In the Star-Wang Pavilion, everyone was shocked and stunned.
"This. How dare Ye Fan be so arrogant and actually pray to the Holy God to resurrect the stone eggs! Isn't he afraid of being punished by the Holy God?"
Zhao Feiyang gritted his teeth and turned pale when he saw this scene.
Since the war between the four major races of humans, beasts, ghosts, and spirits in the Shenwu Continent, the four races have been hostile to each other for tens of millions of years in order to compete for this Shenwu Continent.
Naturally, the powerful Holy Spirits of the four tribes are also hostile to each other.
Due to the treaties signed in previous wars, they would not take action easily again, but they never concealed their dislike for each other.
Therefore, only human priests have always prayed to the human Holy God, praying for the Holy Power to come down to help them.
The priests of the beast race pray to the holy god of the beast race, asking the holy god of the beast race to send down the holy power to help them.
The human race and the beast race have been hostile to each other for a long time, and they are clearly divided. They will never interfere in the affairs of the other race.
Ye Fan actually wanted to resurrect the stone egg on the altar of the human race, and prayed to the gods for help in public. Beast eggs are a thing of the beast race, and the human Holy God will not care about this matter. Only the Beast Race Holy God may be interested in it. But would the Holy God of the Beast Race generously help a human priest?
What made Zhao Feiyang extremely angry was not Ye Fan's shocking behavior, but Ye Fan's arrogant attitude, where he dared to do anything, and these were exactly the things he didn't dare to think about.
"Can stone eggs be resurrected?"
"How can it be so easy to resurrect a fossilized egg? Even the Holy God cannot bring the dead back to life! So many Holy Gods have died in the past generations of the Shenwu Continent, but they have never been able to resurrect themselves."
"Hmph! That's right. Besides, which Holy God would have the spare time to deal with him!"
Many talented young people who were watching were very disapproving.
Mu Bing stood among a group of young geniuses, wearing a snow-white girdle. Her waist was as smooth as a lotus flower, and she was as eye-catching as a clear lotus.
With her beautiful eyes, she looked at Mark with great surprise, but said nothing.
She didn't think that Ye Fan's prayer would be answered by the Holy God of the Orcs. But past lessons told her that some incredible miracles would always happen to Ye Fan. Just like in the rune department examination room, Ye Fan sketched out the amazing move of rare martial arts runes in one stroke. There are all kinds of other miracles.
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Inside the Samsung Altar.
"Resurrecting a stone egg? What a mess!"
Jiang Youxi's eyes were like stars, and she looked extremely surprised, but she quickly shook her head and was speechless at Mark's move.
With his pride, he naturally disdained to criticize Mark.
"When the starry night falls, Stardust will lift up the mists of history and reveal the years to come! In the name of the Stardust Wall, I have seen your destiny engraved in the waves of the sea of stars!"
Jiang Youxi silently recited the sacrificial words in her heart and continued her sacrifice.
He looked up at the starry sky, a pair of starry eyes as cold as a deep pool, reflecting the countless starlights in the deep sky of the sea of stars, trying to find the unfathomable disaster in the vast evolution of stardust.
After being shocked, the other sacrificial youths quickly calmed down and each performed their stardust prayers.
Suddenly, Jiang Youxi felt a little frightened, and a little white light reflected in his eyes.
Only a faint white light suddenly appeared in the night sky with few stars.
This faint light, from the depths of the starry sky hundreds of millions of miles away, cuts through the endless starry sky like thunder, falling straight towards the three-star altar on the top of Luyang Mountain.
That faint light exudes an extremely majestic and majestic atmosphere, as if God's will is about to come to the world!
Inside the Star-Wang Pavilion.
"A vision has appeared!"
Dean Mu, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his slightly hazy eyes, showing rare joy, and looked at the light deep in the starry sky.
It has been ten years since the last sacrifice in Luyang Mansion was successful. Over the years, no more priestly predictions have been left, which is disturbing.
This sacrifice was successful, regardless of whether it was a disaster or a blessing. This is a good thing, as it allows Luyang Mansion to prepare for disasters in advance.
"Very good!"
"After ten years, the sacrifice was finally successful!"
City Lord Jiang Tianpeng was greatly shaken, with a frightening light in his eyes. He suddenly stood up from the stone chair in the hall, and tightly grasped a pair of generous iron fists.
The most promising among the young sacrificers is his son Jiang Youxi.
This should be the vision of Jiang Youxi's successful sacrifice.
"Is it starlight or holy light?"
"You can't see clearly yet. That ray of light appeared hundreds of millions of miles away in the starry sky and hasn't landed yet!"
All the dignitaries in the pavilion were overjoyed and rushed to the pavilion one after another, excitedly looking up at the deep and vast starry sky.
They haven't finished speaking.
"Boom!"
A straight white light pillar tens of feet thick, like an infinite beam of light, enveloped the altar on the top of Luyang Mountain from the distant depths of the starry sky.
"This, what is this? Stardust brilliance?"
"No! This is not the starlight! The starlight is much weaker, very dim, and can hardly be seen clearly from a little distance. But this light is so bright that it can be seen clearly even from thousands of miles away."
"This is the light of the Holy Pillar!"
"Oh my God, the Holy Pillar has come! It's actually the Holy Pillar that has come. At least a saint has responded to Ye Fan's prayer! Of the nine people offering sacrifices, eight of them performed stardust-based sacrifices, and only Ye Fan was Sacrifice of the Holy Spirit!"
"How is this possible? The powerful saints should not care at all about us ordinary people in the city! How could they answer Ye Fan's prayer!"
Thousands of people at the top of Luyang Mountain finally saw this beam of light clearly and fell into deathly silence.
The young candidates from the sacrificial department who were observing the Stardust Barrier to predict disasters all looked blankly at the huge beam of light falling from the sky above their heads, and they were all stunned.
Their whole bodies were trembling under this majestic holy light.
None of them performed Holy God-type sacrifices, they all performed Stardust-type sacrifices. The only one who performed holy sacrifices was Ye Fan. It was Ye Fan's prayer that attracted the light of the Holy Pillar.
"why it's not me?"
Jiang Youxi's jade-like face turned pale in an instant, and she couldn't believe this scene.
It was actually not him who caused this vision.
He is the inheritor of the sacrificial family and the most promising young man in Luyang Mansion to succeed in the sacrificial ritual. why is that? Ye Fan can attract the light of the Holy Pillar. But he couldn't attract the light of stardust to come.
"Oh my God, it's the Holy Pillar!"
"In our Luyang Mansion, the light of the Holy Pillar actually descended! This is something that has never happened before!"
The entire crowd at the top of Luyang Mountain was in a state of excitement and cheering.
Holy level power actually came to a small Luyang Mansion.
This is simply unbelievable.
The strongest martial arts masters in Luyang Mansion are only four martial masters, namely City Lord Jiang Tianpeng, Old Dean Mu Fengshan, Zhao Family Head Zhao Donglai, and Beast Taming Guild Leader Wei Shou.
The realm of these four adults is far away from the status of the Martial Saint in the four major levels of Marquis of Wu, King of Martial, Emperor of Martial, and Saint. Only by breaking through the Martial Emperor realm can one have a chance to achieve the holy throne.
No Lord of the Holy Spirit would pay any attention to the prayers of the humble Martial Lord.
What's more, Ye Fan, such a small figure in the early stage of the warrior, is probably no more than an ant in the eyes of the Holy God.
Every year, many priests pray, calling for the Holy Spirit to help them, but almost no response is received.
Ye Fan's prayer was actually responded to by a strong man with a holy status, which completely shocked everyone.
The tens of thousands of people escorting the worshipers at the foot of Luyang Mountain erupted in shocking shouts.
"Damn it! How could this happen? How could this guy succeed in praying to the Holy God... Could it be that he is really a peerless talent born with great luck! Otherwise, which Holy God would take another look at him?"
The face of the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Donglai, suddenly became extremely ugly.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to see the scene before him happen.
Although he had previously used words to sow discord with City Lord Jiang Tianpeng, trying to get City Lord Jiang to suppress Ye Fan.
However, now that Ye Fan's sacrifice was almost successful, his mood became even worse.
If Ye Fan really has great fortune and even affects the fortunes of millions of people in Luyang Mansion, then there is no way that the Zhao family can resist it. Unless the eight wealthy families in Luyang Mansion join forces, they will not be able to suppress Ye Fan at all. But the relationship between Ye Fan and the big families such as Jiang, Mu, Feng, Lin, and Gu is not bad. These families will not touch Ye Fan easily.
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This magnificent and majestic light of the Holy Pillar came with the Holy Power as vast as a river, covering the entire three-star altar.
Within the altar, Ye Fan, who was in the center of the holy pillar, raised his head in shock.
He didn't expect that his prayer would succeed immediately.
There was actually a powerful saint who responded to his prayer.
"As you wish!"
"I will use the holy light to escort you into the mammoth's ancestral burial ground to retrieve a soul fire. Remember, you only have one hour to retrieve the mammoth soul fire. Otherwise, if the holy light dissipates, no one will I can't protect you!"
A vast and vast voice echoed in the Samsung Altar as the light of the Holy Pillar descended at the same time.
"Whoosh!"
On the three-star altar, Ye Fan, who was shrouded in holy light, suddenly disappeared and was sent to the ancestral land of mammoth bones by the holy light.
Jiang Youxi and other eight young worshipers also disappeared from the altar together with Ye Fan.
"this!"
"They all disappeared! What's going on?"
The dignitaries in the Star-Wang Pavilion in the distance were immediately shocked.
Luyang Mansion has never had a Holy God-type sacrifice, and it has never happened that the sacrificer was teleported and disappeared. Stardust rituals performed in the past were all completed within the altar, which was very safe.
These sacrificers are all important direct descendants of the eight major families in Luyang City, and are the children of certain adults among them.
If something happens to them, every major family will lose important members.
"Everyone, please be patient!"
City Lord Jiang Tianpeng raised his brows, and when he remembered something, he immediately said to everyone in a deep voice: "This is a normal phenomenon for Holy God-type sacrifices! Once a Holy God responds to the prayers, the priests will be sent into some mysterious places. Land, to get what they need. I'm afraid they have to go through some dangers before they can get what they want. They are sent to other places by the Holy Power! As long as they get what they need, they will be sent return."