The Sacred Mountain was worshipped by all races. Countless devout believers knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, worshipping the Sacred Mountain.
At the peak of the Sacred Mountain, the sacrificial altar was blazing with flames.
Around the sacrificial altar, the patriarchs and priests of all races were kneeling. They were densely packed and filled the entire peak of the Sacred Mountain.
At the foot of the Sacred Mountain, countless people from all races were kneeling. The number was probably in the hundreds of millions.
Such a scene would be especially shocking if one were to look down from high up in the sky.
On the sacrificial altar, the High Priest of the Sacred Mountain held a scepter in his hand. He stood there like an emissary of the gods. A supreme divine light shone out, adding to the sacred radiance.
On the pillar of the sacrificial altar, a handsome young man in his twenties was tied up. His body was full of bloody holes and he was on the verge of death.
And this time, the Sacred Mountain was worshipped by all races because of this young man.
The High Priest chanted, and beams of eerie light surged into the young man's body, causing him to suffer hell-like torture. Endless pain wrapped around the young man.
However, the young man was unusually stubborn. Although his expression was extremely painful, he did not make a sound. He relied on his incomparably strong willpower to support his weak body.
The young man's eyes were clear, without a trace of turbidity. It was obvious how strong his willpower was.
Even under such endless torture, he did not compromise at all.
One voice after another rang out from the top of the Sacred Mountain, filled with extreme anger, condemning the young man in speech and writing.
"Qin Xiao blasphemed against the gods. His crime deserves to be cut into pieces."
"The Sacred Mountain's might is sacred and inviolable. Anyone who touches it will die. No one is an exception."
"Hmph, he can be disrespectful to the Sacred Mountain just because he is talented. He cannot be left alive."
"Even if he is a rare martial arts genius, he will die if he dares to touch the Sacred Mountain."
"I hope that the juniors of the Myriad Races will remember the lesson of this child's past."
"We will kill this young man. We pray that the gods will not punish us."
Hearing these words of condemnation, the young man's face was expressionless. He fell from glory to the point of being condemned by tens of thousands because of a conspiracy.
He was originally a peerless genius of the Xiao Clan, a talent rarely seen in a thousand years.
He had no parents and was picked up from the forest by the elders of the Xiao Clan. Therefore, he was not a member of the Xiao Clan.
Because of his status, he was naturally bullied by the people in his clan. Especially because of his extraordinary talent in the Martial Way and his peerless appearance. Once he started cultivating the Martial Way, he would reveal his edge. Naturally, he would attract the jealousy of his peers.
As a result, the grudges between them were quite deep. Therefore, someone set a trap for Xiao Feng, accusing him of blasphemy and challenging the prestige of the Sacred Mountain. This caused the Sacred Mountain to tremble. The Sacred Mountain was shaken, and the High Priest of the Sacred Spirit Emissary was furious. He sent people to arrest Xiao Feng and kill him on the spot as a warning to others.
However, Xiao Feng had an unyielding nature. He knew that he was being framed, so he naturally argued for what was right.
However, when it came to the matter of blaspheming gods, no one listened to Xiao Feng. Thus, they naturally ignored him and killed him in anger.
In order to save his life, Xiao Feng resisted. Naturally, the situation became more and more intense. In the end, Xiao Feng killed the law enforcement team of the Sacred Mountain.
The High Priest was furious. He took action and arrested Xiao Feng. Then, he held a meeting of the ten thousand clans and publicly sentenced Xiao Feng to death. This was to tell the world, to shock the ten thousand clans, and to punish the Sacred Mountain.
Speaking of which, Xiao Feng was an unlucky person with a bitter life.
However, no one sympathized with him. Countless people even called him a bastard, a disaster.
Because of Xiao Feng's involvement, the old man who raised Xiao Feng was also forced into a dead end. After the High Priest finished chanting, he pointed his finger. Countless demonic lights enveloped Xiao Feng. The Sacred Mountain descended, and countless people became even more pious.
"Touch the Sacred Spirit, and your body will be destroyed. Your soul will be imprisoned and trapped in the Nine Tier Purgatory, never to be reincarnated," the High Priest said, and the Heavenly Punishment descended.
At this moment, Xiao Feng, who was enveloped by these divine lights, suddenly became clear in his mind. Memories surged out one after another, instantly causing his eyes to become sharp.
"Ten thousand reincarnations. This is the ten thousandth reincarnation. The dust of ten thousand reincarnations has passed by. How fast. "The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth curled up into a smile.
In fact, he wasn't Xiao Feng. He was Qin Xiao's ten thousandth reincarnation.
Once the ten thousand reincarnations were over, if he couldn't wake up, he would completely sink into oblivion until he died.
However, Qin Xiao had woken up from the ten thousand reincarnations. This meant that he had endured the ten thousand reincarnations.
"The Dreamland Realm is indeed a higher-level illusion technique. After experiencing the Ten Thousand Reincarnations, my illusion technique has directly risen to the seventh level. Unfortunately, it hasn't risen to the eighth level." Qin Xiao curled her lips. She shook her head inwardly, feeling somewhat regretful.
If he could break through to the eighth level of illusions in one go, he would be a heaven-defying monster.
However, after thinking about it, he felt relieved. If he could reach that level in one step, it would be strange.
One had to know that the eighth level of illusions was an illusion technique that could deal with Sovereigns. It was inconceivably powerful.
The seventh level of illusions was enough.
It could be said that Qin Xiao had achieved his goal.
At this moment, the High Priest frowned slightly. He discovered that Qin Xiao didn't die after he sent down the divine punishment.
Not only did he not die, but the injuries on his body also healed in an instant. His entire person also changed from his dispirited appearance, and his aura soared.
What's going on?
With a thought, Qin Xiao's thick black iron chains turned into nothingness.
Qin Xiao took a step forward, and his entire person soared into the void like a god.
Such a change caused the entire Sacred Mountain to fall into silence. Everyone looked at Xiao Feng with incomparable shock.
Even the High Priest's gaze became incomparably strange. The way he looked at Qin Xiao changed greatly.
Qin Xiao's gaze swept around indifferently, and finally landed on the High Priest. With Xiao Feng's memories, Qin Xiao naturally knew what was going on. He naturally knew the origin of the High Priest in front of him.
In terms of strength, the High Priest in front of him was roughly equivalent to the Wondrous Technique Realm of the Nine Provinces World.
Such a realm was extremely ordinary in the Nine Provinces World. However, in this place, it was incomparably powerful. No one could compare to it.
The people worshipping him were very weak. There weren't even many in the Bone Transformation Realm, and very few in the Reincarnation Realm. Most of them were only in the Strength and Spirit Energy Realms.
Qin Xiao glanced at the Sacred Mountain. The so-called god that lived there was the object of worship of the myriad races.
In fact, it was only equivalent to the Saint Realm of the Nine Provinces World.
A Saint Realm expert could live for ten thousand years.
Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, a Saint Realm expert was a god-like existence. They were worshipped and worshipped by the myriad races.
"You, a mere Wondrous Technique Realm expert, dare to call yourself a god's messenger? You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth," Qin Xiao said indifferently.
Hearing Qin Xiao's words, the High Priest's expression became even more strange and unsightly. The worshippers were even more shocked. They didn't know what was going on.
In their eyes, only the High Priest was capable of standing in the air.
Since when did Xiao Feng become so powerful?
Wasn't he only in the early stage of the Bone Transformation Realm?
The High Priest also felt a powerful threat from Qin Xiao's body. This made the High Priest very unhappy. He shouted angrily, "How dare you disrespect this High Priest. Quickly come and die!"
The High Priest's dignity couldn't be challenged by anyone.
The High Priest attacked again. This time, he attacked with all his strength.
However, in Qin Xiao's eyes, the High Priest wasn't even an ant. As soon as he attacked, Qin Xiao swept over with his will. The High Priest immediately fell to the ground, dead.
Dead?
On the summit of the Holy Mountain, when the Patriarchs and Priests saw this scene, their eyes widened, and they stared dumbfounded at all this. They were shocked to the extreme.
This was the High Priest, an invincible existence in their hearts. This was the god's messenger. How could the High Priest die?
Moreover, he died without even touching the corner of Xiao Feng's clothes. How could this be?
In everyone's hearts, the High Priest had always been incomparably powerful. He had always been high and mighty. He had always been an existence that they respected.
However, such an existence had died in front of them without even being able to withstand a single blow. This was naturally a huge blow to them.
The High Priest died just like that. It was too unbelievable.
What was going on?
How could Xiao Feng be so powerful?
How could this be?
Countless questions surged in everyone's hearts.
After dealing with the High Priest, Qin Xiao looked at the Sacred Mountain and said, "You should come out too. Don't hide there. Do you really think you're a god? You're just a Sage. You're still too far away from becoming a god. You're not even a god. Do you think it's useful to collect the power of faith? There's no way to help you break through to the Divine Realm. "
"Don't you think it's funny that you're spreading faith here and fooling others?"
Boom!!!
Qin Xiao's words sounded like thunder in everyone's hearts. Countless people had the impulse to come up and kill Qin Xiao. How dare he blaspheme a god in public and offend a god?
This was simply unforgivable.
However, Qin Xiao's strength was there for all to see. Naturally, no one dared to act rashly.
"Hmph, arrogant brat. How dare you!"
A figure soared into the sky. Divine light shone, illuminating the entire Sacred Mountain.
This was the god that the Sacred Mountain referred to.
Qin Xiao's gaze fell on the so-called god indifferently. He said, "The one who should be bold is you. You call yourself a god. Aren't you bold and reckless?"
"Brat, you're courting death." The so-called god was completely enraged. He wanted to kill Qin Xiao.
However, before he could reach Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao pointed his finger and imprisoned his body in the air.
The so-called god's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Qin Xiao, dumbfounded. His face was full of disbelief. "You, you're a god. A god!"
What?
A god?
Xiao Feng was a god?
The people who were worshipping were completely dumbfounded. How could Xiao Feng be a god? This was too unbelievable.
Qin Xiao ignored the people and looked at the void. "The reincarnation of ten thousand generations should be over."
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