Miracle Divine Art, Giving the God Realm a Little True God Shock

A strange power supported Zhang Bowen's body, slowly lifting him into the air amid the shock of countless believers.

His eyes opened, and reflected within them was pale golden Divine Fire, swaying as it burned.

Vast Faith Power was his to command, constantly coiling around the Sovereign Scepter as if driving some indescribable change within this Martial Soul.

"Faith Power, Law of Light, Law of Undeath, Authority of Hope, and the connected Primordial Law on the Sovereign Scepter..."

Zhang Bowen murmured, his Holy gaze, compassionate as if pitying all beneath heaven, sweeping over the believers prostrated on the ground before him as a faint realization dawned in his heart.

"I understand the power of divine arts! I understand! So this is the true essence of divine arts! My Lord! Today, I shall define your primal divine art!"

Buzz!

A strange hum rang out, and the entire sky seemed to fall silent in that instant.

As the ninth golden halo arranged upon the Sovereign Scepter blazed with brilliant light, Zhang Bowen's aura also reached its peak at that moment.

"Divine Art: Gift of the God of Light and Undead!"

"O lambs lost upon the path! Pray with devotion! Feel the glory bestowed upon you by our Lord!"

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color.

The entire sky was dyed gold by that mighty power.

Across the cloudless firmament, great masses of radiant clouds suddenly gathered.

They churned and shifted without end, sending down golden raindrops.

In just a few short seconds, the entire venue was shrouded in a Golden Rainstorm.

Those golden raindrops fell continuously onto people's bodies and the ground, just like ordinary rain.

At first, people were still frantically looking for ways to shelter from the rain.

But in the next moment, when they felt the power within