"Our god?!"
Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao exchanged a glance, their expressions changing dramatically.
As two of the handful of people standing at the world's very pinnacle, they knew far more about gods than ordinary people did.
Both the Sun Moon Imperial Family and Shrek had detailed records of divine inheritances, and they had studied those records before.
Among them, a god's High Priest was a figure that could not go unmentioned.
A High Priest was effectively the god's representative in the mortal world, invariably a level 99 Limit Douluo, and could even call upon a portion of the divine power of the god they worshipped!
No ordinary Limit Douluo could rival a god's High Priest.
And the divine aura emanating from Electrolux before them proved beyond doubt that his words were true.
That was unmistakably the aura of a god!
Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao could never have mistaken it!
They had personally felt that same sense of menace in the Sun Moon Imperial Palace!
"Naturally."
Electrolux nodded lightly, then raised his head to look behind the gathered Evil Soul Masters.
Everyone blocking his line of sight rose and moved aside.
"Is the Holy Emperor you worship not my god?"
What Electrolux was looking at was the statue of their Holy Spirit Cult's "Holy Emperor."
His gaze swept over the plaque reading "May the Holy Emperor live for ten thousand years without end," an indescribable emotion lingering in his eyes.
Well, well, now we're in trouble!
The Holy Spirit Cult's higher-ups, who knew the plaque was essentially just a means of hoodwinking the lower-ranking Evil Soul Masters and that no god truly protected them, groaned inwardly.
We've worshipped some stray god and brought his High Priest right to our doorstep!
Ye Xishui's expression was hardly pleasant either.
Who could