You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

Simply put, "inspiration" is superior.

Regardless of whether the ritual is reliable or not, the ancient times were full of empirical procedures. Since Xia He saw faint traces of psionic energy, it means it was successful, and what she said was true.

As the high shaman chanted incantations, a black wind appeared in his hand, accompanied by the black feathers of flies, appearing both sinister and mysterious.

“The Eternal Heaven is responding to me.”

His confident words immediately drew shouts of "Long live!" from the crowd.

Xia He saw it as nothing more than a figment of imagination generated by the release of spiritual energy outside the body. Gegentana probably knew this too, but that didn't stop her from pretending to be a ghost.

In reality, there are so many cult groups even without supernatural powers, let alone truly mysterious worldviews.

call!

The black wind blew stronger and stronger, blowing the animal skin scroll covered with runes. Under the control of the girl in the animal skin skirt, some of the runes began to glow, and many barbarians looked over, their faces lighting up with joy.

"Very good, so far it's an auspicious sign..."

In fact, she can make any rune light up whenever she wants, it's all up to her.

In Gegentana's eyes, these people were nothing more than a bunch of fools who would obediently pay tribute after a little deception.

But today is different.

Even if you can't detect it, you can always feel a wisp of lofty and immense spiritual energy descending, making today's "ritual" exceptionally effective.

Moreover, the spiritual energy mixed with the power of faith is also transforming, so you might as well give it a try.

Long ago, she discovered that beyond this "present world" there was a higher-dimensional, psionic, and spacetime-distorted pure land. A brief glimpse into it revealed in her mind that its name, "Subspace," was full of riches.

The highly curious Gergentana wanted to try to contact it.

Xia He looked on with confusion:

"You've already learned to absorb the spiritual energy mixed in with the power of faith? Even Feng Tianyin can't do that."

"—No, that's not her skill."

The possessed captive looked at the enormous falcon-headed, human-bodied statue in the temple square, which subtly guided Gegentana, thus opening a rift in the mortal realm:

Subspace!

Xia He looked over coldly: "I see. It can't be said that anyone plotted it; it's just that a vague evil consciousness from the subspace is calling."

She was slightly taken aback, not expecting that the other party would be in such a short time, his spiritual energy dissipated, and he cried out in fear.

A single glance caused the statue to crack and then explode with a bang.

You self-destructed before I even used any force?

The flying debris startled everyone; the barbarians were stunned, completely bewildered. Then, Gergentana collapsed to the ground in terror, trembling as she pointed to the sky:

"It is the will of Heaven! The will of Heaven has come! This is punishment!"

Xia He was speechless, thinking to herself, "How can you blame me just because I glanced at it? It was clearly your fault for making a mistake."

In fact, she would have taken action regardless of whether the statue was destroyed or not. In the background of "Civilization Evolution", the Ria Space has both good and bad aspects, but it is definitely difficult to control and should not be touched too early. It must be destroyed.

I'm not pretending anymore.

As Xia He looked down openly, golden auspicious clouds rose in the sky.

Despite the overcast skies and falling snow, spring breezes suddenly arrived, the sky was clear and bright, and the clouds were shimmering with colorful light.

The lingering malevolent aura of that black psionic energy was now fully exposed, and everyone understood its ill intentions. It wasn't about explanation, but rather a natural, instinctive rejection; stripped of its seductive disguise, it was ugliness.

You should all take care of yourselves.

Before she finished speaking, all the statues collapsed in unison. Xia He, using the same trick again, glanced at them all, and the result was exactly the same.

There is no longer a trace of pollution in the entire Linchun and even the northern desert.

Even the barbarians felt a strange calm; the howls and babbling that lingered in the cold wind all disappeared, instead vanishing completely in the screams of fear.

There will never be a trace of them in the world.

The golden auspicious cloud didn't stay any longer and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving everyone stunned in place.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Heavenly Dao!"

Xia He did not actually leave, but watched as the faith in the Eternal Heaven rapidly wavered, with the progress bar plummeting to 51%. If it weren't for the historical inertia of faith, this wave would have almost wiped out a religious movement.

Although a powerful blow was later delivered to destroy the holy site and secure the victory, what's more intriguing now is:

How to explain the Great Shaman Gegentana?

Chapter 72 I was so scared I peed my pants (6K)

If a con artist's lies are exposed, he'll probably be devoured alive.

Feeling a sense of foreboding, Gegentanana bowed deeply and said, "We will sculpt a statue of His Majesty the Heavenly Dao and worship it together."

"Praise the Way of Heaven."

After the high shaman set an example, the others immediately followed suit. The Heavenly Dao truly possessed divine power; it was worth paying homage. Moreover, the Eternal Heaven's power was probably negligible, which was truly embarrassing.

It is now a harmless idol, unable to awe people or gain them faith.

The highest form of morality is the application of both grace and severity in the Way of Heaven.

then.

Xia He witnessed the qualities of a qualified con artist. With Gegentana's eloquent explanation, the incident was described as "the Eternal Heaven being polluted and the Heavenly Dao purifying it," thus offending no one.

They even packaged it up, claiming that the Heavenly Dao is the only orthodox tradition in this world, yet they do not reject any sects, which is why they help.

In conclusion, everyone should be grateful for the way of Heaven.

Therefore, Gegentana led everyone in a seamless worship ceremony of the Heavenly Way, emphasizing flexibility.

Xia He, watching from the screen, was both amused and exasperated. "You really managed to smooth things over, didn't you? And you cleverly upheld the Heavenly Dao without denying the belief in the Eternal Heaven, trying to maintain a fair balance."

The so-called "Eternal Heaven" has long been a legend, belonging to the primitive beliefs of nomadic peoples, but it has been tainted.

Therefore, she cannot deny it.

They continued to follow the old rules, showing respect and gratitude to Heaven.

Those who have witnessed true miracles can only feel awe.

The barbarian tribe, from top to bottom, dared not utter a single word of dissent; the entire Linchun was utterly silent. Everyone had witnessed it firsthand and dared not disbelieve it, firmly believing it to be supreme divine power, trembling with fear. Only now, looking back, do they feel utterly terrified.

They naturally bowed down in worship under the guidance of the high shaman, fearing they might offend the divine will that had manifested.

You're quite good at it.

Xia He acknowledged that Gegentana was truly capable of pushing the barbarian religion to this point on her own, maintaining her divine authority while remaining impartial to both the two superpowers.

He's resilient under pressure, intelligent, quick-witted, and has a strong heart; no wonder he's successful.

"In comparison, Feng Tianyin leans towards the manifestation of the divine, sitting upright and intimidating the villains. She is good at defense but not good at preaching and attacking, so the accumulation of faith in the Great Qian is slow."

"This guy is good at attacking, and he's figured out the concepts of sects and dogmas on his own. He's a talent."

But the story doesn't end there.

I severed my connection to the subspace, but the contamination still lurks in some ordinary shamans and books... It's not that it can't be resolved now, but it's best to leave it to Feng Tianyin. We can't let her handle all the difficulties; we should give the High Priest a chance to hone her skills.

Xia He then looked away.

Only after the faint oppressive aura completely disappeared did Gegentana breathe a sigh of relief.

She gritted her teeth and gazed into the distance. Then, she used her bangs to cover the tears welling in her eyes, kneeling on the ground, trembling slightly, her body drenched in sweat. It was terrifying; was that the will of Heaven?

The power of a single glance.

It has come to this.

The Way of Heaven is different from any other belief; it transcends everything, even surpassing the subspace.

How could a great shaman who has cultivated his faith for so many years not notice any problems? It's just that they share both glory and disgrace.

This break with the evil and dangerous remnant of the warp was fortunate. Putting aside everyone else, I should indeed say thank you. He probably heard it too, right? But apart from the legendary high priest, no one would care.

"Feng Tianyin, you are such a lucky old lady."

As he muttered to himself, the shaman beside him was about to help him up: "It's cold outside, please go back inside."

"Don't touch me."

Her stern rebuke made everyone shrink back. Although she had lost the mystery behind her ghostly words, she had gained an air of authority and a more worldly sense of oppression.

"I'm going to stay here and meditate to gain enlightenment. You can all get as far away from me as possible."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon and avoided the area.

Only then did Gengtana breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, she was glad that she had quickly knelt down on the grass while her body was trembling.

We really need to think carefully about the future development of religion and the awkward situation of hoping that the earth will absorb our influence.

She was so scared that she wet herself.

........

the other side.

Feng Tianyin led her troops back to the beacon tower's guard line, climbing the mountain to the highest point of the watchtower for a panoramic view.

The towering peaks of the Kurong Mountain range unfold before my eyes, with a sea of ​​clouds stretching to the horizon and golden eagles calling out. The mountains are covered in snow, and a cold wind howls, but just then the sun peeks through the clouds and shines down on the earth, its light shimmering through the snow and illuminating the path that stretches further.

The northern desert was right at the feet of the expeditionary force; they could charge down the hillside in one go.

The abandoned supplies, wagons, and provisions along the way were still faintly visible, indicating that the organization had failed to maintain its operations during the departure, which was truly embarrassing.

"...The barbarians have actually withdrawn their troops?"

Zhang Zhongsi, standing beside him, muttered to himself in disbelief.

However, Feng Tianyin shook her head and said, "It's far from being a serious injury, and not enough people have died, so they will definitely attack again. A fist only hurts when it's pulled back. It must be that the Great Khan has ordered a regrouping, and the next punch will be fatal."

"We are not afraid of barbarians."

"Of course, so our real enemy is not a mob, but this vast grassland."

“What you say is absolutely right, sir. We still lack intelligence about the distant north... However, these barbarians can serve as guides.”