Wizard Immortal

Chapter 659 The Remains of the Sacred Heart Cult

"I was able to find my way here thanks to you."

Yang Lin, dressed in all black, looked at Chen Qing with a hint of a smile in his eyes: "This time, I've come to tell you some good news."

"Good news?"

Chen Qing scoffed at Yang Lin's words: "The fact that you managed to find your way here and stand in front of me is the worst news I could ever hear."

How much do you know about the history of the Sacred Heart Church?

Looking at Chen Qing, Yang Lin didn't say much, but simply asked, "Don't you want to know the secrets of your Sacred Heart Sect?"

"How much do you actually know?"

Chen Qing's expression froze as he stared at Yang Lin, his face shifting repeatedly.

"I know far more than you can imagine."

Looking at Chen Qing, Yang Lin felt a little impatient, but he still held back and spoke.

He has always been a person with little patience.

If the person in front of him weren't the Moon King's biological sister, given his past temper, he probably would have already lost his temper by now, instead of standing here peacefully, speaking like a nice guy.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Chen Qing got up from where he was and led Yang Lin inside.

They walked until they reached a small room, where they finally stopped.

The room looked very small, and the furnishings inside were very simple. It was completely sealed off inside and out by layers of sheet metal.

It looks secluded.

Chen Qing clearly didn't want others to hear their conversation, which is why he specifically brought him here.

How much do you know about the history of the Sacred Heart Church?

Upon entering the room, Yang Lin didn't waste any time with small talk and went straight to the point.

Without waiting for Chen Qing's reply, he continued, "The Sacred Heart Sect was founded in an unknown period, but judging from some of the remaining relics and books, it has a history of at least five thousand years."

"From the very beginning, the Sacred Heart Church has been entangled with the Sotu Church. The two have been entangled since their inception and are now mortal enemies."

"So, Chen Qing, as the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Heart Sect, do you know why these two organizations have been entangled for so long?"

Chen Qing remained silent for a while, moved by Yang Lin's words. He pondered for a moment before carefully considering his words and saying, "The instructors of the Sotu Cult are a group of terrorists who claim to believe in the Three Gods, but in reality, they are attempting to release ancient creatures."

"Our Sacred Heart Church, on the other hand, is a force formed by righteous people to maintain order. The two have different purposes and different intentions, so they are naturally opposed to each other."

You're wrong.

Yang Lin shook his head, looking at Chen Qing with a hint of pity in his eyes: "Do you really think that the Sotu Cult is a terrorist group that claims to worship the Three Gods but actually only wants to release ancient ferocious beasts?"

"What if releasing the ancient ferocious beasts was an order from the three gods, or even that the three gods themselves were part of the ancient ferocious beasts?"

He looked at Chen Qing and uttered a question that came from the depths of his soul.

"How is this possible?"

Chen Qing was taken aback, then subconsciously retorted, "The three gods are supreme; how could they possibly be those brutal beasts?"

"Oh"

Yang Lin sneered.

Every awakened being who has experienced the apocalypse knows exactly what kind of people the Three Gods are.

In terms of sheer power, it was indeed a being of godlike status, supreme, great, and magnificent.

But this so-called god is not a god of humankind, but a god of those ferocious beasts.

For thousands of years, human society has enshrined the three gods on altars and worshipped them day and night. In the end, what they received was not the protection of the three gods, but ruthless invasion.

To Yang Lin, these so-called three gods were nothing more than ferocious beasts possessing divine power; they were all aliens and enemies.

"Many truths in history are often buried in a series of lies."

Yang Lin sneered, "But since I dared to come see you today, I naturally have a way to make you believe the truth."

"Go and make preparations. Tomorrow, take some people with me to a place. Once we find someone, you will understand the truth."

"Who is it?"

Chen Qing frowned. Although she felt a little uncomfortable with Yang Lin's words, she still asked him in return with some curiosity.

Although they weren't exactly close friends, she knew very well what kind of person Yang Lin was.

This is an extremely confident person; since he has said such a thing, he must be able to do it.

"Let's go to a historical site."

Yang Lin paused for a moment, then said, "Let's meet the ancestors of your Sacred Heart Sect."

half a month later.

In a desolate desert, a group of people are making arduous progress.

This place is shrouded in sandstorms year-round. The powerful sandstorms and harsh environment keep all outsiders away, causing any adventurers who dare to venture into this dangerous area to stop and dare not continue forward.

But the group that came today was different.

Because these are not normal people.

As a Holy Maiden of the Sacred Heart Sect, Chen Qing had undergone the baptism of the Sacred Heart Sect's sacred objects, which fully activated her excellent potential, thus giving her powerful sacred power.

With this holy power, although one cannot confront an army head-on, one can at least protect the future of some people and keep the sandstorms here without much problem.

Moreover, besides the Holy Maiden, the Sacred Heart Sect, as an organization with a long history, has a foundation that should not be underestimated. One sacred object after another was brought out from within, making Yang Lin, who was responsible for giving directions, somewhat envious.

"With such a vast fortune, how exactly was the Sacred Heart Sect destroyed in its previous existence?"

Walking along the road, enveloped by the holy power emanating from Chen Qing, and looking at the holy artifacts held by the people around him, Yang Lin muttered with a hint of envy.

In my previous life, not long after the Awakening Era began, the Sacred Heart Sect was wiped out by the Sotu Sect, leaving behind very little information and data.

As an organization that collapsed so quickly, Yang Lin originally thought that the Sacred Heart Sect was not strong, which is why it was quickly wiped out by its old rival at the very beginning of the Awakening Era.

But now it seems that this is not weak at all, but terrifyingly strong!

The so-called sacred object is no simple thing.

Each sacred object is a continuation of the life of a king-level being; it is something that only a king-level being can create by contributing their own essence.

In other words, each sacred object represents the life of a king-level being.

Although its power was greatly diminished due to being made into a sacred object, it still retained a considerable amount of its former king-level power. While it was naturally inferior to a true king-level awakened being, it could almost sweep away everything below the king level.

On Chen Qing alone, there were at least five or six sacred objects that Yang Lin had seen.

This is just what has been taken out; there are certainly some sacred objects left in the Sacred Heart Church, and they will not take them all out.

With so many sacred artifacts brought out, let alone Yang Lin, even someone like Li Wang, one of the top king-level beings, would likely be in great danger facing such a lineup.

Of course, because the world is still in a period of dormancy, the origins of these sacred objects are dormant, and their original power cannot be fully exerted; only a small portion can be unleashed.

However, this is still terrifying; it's enough for the Sacred Heart Church to act with impunity in various countries.

"With so many sacred artifacts, how did the Sacred Heart Cult ever fail in its previous life?"

Seeing the dazzling holy light emanating from Chen Qing, Yang Lin couldn't help but feel a pang of envy, and the thought involuntarily flashed through his mind: "Could the power of the Sotu Cult really be this terrifying?"

"Yang Lin".

Just then, a shout came from ahead.

As they entered the desert, Chen Qing turned to Yang Lin and asked, "We've arrived at the place you mentioned. What's next?"

"Use your holy power to try to sense it."

Facing the sandstorm, Yang Lin managed to speak: "This is an ancient relic left behind by your Sacred Heart Sect. The surrounding area is all arranged by your Sacred Heart Sect. You can use the holy power representing the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Heart Sect to sense it and activate the methods left behind in this desert."

"it is good."

Chen Qing nodded, then slowly closed his eyes, and a faint, holy radiance slowly emanated from his entire body.

The moment the holy white light surged forth, it seemed to activate something, causing the surrounding sandstorm to freeze instantly, as if influenced by some force, and the entire scene fell silent.

The next moment, Chen Qing couldn't help but open his eyes.

Because in his perception, a powerful force, originating from the same source as her holy power but many times stronger, was surging up from underground.

boom! !

The most magnificent scene unfolded.

From the spot, a holy pillar of light shot straight up from the ground, rising rapidly like a holy white dragon soaring into the sky, roaring its fury towards the vast heavens.

A vast expanse of white light shimmered across the earth. Layer upon layer of white light transformed the place into a legendary holy paradise. Just by seeing this scene, one could not help but feel a majestic, holy, and sacred power and aura.

Under the white glow, the scene in the original location slowly changed.

A sense of spatial disorientation arose in everyone's hearts, causing them to feel a sense of disorientation.

When they regained consciousness, the scene around them had completely changed.

The sandstorms that once raged in the area have disappeared.

The vast white radiance gradually faded away.

In the same spot, an old ruin stands before you, like a building left behind by ancient ancestors, ancient and worn, majestic and unique, standing quietly here.

"This is it."

Looking at the ruins before him, Chen Qing held his breath, his whole body trembling.

"This is the legacy left behind by your Sacred Heart Church."

Seemingly sensing Chen Qing's emotions, Yang Lin slowly walked forward, gazing at the magnificent ruins before him, and couldn't help but sigh, "Ancient city, Medora."

He had been to this ancient city before.

However, in his previous life, when he arrived at this ruin, it had been completely destroyed. Although many things remained, none were as magnificent as the one before him.

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