Amid the fluttering spiritual light, the East Sea's supreme divine court of stars shattered into pieces and fell toward the earth.
Through the connection of incense faith, this scene was deeply imprinted upon the hearts of billions of East Sea believers, instantly sparking immense panic.
"God!"
"Supreme Clarity Dust Supreme Wonder Sword Monarch!"
Within countless temples beneath the sea and upon islands, Temple Priests spat blood, collapsed to the ground, and screamed in terror.
Unable to believe it, they immediately struggled back to their feet. Disregarding everything else, their minds in utter turmoil, they prayed, "Praise be to the supreme Supreme Clarity Dust Supreme Wonder Sword Monarch!"
"Your Sword Court is like the stars, everlasting and imperishable!"
"Your radiance spreads across the earth, and Your path shall extend through endless realms..."
Across the East Sea, Temple Priests in countless temples led Divine Path Daoists and believers from hundreds of miles around in prayer. Their loud, devout voices echoed between heaven and earth, forming a vast tide of incense that surged toward this place.
The Power of Incense had nearly condensed into substance, golden and dazzling.
Yet this Power of Incense received no response whatsoever.
That had once been unimaginable.
Supreme Clarity Dust Supreme Wonder Sword Monarch was a true god. If one prayed in his divine name, he would certainly sense it. His responses might vary, but he would certainly sense it!
Now, the god had fallen??
"No!"
"That's impossible!"
Some Temple Priests spat blood again, unwilling to believe it.
Their expressions hardened. They immediately forced tens of thousands of devout believers around them to slit their own throats alongside them. Blood stained the bases of the divine statues as they began the cruelest and most effective ritual of all religious ceremonies—a blood sacrifice capable of gathering the power of