I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 236: The Power of Faith Rises Rapidly
The reason why the immortals in the "Ethereal State" are more powerful than those in the "Hunyuan State" is that they are in an extremely rational and clear state at this time, and can use extremely powerful "immortal arts".

"The tide of destruction!"

The "Old Immortal" in a perfect ethereal state uttered four words coldly.

In an instant, Li Qingyun felt as if his body was pierced by countless blades. Every inch of his skin and every meridian seemed to be peeled apart by an invisible force.

The faith he held on to was collapsing, the path he pursued was fading, the strength in his body was being weakened, and even the edge of the Hongmeng purple-gold sword in his hand was dimming.

"Oh no, what kind of spell is this..."

Li Qingyun's heart was filled with alarm.

His soul seemed to be thrown into an abyss, with countless harsh whispers echoing in his ears. That was the "Tide of Destruction" of the "Old Immortals", a destructive force specifically targeting rules and order itself.

Any common sense was crushed in this tide, and even the most basic law of cause and effect was ruthlessly obliterated.

"puff--"

Li Qingyun vomited blood and staggered backwards in the air, with black air continuously overflowing from his seven orifices.

His energy and blood quickly dried up, and his spirit and soul were oppressed to the point of near collapse.

The "Old Immortal" slowly raised a flawless arm made entirely of seven-colored crystals and pointed it at Li Qingyun.

There was no emotion in his eyes, and his cold tone was like a judgment from fate:
"Waixian, you are too weak."

At this moment, the void trembled, and then a beam of light as dark as the abyss shot out from His fingertips. It was a force more terrifying than the tide of destruction, and it directly destroyed existence itself.

The light beam approached rapidly. Li Qingyun tensed up, tightly gripped the purple-gold sword, and used his last bit of strength to swing out a strike.

However, when his sword light touched the beam of light, it was instantly devoured. His body was blown away and slammed heavily into the void, and blood spilled into the starry sky.

"Is it really impossible to compete?"

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up, but his whole body was covered with wounds and his breath was extremely weak.

Just when he thought the game was over, he suddenly heard a low murmur in his ears. The voice seemed to come from outside the infinite space, carrying a warm yet strange power. It gradually became clearer and surrounded his soul.

Li Qingyun's eyes suddenly lit up.

He slowly raised his head and saw a little faint light quietly emerging in the void, like a star in the darkness, emitting a warm glow.

There were only a few of these light spots at first, but in a flash, they turned into a galaxy all over the sky, brilliant and dazzling, embellishing the originally dead and silent void with a dreamlike look.

"these are……"

Li Qingyun watched all this in shock, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, "The power of prayer! These are my believers!"

Countless prayers began to flood into his consciousness, some urgent, some fanatical, some pious - "Ji Xian, please grant us shelter!", "Please bless us to defeat evil!", "Ji Xian lives forever!"

The light spots gathered more and more, they shone, forming an endless galaxy, wrapping Li Qingyun's body in it.

That is the power of believers’ prayers!
It came from the distant human world, across the endless starry sky, broke through the barrier of the fallen immortal's dream, and poured down at this moment.

This power of faith is so pure that it even transcends the rules themselves and blends with the will of the entire starry sky.

"This is impossible!"

A hint of doubt finally emerged in the voice of the Old Immortal, "Why can you summon the power of believers in the starry sky? Why can you break the barrier of dreams!?"

Li Qingyun did not answer. He closed his eyes and quietly felt the tremendous power flowing into his body.

The power of faith not only healed his injuries, but also pushed his divinity to a whole new level.

He could feel that his power was no longer simply the power of rules, but an existence of a higher dimension.

When he opened his eyes again, the purple-gold sword had lit up again, its light brighter than ever before, emitting brilliance and majesty that pierced the soul.

"Don't you want to destroy Taoism?"

Li Qingyun spoke coldly, his voice calm and majestic, transcending the mundane level, "Then let me tell you what the true way of heaven is."

As his voice fell, the light around him suddenly surged, and countless runes emerged in the void.

These runes are older and more magnificent than the ancient immortals' runes of destruction, as if they run through the origin of the universe.

"Robbery Shadow Seals the Sky!"

Li Qingyun let out a low shout and raised the purple-gold sword in his hand high. The shadow of a mysterious palace suddenly descended and hovered and vibrated above his head.

The power of faith in his body continued to gather, and in an instant he transformed into a true god, dominating everything and bringing down endless calamities.

At this moment, the world was silent, and the entire starry sky seemed to hold its breath.

A golden beam of light shot up from Li Qingyun's hand into the sky, piercing through the void and reaching the end of the galaxy.

In this column of light, a blurry shadow emerged. The shadow was so huge that it seemed to transcend the dimensions of time and space.

The phantom slowly raised his arm, and invisible pressure enveloped the entire battlefield.

The body of the Old Immortal trembled violently, and cracks appeared on the surface of His perfect crystal, as if He was being decomposed by some higher-level power.

"Impossible...this is impossible!"

The Old Immortal finally revealed a look of shock, "How can a mere outsider immortal manipulate such pure power of faith!?"

Li Qingyun did not answer. He suddenly swung down the purple-gold sword, and countless rules of power turned into a destructive light, directly slashing towards the core of the Old Immortal.

"boom--!"

The light pierced through the void, and the strong shock wave destroyed everything in an instant.

The Old Immortal let out a desperate roar, and his body continued to disintegrate in the destructive force, eventually turning into countless fragments and dissipating into nothingness.

Li Qingyun stood in the broken void, the aftermath of the battlefield had not yet dissipated.

The surrounding starlight was dim and distant, and the remaining immortal aura from the past was still surging slightly, but it could no longer pose a threat to him.

His immortal body glowed slightly, and a purple-gold long sword was inserted beside him. The runes emerging on the sword seemed to resonate with the origin of the starry sky.

"The power of faith..."

Li Qingyun looked down at his hands. It was a power he had never felt before.

[Kill the dream god and obtain the 9th element of the 'Power of Rules'...]

The power of rules that had just escaped from the shattered godhead of the Old Immortal was now continuously flowing into his body, pushing him to a whole new height.

His consciousness seemed to penetrate layers of barriers and saw more truth about the origin of this dream world.

Each rule of power is like an independent fragment of the law, interweaving in the depths of his soul, forming a complex picture that is difficult to understand.

He felt that these powers not only enhanced his status, but also gave him stronger "control" capabilities.

He can even use the magical power of the fifth-level "Holy Judge" to transform his will into purer rules of heaven and interfere with the cause and effect in the void.

Li Qingyun looked deep and slowly raised his hand. A ray of golden light emerged in the void. It was the embodiment of rules, like a long winding golden chain that ran through time and space.

However, his thoughts were soon interrupted.

Just as he was feeling the power of rules, a faint but clear pull came from afar. It was a call from the human world...

at the same time.

The dream world and the human world.

Daliang State, Anyuan City.

In the center of the main altar of the Jixian Sect, there stands a hundred-foot-tall statue of Jixian.

It is carved from obsidian and exudes a cold luster. Every inch of the pattern on the statue reveals a solemnity and mystery.

Countless believers around knelt on the ground devoutly, chanting the holy name of "Jixian" in a low voice.

Xiao Hongyu stood in front of the statue. She was wearing armor, her face was cold, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be receiving some invisible revelation.

Suddenly, the statue began to vibrate slightly.

A ray of purple-gold light emanated from the forehead of the statue, rising straight into the sky, shrouding the entire Anyuan City in a mysterious glow.

"miracle!"

One believer exclaimed, his voice trembling with uncontrollable enthusiasm.

"The Jixian has appeared! The Jixian has appeared!"

Others followed suit and shouted loudly, and the whole square was suddenly plunged into a crazy atmosphere.

The believers prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowed madly, tears of excitement streaming down their cheeks.

The purple-gold light did not stop, but turned into countless golden lines and spread to the altar at the foot of the statue.

The sacrificial flame burning on the altar suddenly became more vigorous, and a vague figure emerged in the center of the flame. The figure was tall and blurry, as if it had come from across endless time and space.

"The true body of Jixian..."

Some people saw this scene and were so excited that they could hardly breathe.

Xiao Hongyu suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the burning shadow, with intense fanaticism and desire bursting out of her eyes.

"The ethereal state... the ethereal state that can descend into the human world... has it evolved so quickly..."

Xiao Hongyu muttered to herself in her sleep, talking in a way that no one could understand.

At this moment, an invisible force surged out of the statue and penetrated her body.

"what--"

She uttered a low moan, then straightened her body, her entire body enveloped in a layer of golden light.

She could feel a strange but extremely powerful force gathering within her body.

This power was not gained through her own cultivation, but came from the divine grace bestowed by the "Silent Immortal".

"Such pure power..."

A hint of shock flashed across Xiao Hongyu's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by ecstasy.

She closed her eyes, feeling the power flowing through her body, and discovered that her realm was improving rapidly, even surpassing the limits of cultivators in the mortal world.

The believers around saw the divine light emanating from Xiao Hongyu, and they all fell to their knees, shouting:

"The Red Jade Saint Envoy will forever protect the Silent Immortal Sect!"

At the same time that Xiao Hongyu was accepting God's grace, the devout faith of countless believers throughout Anyuan City surged towards the statue of Jixian like a tide.

These powers of faith passed through the statue, crossed the barriers of time and space, and directly reached the depths of the starry sky.

This endless power of faith finally gathered on Li Qingyun.

He stood in the void, surrounded by golden light. The power of faith from the believers turned into a boiling torrent, continuously pouring into his body.

Every ray of faith power carried a pious emotion, pushing him to a higher level.

Li Qingyun could feel that this power was purer than anything he had ever experienced before.

His body and soul were rapidly strengthening; the power of rules and the power of faith complemented each other and merged within his body, forming a completely new form of existence.

"Is this the connection between God and mortals... How was it established?"

Li Qingyun whispered to himself.

He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth and strength brought by the power of faith, while at the same time a trace of worry arose in his heart.

He knew that this power was obtained by countless believers with their piety and faith, and was likely even accompanied by endless sacrifices and offerings.

This is a gift from the gods, but it is also the price paid by countless mortals...

……

In the main hall of the Jixian Sect, Xiao Hongyu slowly put away the light in her hand.

She stood in the center of the altar, still surrounded by golden light, like a messenger descending from the kingdom of God.

"Saint Envoy!"

A believer approached cautiously, his eyes filled with endless reverence, "The Immortal has appeared, and now God is blessing us. Should we take this opportunity to expand our doctrine and conquer the world?"

Xiao Hongyu smiled coldly, with a cold light flashing in her eyes:
"Expansion? Of course we need to expand. But not just in all four directions."

She raised her head, her eyes piercing through the clouds, as if looking directly at the end of the human world. Her voice was cold and low, "The teachings of the Silent Immortal Sect will surely cover the entire human world. Mortals, cultivators, and even those immortal sects that claim to be high and mighty will eventually prostrate themselves under the Silent Immortal Sect."

She slowly raised her hand and pointed into the distance:
“Let’s bring this glory to more places.”

The believers responded in unison, and the fanatical voices in the square swept like a tide and reached the sky.

Xiao Hongyu stood in the center, like the incarnation of a god, watching all this indifferently, with ambition and coldness intertwined in her eyes, forming a heart-pounding picture...

……

Li Qingyun stood in the starry sky, and the faith around him turned into golden ripples, slowly spreading under his feet.

He raised his head and looked into the distance. In the void of darkness, there were still countless auras of "Old Immortals" surging, cold and powerful.

At the other end of the starry sky, his consciousness vaguely felt that in the human world, the endless power of faith was turning into a golden tide, continuously converging on him.

However, the darkness and sacrifice hidden in this power made him feel uneasy.

Even though this is just the dream of the "fallen immortal", every living being is actually a flesh-and-blood being. What kind of person is behind such wanton sacrifices in the human world?
Is this method of misleading people based on fanatical beliefs, or is it due to ulterior motives?
"Although the godhood is powerful, the price is also huge..."

Li Qingyun whispered with a deep look in his eyes.

In the distant starry sky, countless points of light twinkle, as if whispering some unspeakable secret.

He turned and left, the long sword in his hand glowing faintly, illuminating his lonely and determined back...

……

(End of this chapter)