Using a God

"Only God can cure these religious lunatics!"

Seeing more than twenty people kneeling in two rows, holding silver knives and bleeding in unison, praying for the god Tu'er to appear, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, he could only be thankful that he had done something during his last trip to the Tuer tribe, which changed the Tuer tribe's miracle into a different form; otherwise, with Huang's current abilities, he wouldn't be able to do anything he wanted.

More than a hundred meters away, Turkalando also took out a knife and was bleeding. The silver knife cut across his wrist, and the bright red blood just gushed out when Zhang Xuezhou used a spell from a distance to heal it back.

This was a religious trial with almost no suspense.

For those who have never witnessed it, Technique Method is almost like a dimensional reduction attack; even those who want to see the form of Law Power lack the ability to do so.

The miracle that the Tuer clan demonstrated when they last collaborated with Ren Yisheng to create a god was that their injuries healed out of thin air.

The scene repeats itself, which undoubtedly means that Turcalandor continues to receive divine favor, while the sixth elder, Turfilas, has been abandoned by the gods.

The elders, priests, and holy warriors in the shrine dared not utter a sound, only staring wide-eyed at the two groups of people who quickly separated.

"If Phyllis's Lineage cannot receive divine favor, then their Lineage is doomed!"

Watching Turfilis, who had been forcibly awakened, continue to pray and bleed loudly while holding a silver knife, his body trembling uncontrollably from excessive blood loss, Elder Turyongduolu felt that everything was over for the other man.

Theocracy brings many conveniences to manipulating people's hearts, but when faced with the backlash of theocracy, this reversal can make it completely difficult for a person to recover.

Although the Divine Grace Lineage to which Turfilis belongs has intricate connections with various parties, the order to which they belong can only be established around the center of the god Turfil. Once they do not accept the judgment of the god, their order will collapse and crumble.

Throughout the history of the Tuer people, there have been numerous instances of fathers and sons severing ties, children clashing with their parents, and various forms of accusations against each other.

The current order of the Tuer tribe is only possible through the continuation of bloodshed.

This is the order they maintain, and the order they will not overthrow.

The eight great divine Lineage had stood for over a century, and their collapse came too quickly and caught everyone off guard, even without any fighting.

Even the Grand Elder, Turyongduolu, couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow. Right now, it was Turfiras who was being targeted; what if it happened to him one day?

"The divine grace of God Tu'er surrounds this chieftain. If anyone still has doubts, this chieftain does not mind asking the god to judge fairly once again!"

Tulcarando brought her blade down again, her gaze sweeping over the many unconscious people who had bled out too much. For the first time, her voice was full of vigor, causing the many elders, priests, and paladins watching to kneel in agreement.

This scene might be unsettling for some, but once you've seen enough young Turs burned to death, the sight of bloodletting becomes nothing.

Turkalando also harbored resentment towards the harshness of the Turkic religion, as did her mother, Turkalando, but changing the structure of a society is too difficult.

This is not a situation that can be changed simply by the efforts of a few young people.

"Change the God, utilize the God, change the Tuer people!"

She recalled Zhang Xuezhou's strategy and looked at the people crawling on the ground. For the first time, she felt that changing the Tuer tribe was so close.

The goddess Tu'er has changed; she can now also borrow this power.

This is still a religious deception tactic, a tactic that can help her do many things she couldn't do before.

The Tur people still need unity centered on religion, but they can gradually open up to and embrace new civilizations, new technologies, and new ideas, while also eliminating various outdated customs.

These rules will be promulgated by Turcalandor through divine intervention.

You don't need to do too much, even just once or twice, and it will bring immeasurable benefits.

"I still need to become stronger!"

Turkalando silently added a sentence in his mind.

Any reform would affect the interests of many people, and she obviously wouldn't risk her life to conduct such a conflict test. Only when she had enough confidence would Tulcarando do such things.

If someone were to shoot her from a distance and then attribute her death to the lack of divine grace, thus preventing her injuries from healing, it would be a disaster for Tulkalandor.

Her current counterattack against Turfiras is the absolute limit; any further advance could lead to a backlash.

After addressing the numerous believers, Tulcarando also gave instructions on how to deal with Tulfiras and the others.

"The Lineage of Tulfiras has lost the glory and honor of the god Tu'er, Lineage has been demoted two ranks. Eighty percent of its fiefdoms and assets have been taken over by the shrine, to be used by the god Tu'er to reward those who have rendered meritorious service to our family in the future..."

She spoke calmly, not seizing the assets of the Turfiras Lineage, but turning them into religious property, promising to distribute them as rewards, even if the Turfiras Lineage had rendered meritorious service.

This assurance brought a long sigh of relief to many elders of the Divine Grace Lineage.

Despite receiving divine favor, Turcalando did not become arrogant or domineering, nor did he use the gods' will to plunder assets. Instead, he maintained the independence of the shrine and did not exterminate the Turfilas Lineage, who had lost divine favor.

They could accept this situation even if they were to encounter it one day.

For a moment, a large crowd shouted in unison and chanted the religious verses of the Turkic religion.

"You sure know how to solve her problems!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou move his lips but make no sound, and seeing Turkalando repeatedly bleeding out his wounds only to have them heal rapidly, Ren Anran knew perfectly well that Zhang Xuezhou was manipulating things from behind the scenes.

She muttered a complaint under her breath, which made Zhang Xuezhou shake his head repeatedly.

"Huang agreed to do it, I just did it on the side," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I didn't agree, but you can do it!"

The Soul Jade in Zhang Manqian's arms emitted a subtle fluctuation.

Compared to a half-hearted young man like Turkalandor, the god Turkal naturally prefers a fanatical believer like Turkalfiras.

This is based on his experience of ruling for thousands of years: as long as these fanatical believers hold power, the Tur tribe will not fall apart.

If those who are not sincere with God try to reform it, this religion will basically be finished.

However, he didn't say much at the moment, after all, he was still counting on Ren Yisheng and the others, and he wanted to see how these top-notch cultivators would develop in the future, and whether they could help him.

Even if this help is only a little, it is better than him dying in the Turkic shrine, barely clinging to life.

Ren Yisheng's life development follows a single path.

Zhang Xuezhou, however, followed a different path.

Huang kept staring at Zhang Xuezhou, wanting to know where the divine spark on Zhang Xuezhou's body was hidden.

Once he finds the divine spark, Huang will inevitably seize it to imprint his divine soul, thus ascending to the throne of godhood and achieving immortality.