primordial World had declined rapidly. It was already dispensable. Moreover, the Temple of Light's selection of God's Servants had aroused the suspicions of many commoners. Therefore, it was not just the branches of the Temple of Light in the Ten Great Empires that were deserted. Even the Sacred Mountain of Light was deserted.
In just one year, the last trump card of the Temple of Light had been completely destroyed by the Apothecary Guild.
Feng Hao was not too surprised when he heard about this from Feng Zhentian. However, he was also a little happy and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He was a little afraid. Fortunately, he had the Medical Saint Sacred Ground under his control. Otherwise, if the Medical Saint Sacred Ground had been controlled by the Temple of Light, the consequences would have been unimaginable. No one would be able to keep the Temple of Light in check in the future.
However, although the Temple of Light had made some small moves, they did not make any big moves. This made Feng Hao feel a little puzzled.
Could it be that the Temple of Light was really waiting for its doom?
He shook his head and did not think too much about it. Instead, he turned to the glowing Feng Zhentian and said, "Clan Leader, since the time is ripe, it's time to eradicate the Temple of Light."
"Okay."
Feng Zhentian nodded his head slightly with a hint of lament in his eyes.
There was a time when the Radiance Alliance had suppressed the Feng Family to the point where they could not even lift their heads. However, in just a few years, the situation had reversed. Presumably, the people of the Temple of Light were like ants on a hot pan now.
"I have already discussed this with the Ten Great Empires. They have agreed to work together to suppress the Temple of Light. This time, we will eliminate the weeds at the roots."
The Ten Great Empires did not have a good impression of the Temple of Light to begin with. Given the Feng Family's suggestion and the benefits, they had no reason to reject it.
"Very well, we will make our move three days later."
Feng Hao nodded his head as a cold light flickered in his eyes.
He could not forget that mysterious man. He was too powerful. What exactly was that special energy? He had searched through all the ancient books but could not find any trace of it.
Furthermore, the terrifying Demonic Ruler made Feng Hao feel uneasy. He could not understand why the Temple of Light would have two Monarch Weapons.
Therefore, he had to get rid of that person. Otherwise, he would become his greatest enemy.
Thinking about it, the Mother Insect was almost invincible in the Origin Realm due to its special energy. However, the mysterious man's energy was not inferior to the Mother Insect's. If he managed to surpass Wu Huang and become a Sage, he would definitely be extremely terrifying. No one would be able to suppress him.
The more he thought about it, the more anxious Feng Hao became. He could not sit still. Together with Feng Zhentian and Huang Tianyun, the three of them flew toward the Sacred Mountain of Light.
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