The fat man who was previously prepared to laugh at Qi Yuan was now wide-eyed with surprise.
"Our god may be a bit off mentally, but his strength...it's so strong!"
They couldn't fathom how such a powerful deity could have materialized in their small, decrepit temple.
It didn't make sense.
Village chief Yu Lei's eyes fell on the blood-red Longsword.
"It's not the god who is powerful, it's the sword!"
He could recognize that the sword radiated an intense aura of Divine Skills arrayed in its basic form.
A little further, it could be transformed into a divine weapon!
That would be a divine tool potent enough to suppress an entire city!
"Our ancient god was born with a sword, perhaps...he is the offspring of a True God!" speculated Village Chief Yu Lei.
Otherwise, how could an ordinary Guardian God be born with such a formidable divine weapon.
Upon hearing this, the other villagers became somewhat excited.
The god of their rundown village has quite the backstory!
