I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 835 - 835 834. I am indeed a god

Chapter 835: 834. I am indeed a god. Chapter 835: 834. I am indeed a god. In the distance,

Ah Xiang felt a soul-trembling sensation as he saw the towering ancient tree.

He sought the unknown, pursued knowledge, but what he had just witnessed was so profound, so desperate.

The twisting monsters swarmed like a tsunami but were devoured in an instant by the pale yet dazzling flames. Incredibly, new greenery sprouted from the flames, and the towering tree suddenly covered the island, its pink petals fluttering down. Ah Xiang raised his hand and caught one.

Gently rubbing the soft petal between his fingers, he sniffed it and found that its subtle fragrance diluted the briny moisture of the sea breeze, refreshing to both spirit and mind.

Before this, Ah Xiang had encountered sea monsters, seen the great feats of the Transcendents, and touched the delicate craftsmanship of wise artisans. And now, a divine miracle was revealed before him, shattering all his previous worldviews and values.

He couldn’t help but kneel on the ground, just like all the other crew members.

Thump—

Several crew members began to prostrate themselves in worship, praying for the gods’ protection, failing even to notice that winds had begun to stir in the Windless Belt.

Ah Xiang stared blankly at the Divine Sakura, his mind empty, his sanity gone. Tears streamed down his face as he wished to stand here forever.

Captain Zhang Zheng, on the other hand, noticed a small boat approaching from the island.

On the boat stood two figures, a man and a woman, Lu Ban and Baobao.

“They truly are the messengers of the gods,” commented a crew member.

“Messengers of the gods!”

“Messengers of the gods!!”

“Messengers of the gods!!!”

The crew members immediately prostrated themselves, not daring to look directly at the two.

When Lu Ban and Baobao returned to the ship and saw these people, they exchanged a glance.

“I am no messenger of the gods,” Baobao said, pausing the worshipful crew members in their tracks.

They stared, stunned, at Baobao in her white robe and vermillion hakama as she stood with hands on her hips, her back straight and proud.

“Don’t underestimate me—I am a god.”

Upon hearing Baobao’s words, the crew members looked even more astonished, quickly bowing their heads again, daring not to look directly at her.

“A god!”

“A god!!”

“A god!!!”

Ah Xiang felt some confusion in his heart.

He wasn’t sure if Baobao was truly a god, but at that moment, after displaying such might, she deserved to be one.

“Those things just now were…”

Ah Xiang asked.

“They were contaminants that could not be eradicated through normal means; they had to be purged with Pure Fire… She is the Shrine Maiden who can wield Pure Fire,” Lu Ban explained thoughtfully, pointing toward Baobao.

Since Baobao was playing along with the act, Lu Ban decided to go with it too.

“Shrine Maiden!”

All the crew members prostrated themselves, worshiping Baobao.

“We need to establish a Shrine to worship the deities and ward off the contaminants,” Lu Ban said again.

The power of Shia needed to be anchored through ritual. Only in this way could she radiate her influence across Harmony Island and exterminate all emerging contaminants.

“We shall return to shore to find more people,” Lu Ban decided to spend more time in this world.

Upon hearing Lu Ban’s words, Zhang Zheng hurried the sailors to raise the sails.

It was not until then that he discovered that a fresh wind had begun to blow through the Windless Belt.

They had returned to the small island that served as a pirate stronghold, and after a long voyage, they finally came back to the port.

Lu Ban was seeing He Dao in this era for the first time.

The living standard here was about that of the late 19th century, except steam had not yet become widespread, and animal power remained the main form of transportation. The port was bustling, but it was mostly small commodities being exchanged, and fishing was still the primary source of income for the coastal people.

As soon as he set foot in the port, Lu Ban noticed that the expressions on the faces of the residents were slightly heavy.

After making some inquiries, Zhang Zheng learned that the Capital had been struck by a natural disaster, it seemed many people had died, leading to chaos and insecurity everywhere.

On the mainland there were still many countries, each waging their own wars, with conflicts erupting from time to time.

“Natural disaster?”

Lu Ban thought about it and felt that the likelihood of a natural disaster occurring inland at this point in time was not high, there was a great possibility it was the influence of “evil entities.”

If “evil entities” appeared in the inland areas, then it would definitely be impossible to continue living there.

Lu Ban remembered that the Great Shrine of Harmony Island, where the Divine Sakura was located, was the political and cultural center of He Dao in the future, representing that the majority of the population lived there. Thus, the political and cultural center of this era must be at what would become the fringe regions in the future.

“Why not go and see for ourselves?”

Baobao was quite immersed in the role; in the presence of others she maintained a deep, unapproachable solemnity, only in front of Lu Ban did she behave like a child.

She directly grabbed Lu Ban’s hand and stepped forward, the scenery around them suddenly changed.

The sky turned red, the color of firelight reflecting off the dark clouds above, and in front, the once splendid and prosperous city had fallen into a sea of fire, with endless screams of terror, made all the more chilling by the sound of something writhing.

Lu Ban saw a contingent of people ahead.

Soldiers clad in rattan armor, wielding long spears, along with a lavishly decorated carriage, and a host of servants, were hurrying towards Lu Ban’s direction.

They ignored the disaster victims beside them, even rolling over those people who could not get out of the way in time. Looking at the flags, it appeared they belonged to the royal family of this country.

“Make way, make way, clear a path for His Majesty!”

The lead soldier shouted, one could feel they too were exhausted to the core. This calamity could not be resisted by the force of Mortals, even the mightiest Transcendent was nothing more than food in the face of those monsters.

With his True Sight, Lu Ban could see inside the carriage, where the corpulent king still held a golden goblet and reveled with drink, a seductive woman in his arms, and a feast laid before him.

Even on the run, he had not given up on pleasure.

Rather, it could be said, precisely because he knew his chances were slim, he wanted to indulge one last time.

Lu Ban stood in the middle of the road, blocking the path of the approaching entourage.

“Move aside, don’t block the way!”

The soldier raised his whip, trying to drive Lu Ban away.

But his gaze was soon drawn to the woman beside Lu Ban.

The woman in strange clothes was like a magic-laden object that instantly subdued him and the other soldiers, causing the procession to halt and leading to chaos.

“Why have we stopped?”

The king of this country pulled back the curtain of his carriage, asking eagerly, while still holding a half-eaten chicken leg in his hand.

But all doubt vanished at the sight of Baobao.

“The city has been attacked by ‘evil entities,’ we are here to cleanse these ‘evil entities.'”

Lu Ban said.

“Take all the living people in the city with you, head to the seaside, the place that can shelter you is on the sea.”

He pointed towards the sea.

The soldiers were still skeptical, while the king of the country had come back to his senses.

“Go on, go on, what are you waiting for!?”

He urged the coachmen, and when he saw that they didn’t move, he even took the reins himself, trying to drive the carriage.

But in the next moment, the corpulent and bloated king stopped his movements. He began to dig at his own face, nostrils, mouth, eyes, quickly gouging out his own eyeballs, blood covering his face, his fingers didn’t stop, but dug further into the cavities, pulling out pink matter.

Thud—

The man once the most noble in this country collapsed into the ground, mixing with cow dung and filth.

“From now on, this world will no longer have any emperor, only the Shrine Maiden of the Great Shrine of Harmony Island is the one you should all follow.”

Lu Ban immediately said.

Those soldiers, nobles, ministers, and commoners, seeing this scene, immediately knelt on their knees, collapsed in worship, praying to the divine.