As his voice faded, the divine presence above the heavens slowly dissipated.
But the shock waves caused by this divine oracle were far from over.
Fanatical fervor appeared on countless believers' faces.
Death was not the end?
After dying, they still had a chance to become ghost cultivators and continue cultivating?
Better to cling to life than die a good death.
Whether they were powerful cultivators who had already entered the Nascent Soul Realm or mortals who had yet to begin cultivating, who among them truly did not fear death?
To them, the divine oracle Yang Fan had just delivered was nothing short of a golden token granting immunity from death.
As long as their souls survived, they would have a second chance.
At that moment, the fear in every believer's heart transformed into unprecedented fervor.
"Thanks be to our god! Thanks be to the Divine Kingdom!"
"Our god protects us!"
An old man prostrated himself on the ground, his body trembling with excitement.
"My lifespan is almost exhausted. I never imagined our god would truly hear my prayers!"
"Wonderful!"
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
"Now, even if I die, I can still continue cultivating!"
At Calamity Suppression Pass, a group of young cultivators raised their weapons high, not a trace of fear remaining in their eyes.
"Kill!"
"For the homes behind us, we'll fight these Extraterrestrial Demons to the death!"
"So what if we die?"
"We still have a chance to become ghost cultivators!"
Roar after roar rose into the sky.
At that moment, morale throughout Calamity Suppression Pass surged higher with each wave.
Similar scenes played out in the homes of ordinary believers.
"Mother, Great-Grandfather has stopped breathing!"
The little boy looked at the old man lying lifeless on the bed, his eyes filled with sorrow.
The woman beside him gently