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Chapter 1674 - Chapter 1674 Chapter 1675 Integration

Chapter 1674: Chapter 1675: Integration Chapter 1674: Chapter 1675: Integration More than three hundred kilometers from the City of Hope stood a towering mountain, where a massive temple, the Temple of Light, had been constructed.

Within the temple, a statue of the Bright God over thirty feet tall was enshrined, carved entirely from a single piece of radiant white stone.

A middle-aged man dressed in white robes stood silently beneath the statue, appearing as insignificant as an ant compared to it.

His head bowed, his face was completely concealed by a hood. Behind him, seven or eight elderly men in scarlet robes stood respectfully, enveloped in a solemn silence.

After a long while, the man slowly raised his head and lowered his hood, revealing a resolute visage.

“Holy One, the Pope is preparing for a grand sacrificial ceremony. When the time comes, more than a hundred thousand followers of the Light will participate, providing the Power of Faith, which will surely enable you to break through to the peak of the Legendary Realm and re-enter the Divine World!” a red-robed archbishop declared earnestly, bowing.

A hint of a smile crossed the man’s face, he spoke with ease, “With such a rich Power of Faith, if I were but a weak or intermediate deity, perhaps I could directly attain the peak of the Demi-God Level…”

Walking forward gently, the middle-aged man came to stand at the statue’s feet and began to caress them softly.

The radiant white stone was incredibly smooth, shining with a jade-like luster. As he stroked it, there seemed to be a subtle elasticity to it, as though it were human skin.

This act would be considered a great irreverence within the Church of Light. If discovered, he would surely be accused of “desecrating the divine” and subsequently burnt at the stake.

However, the red-robed archbishops showed no reaction to the middle-aged man’s actions, as if it were entirely natural.

“I fear this Power of Faith might not even suffice to break through the peak of the Legendary Realm…” the man sighed softly and continued, “I must break through and reach the level of a god, and then be the first to enter the Divine World!”

“The catastrophe struck too suddenly, with no time to prepare, and many True Gods’ divine artifacts remained in the Divine World…” After a moment of silence, the man muttered to himself, “This includes the Lightning Scepter of the God King of Saia. If I could be the first to enter the Divine World, I could obtain that scepter, then comprehend the God King of Saia’s Chaotic Lightning Laws. Once I master the Chaotic Lightning Laws, I could possess strength not inferior to that of a God King…”

As a Main God Level powerhouse, the Bright God always coveted the power of the God King. The opening of this plot line was a disaster for other deities but a colossal opportunity for the Bright God.

In the entire game world, it could be said to be the Bright God’s home turf. Almost half of the cities had churches dedicated to the Bright God, and the number of his followers had long exceeded a million. It could be said that the Bright God had the most followers, receiving more Power of Faith daily than any other deity.

“Holy One, please give us more time. The Pope will surely convene an even grander ceremony, summoning more followers…” An archbishop in red robes seemed anxious and explained hurriedly.

With a slight raise of his hand, the middle-aged man silenced the archbishop, who suddenly seemed as if choked, unable to make another sound.

“Faith is poisonous!” the man exclaimed suddenly, his tone mixed with emotions of both love and hate.

…

In the City of Hope, Song Jian had stayed within the City Lord Mansion for over half a month without making an appearance, but Wang Qi and others had grown accustomed to this behavior, and the affairs of the city continued to run smoothly.

In the quiet chamber, Song Jian hunched over, breathing somewhat heavily. His fingers traced through the air incessantly. It was evident that he was fatigued; even his fingers had begun to tremble slightly.

“Huff, huff~”

Song Jian closed his eyes and let his hands fall, taking a moment to catch his breath quietly as if pondering something. After a short while, he reopened his eyes and continued to sketch patterns in the air with his fingers.

At this moment, Song Jian’s Mental Strength had plummeted to a low ebb, and he dared not continue to use any potion for recovering Mental Strength, for fear of triggering a backlash from the medicine and entering a cooldown period, which would be counterproductive.

“That’s right, it should be like this, whew, the person who designed this formation is truly a genius!” A hint of excitement appeared in Song Jian’s eyes, his face full of admiration.

Integrating nine different formations, each with its distinct effects and uses, into one connected whole and optimizing their effects to the utmost, was a method Song Jian had never seen before.

“Just like this, I only need to construct the Spirit Sword into a form that suits the focal point of the formation, and it can replace the formation patterns on the surface of the Alchemy Furnace…” Song Jian muttered to himself as if discussing something with himself, his eyes growing brighter.

“Thousand Swords Art, arise!”

A hoarse voice rose in the quiet room, and countless translucent Spirit Swords, burning with Red Lotus Karma Fire, appeared in front of Song Jian.

Soon, the shapes of these Spirit Swords began to slowly change, transforming into various components for the formation that looked somewhat eerie, but the one thing they had in common was that they were all wrapped in a dark red flame on the surface.

“Tian Shu position, go!”

With a wave of Song Jian’s hand, more than a dozen formation components constructed from Spirit Swords flew towards the Alchemy Furnace, and with a flicker of white light, the swords completely merged into the formation on the surface of the Alchemy Furnace.

A smile appeared on Song Jian’s pale face; it looked like his analysis was correct and taking over one eye of the formation did not trigger any backlash.

“Continue, Tian Ling position, go!”

“Tian Yin position, Di Sha position, Nine-Turn Serpent position, go!”

…

As more hoarse voices sounded in the quiet room, countless formation components made from Spirit Swords began to merge into the Alchemy Furnace. Song Jian moved with extreme caution because, after all, this was using Spirit Swords as material to fill the formation of the Alchemy Furnace. One wrong step could trigger a chain reaction and cause a backlash from the entire formation.

If that happened, it wouldn’t just be about melting Divine Flame; the entire Alchemy Furnace would explode. Even if Song Jian could escape, the City Lord Mansion would probably be reduced to level ground!

Fortunately, over the past half a month, Song Jian had mentally rehearsed countless times, trying to perform each step and detail to the best of his ability.

The number of Spirit Swords was decreasing, but Song Jian’s movements became even slower. The surface of the Alchemy Furnace started to ripple like water waves, and each Spirit Sword’s merging caused intense fluctuations.

“…The final step, Divine Right position, go!” With a trembling right hand, Song Jian pointed, and the remaining hundreds of Spirit Swords “whooshed” towards the Alchemy Furnace.

A moment later, all the Spirit Swords had merged into the Alchemy Furnace. Song Jian held his breath nervously; success or failure hinged on this moment. If he failed, he would have to prepare to flee to the Shattered Divine Realm. After all, he was the only one left in the City Lord Mansion–if it went up in flames, the loss wouldn’t be too great.

Boom~

A bang echoed as the entire Alchemy Furnace suddenly turned crimson red, and the Red Lotus Karma Fire at the base surged up at the same time, enveloping the whole Alchemy Furnace.

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