The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 896 The Kingdom of God Arrives (3K+, plus more)
Four people in the Shenzang realm fell from the sky, and what they saw was a huge and beautiful city slowly unfolding on the Great Wall.

The scenery is completely different from that of the Tang Dynasty. Buildings rise into the sky and neon lights are dancing everywhere.

The body of the Supreme God was embedded in the steel jungle, and a huge face like a celestial body could be vaguely seen on the horizon.

The trains roared incessantly, speeding from all over the city, like countless sharp arrows heading towards the huge face, creating countless potholes.

"Lan Qi, you actually..."

The fisherman was the first to see whose trick it was and was shocked.

Countless blue-haired girls of all sizes on the building's screen snorted at the same time: "What can I do! You managed to escape by relying on your acquaintances, but what about us? Now we have no choice but to confront the Temple!"

"Us? Who else?"

The fisherman was just beginning to wonder when he saw a funeral procession made up of snow-white paper figures emerging from the neon lights deep in the city, carrying paper coffins and slowly walking towards the Supreme God.

He immediately realized that this was the colleague with whom he had worked for the temple.

The Supreme God was now unable to resist such means because of the influence of strange aura. He slowly opened his lips with a dazed look and let these creatures slowly crawl into his mouth.

As the Supreme God swallowed more and more paper figures, his entire face became a little strange. His huge eyes, as big as the sun on the horizon, began to ooze out densely packed tiny pieces of paper, as if maggots were growing out of them. Paper scraps kept falling off the cracks in his snow-white skin, and his entire face was swelling and collapsing.

With the help of the Fisherman, the Great Witch, and Mei Yuxing, the Supreme God gradually disappeared.

The divine power is dissipating and the evil power is backfiring.

The darkness is gradually engulfing the Supreme God.

A feeling of resentment that should not have belonged to God enveloped Him.

A roar came out of His mouth hoarsely.

But to the people fighting on this level of the Great Wall, it sounded just an obscure, hoarse whimper.

In the end, it was a figure like a mummy, with bloody claws revealed in his hands, grabbing towards the Supreme God, and blood rose from his face like boiling lava.

And in the sky, a long sword broke through the air, and the sword light fell like a meteor, almost splitting the face of the Supreme God completely in two.

It seemed that he was about to succeed in slaying the god.

However, a strange smile appeared on the Supreme God's face, which had been torn into pieces, and the two corners of his mouth curled up to form a sarcastic arc.

Confetti flew out of his mouth like a blizzard, instantly hitting the trains speeding in front of him. Trains were smashed into pieces, and the wreckage crashed into the tall buildings, turning into dazzling flames and the sound of explosions.

Everyone immediately dispersed and took shelter in tall buildings.

At the same time, a snow-white country is expanding above the city.

Radiating outward from the broken head of the Supreme God, it was like a dreamlike mirage formed from the brain of the God, constantly spreading and slowly pressing towards the entire neon city.

It even went downwards, infecting the Great Wall below, from the dilapidated inner city to the sleepy outer city.

The power of the Supreme God is indeed weakening.

But at the same time, He also burned with His final will.

A vast and majestic divine domain slowly spread out in the void.

That was the final trump card——

The kingdom of God is finally coming to the earth.

This will completely devour the human world, along with the fate of the four nations that have been disturbed and unable to be devoured...

However, just as the Kingdom of God was about to bring down the Great Wall, an insignificant resistance suddenly appeared.

A pear tree that had lost all its petals long ago stood alone under the kingdom of God.

Shaky.

After all, one person cannot support the whole thing.

But what if there are more?
Groups of pink and white little figures came out from nowhere, avoiding the still sleeping residential areas, and took root in the broken bricks and tiles of the inner city of the Great Wall.

In an instant, branches and leaves broke through the ground, intertwined and spread, and in the blink of an eye, they became a forest, turning into pillars supporting the sky, gradually holding up the kingdom of God that was about to fall.

The two pear trees beside Song Haiyin also bowed deeply to her, as if saying goodbye or thanking her, and then they ran towards their companions while growing rapidly. In a moment, they had become as thick as three people could hug together and merged into the lush green forest.

No one could see that at the root of the original pear tree, in the small pavilion surrounded by trees, the hooded Holy Lady of Lingqiu was sitting quietly.

She didn't know when she had arrived here.

He reached out and gently stroked the thick tree trunk beside him, whispering softly:

"Grow up quickly... grow up quickly..."

In response to her, there was the rustling sound of the trees trembling.

The pear tree lived up to expectations and grew healthily.

Furthermore, along her hand, the skin and the bark connected seamlessly, with green lines running all the way up her arm, interweaving flesh and wood.

She and the tree gradually became one.

She raised her head and the hood slipped off, revealing a pale face covered with light blue lines. Her emerald eyes looked towards the snowy country that was so close to her.

His mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to be mumbling something.

If someone were here, they would be surprised to find that the lip shape was faintly forming the word "sister".

……

"elder sister……"

"Go and call my sister..."

Inside the green tent, the white-haired old man tossed and turned, muttering to himself.

Wen Siyuan listened attentively for a few words, but could only hear fragments of speech.

But the look on his face was truly frightening. His sparse white hair on his forehead was damp with sweat, and his clothes were also soaked. I didn’t know if it was because of a terrifying nightmare, or if the heater in the room was turned on too high.

I patted my father's shoulder, trying to wake him up:
"Dad! Dad! Wake up!"

But the old man was still immersed in the nightmare, his forehead wrinkled and his mumbling became even louder.

Wen Siyuan moved closer and was able to faintly hear two words.

"elder sister?"

He was stunned.

It's strange, I've never heard that my father has a sister...

Maybe it was a nightmare.

He pushed harder:

"Dad! Wake up!"

This time, the old man's reaction was quite intense.

His entire face was twisted into an expression of pain, as if being pulled by memories, and he suddenly shouted:

"Sister! It wasn't me! It really wasn't me! Forgive me! Forgive me! Forgive me..."

Before he uttered the last word "forgiveness", he suddenly sat up.

The old man was breathing heavily, his whole body trembling with fear, as if the nightmare was still haunting him.

Wen Siyuan had never seen his father so silent before, so he asked tentatively, "Dad...are you okay?"

The old man's eyes were dazed for a long time, as if he couldn't recognize who was in front of him, until he slowly narrowed his eyes and uttered a word hoarsely in his throat:

"……father?"

It was just a light word, but it made Wen Siyuan almost jump up from the bed. "Dad! Don't scare me!"

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't be confused at this time!"

It took calling "Dad" several times for the old man's soul to be brought back to reality little by little.

"Ahem, I...I'm fine."

The old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked again:

"What time is it now?"

Wen Siyuan was still full of doubts, but he could only suppress them for the time being and replied, "It's already Yin time."

The old man frowned and said, "It's only Yin Shi, why are you calling me up?"

Wen Siyuan's eyes flashed with an irrepressible excitement, and he whispered: "The Kingdom of God... The Kingdom of God has arrived!"

"What? No...it shouldn't be today." The old man's brows frowned instantly.

"I don't know why either," Wen Siyuan lowered his voice, "but it's absolutely true! I heard that many noble families have already taken action quietly..."

When the old man heard this, he sat up straight.

"Then what are you still standing there for? Why don't you hurry up and get ready?"

"Don't worry, my son has made all the arrangements."

"Really?"

"Well, the altar has been set up, everything has been prepared, and the program has been downloaded."

There was a hint of anticipation in Wen Siyuan's eyes, as if he was waiting for a compliment from his father.

But the old man's thoughts had turned to other places: "Is there anyone talking over there?"

"My son said this was your will, how dare they say anything?"

"That's what I expected. Humph, they got up thanks to us. Everything in the warehouse belongs to us. What's wrong with using some of them?"

"Dad is right."

"Hel me up."

"it is good."

Wen Siyuan hurried forward and carefully helped his old father up. Then, as instructed, he took out a set of brocade robes with auspicious crane patterns from the cabinet and helped him change clothes. Then he carefully tied up his sparse white hair, combed his hair into a bun, and put on a hair crown.

Old Master Wen looked at himself in the bronze mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

"On such an important day, we must dress decently."

"Father, how does your body...feel?"

He thought of the old man's appearance just now, which seemed like he was in a strange delirium, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Don't worry." The old man slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his lips, "I have absorbed those blessings, and I have never felt better."

As he spoke, he shook his sleeves and looked a little more complacent.

"Let's go."

"But..." Wen Siyuan hesitated.

Old Master Wen waved his hand and said, "The Kingdom of God has been opened now. If you want to leave, hurry up and don't be so long-winded."

"Just us? The side branch..."

"The rest depends on their luck. We can't rely on them for everything, right?"

"Yes."

"Leave more offerings, they will always be useful in the Kingdom of God, don't spend them on these useless people."

When Wen Siyuan heard what the old man said, he was silent for a moment, then asked, "Then...what about Wei Lan?"

"Her?" The old man sneered, "Those who don't obey should be punished. Let her join the second batch. After she learns a lesson, she will know which side to stand on."

"Yes."

The two walked out of the courtyard, and a simple altar had been set up outside.

There was a wooden table covered with gold brocade, with a few bloody offerings placed on the table, and there were also several high-level storage bags, all of which were bulging with things.

In the incense burner, a stick of incense is burning.

What was offered up after burning incense was actually a divine book mirage device.

Old Man Wen looked up at the sky and saw a snow-white sky with faint shadows of beautiful buildings and surrounded by rosy clouds, like a fairyland.

"Good good!"

Mr. Wen was also excited.

Take the Divine Book Mirage Instrument from the altar.

Wen Siyuan was rubbing his hands, looking forward to it.

Mr. Wen doesn't understand these new things, but he still wants to do this crucial step himself.

He scratched it a few times with trembling hands, but there was no response.

"Dad, it's here." Wen Siyuan pointed out quickly, "This is the new procedure of the temple - [Ye Tian Men]."

"Ohhh, that's a good name."

"Yes, it's a good idea."

Mr. Wen clicked on the icon of the miniature temple.

The next moment, a snow-white illusion rose from the instrument and instantly enveloped the courtyard.

In the illusion, there was a courtyard that looked exactly the same, except that it had turned into a blanket of snow-white, without any color at all.

Old Master Wen flicked his sleeves and strode into the illusion.

What’s strange is that in the past these mirage devices could only be entered with the mind, but now one can enter with the whole body, as if it were just a portal.

It is indeed [Ye Tian Men].

Wen Siyuan didn't follow and looked towards the courtyard gate.

"What's wrong? Are you waiting for Zhang Lan?" Old Master Wen saw through his thoughts and chuckled.

"No, son, just looking."

Wen Siyuan pondered for a long time, and finally took a step forward and followed in.

As he walked closer, the illusion finally slowly disappeared.

Everything on the altar disappeared, leaving only an empty incense burner.

In the courtyard, only the Divine Book Mirage Device was left lying quietly, with a barely perceptible black aura stained on its shell, and there was no trace of its original snow-white holiness.

Scenes like this appear in many places.

Especially in the capitals of the four countries, in the markets where the aristocratic families lived, mirage devices or spiritual messages were opened, illusions lit up, and figures sank into them.

The Kingdom of God opens its doors.

Countless people can't wait.

But there are also people who are unwilling to do so.