The Final Obstacle

Ye Xiu watched the battlefield silently from above. Though Qian Qi was restricted and unable to act freely, he had no intention of simply standing there and waiting.

With a tap of his foot, he shot swiftly downward.

As Qian Qi drew near, everyone on the battlefield felt a chill wind sweep past them.

Those belonging to Starfire clearly saw the pale-blue markings on their battle gear begin to shine.

As the light grew brighter and brighter, their bodies seemed to become lighter as well.

The searing pain in their organs, which felt as though they would burn after violently circulating spiritual power, was suddenly washed by a wave of coolness.

Such changes might have been difficult to notice under normal circumstances, but on this battlefield, where they were all nearing their limits, they were especially distinct.

Everyone looked up and saw a child in white robes, gripping an ice sword, floating in midair with a solemn expression.

"By my domain decree, punish these evildoers!"

Qian Qi looked at the grotesquely formed beasts beneath the Cult, his eyes plainly revealing a measure of disgust.

As an innate spirit being, he had always disliked things born from excessively complicated transformations of acquired spiritual power.

Not to mention that the Cult's methods were, in truth, arrogantly seizing the Creator's authority. That disgusted him even more.

Forget that he was now an Orthodox God recognized by all of Starfire—without that connection, if he encountered these sons of bitches from the Cult, he would still find a way to kill them.

Starfire's side first fell briefly silent, then broke into low cheers.

Although Qian Qi's first official appearance had not gone particularly well, he had later found ways to spread quite a bit of faith through the benefits he brought.

Because of his own