The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“Go, don’t stay here, the beast tide is coming, those who don’t want to die, hurry back to the village, take your clansmen and leave this place!”

During the people’s anxiety and uneasiness, someone finally managed to regain their senses from the immense sorrow and despair that came with the fall of the gods. They noticed the slight trembling of the ground beneath their feet, and even saw trees filled with lush foliage in the distance being hit one after another, before being trampled upon by the swarm of beasts.

The fall of the gods from the sky did more than create destruction for the area directly beneath and its surroundings. The shockwaves it stirred up, and the desperate roar it issued upon its final fall, set the hearts of those in the hundreds of miles of mountains surrounding it to racing.

Like a madness had taken them, the beasts and birds of the mountains fled towards the outside of the mountains. This was the instinct of the wild beasts to seek blessings and flee from disasters. The brutality and ferocity of the spirits of the mountains were targeted only outside the mountains.

To the spirits living in the mountains, the Mountain god was like their parents, maintaining the group of mountains. Now, the god had fallen, naturally driving the beasts to flee in a panic.

The resulting beast tide would cause a devastating impact on the villages and the Human Race gathering areas surrounding the mountains. Those who would bear the brunt of it would naturally be these villagers who had now lost the blessings and protection of the mountain god. They had not yet left the large mountains.

These villagers, who had lived by the mountains for generations and had a wealth of experience, knew that if they did not hide in time and met the beast tide head-on, they would all be trampled into pulp by the stampede, even without the beasts tearing them apart.

“Go, hurry back to the village.”

The people who were reminded came back to their senses from their panic and despair. Looking at the roaring and rushing beast tide that was about to arrive, they all got up from the ground in panic, wanting to leave here and return to the village in their hearts that seemed the safest, hiding in the arms of the women they had caught and brought back.

Boom!

However, the winds in the sky were surging, and the original bad weather suddenly changed drastically, with hundreds of thunder serpents roaming in the clouds. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning thick as a human’s body directly fell from the sky, hitting their all too familiar direction.

The huge thunderous roar struck the ground, causing a large amount of smoke and dust to rise. Vaguely, there seemed to be sounds of women crying and men howling in distress.

This scene of lightning from the heavens struck fear into the group of people who were just about to escape back to the village. Having lived on this land for decades, they could not fail to recognize that the area struck by lightning was clearly their village from where they had come.

“What the hell is actually happening? Can anyone tell me, why is all this happening without reason?”

“Could it be that we have harmed too many people, and that is why God is angry?”

As the voice fell, a series of thunderbolts fell onto their familiar place, causing those who wanted to retort subconsciously to quickly seal their mouths, not daring to utter a single word.

“We have committed too many sins, and God can’t bear to watch anymore!”

“Hahaha, this is divine punishment, this is divine punishment!”

Unable to see the righteous energy that was still in existence in the sky, having witnessed the inexplicable fall of the gods and following that, the spectacle of their village being struck by continuous thunderbolts, the group of villagers who escorted the sacrifice up the mountain suddenly fell into defencelessness and started babbling madly.

They were startled by the sudden changes that had taken place, many of them were desperate and fell onto the ground. Facing the sky where the wind was surging, and the thunder and lightning were flashing, they began to knock their heads against the ground, crying and weeping, sincerely repenting, and praying for the heavens to give them one more chance to reform.

“Heavenly Father, I know I was wrong, give me one more chance, and I will do good deeds and never commit evil again!”

In the midst of these people revealing their grotesque behavior, a majestic dragon chant came from the sky. Afterwards, a trail of clouds fell from the sky, forming a dragon head. It stretched down from the air, its eyes flashing with lightning, watching them firmly.

As if the Milky Way was overturned, the infinite power rendered the mountain villagers who were still kneeling head down petrified. They lay limp on the ground, their crotches trembling and a vulgar scent of fear emanated from them.

“Spare us, Dragon King!”

Looking at this dragon purely built of clouds and adorned with lightning, so lifelike that even its scales were clearly visible, the mountain villagers, already scared witless by the many unexpected events, were more panicked than ever, just knowing to kowtow. They didn’t care about the rocks and gravel in the soil, bloody their heads, leaving blood stains everywhere.

Boom!

However, the cloud dragon, whose head dangled from the sky, did not consider their pitiful behavior. It opened its majestic dragon head and a dazzlingly bright lightning surged out of its mouth. The raging lightning instantly burned the riffraff, who had killed countless people, into charcoal.

Roar!

After completely destroying this group of sacrificial villagers, the cloud dragon’s head instantly dispersed, and in the clouds, a golden dragon was still swimming around. Infinite electricity rushed around its body, surrounded by thousands of wind disasters.

Divine Incarnation Technique!

Physical Characteristic·Conquering Heavenly God

The armor itself, forged from the remains of the Dragon Clan, along with the Ming Dragon who devoured three divine Dragon Clan weapons. Under the divine blessing, the force it emits is so profound that even a Demon King must evade its sharpness.

With Feng Qing’an’s approval, the Ming Dragon, charged with imposing divine punishment, cast its gaze across the mountains and the countless villages that lay around them.

A mountain god of such grandeur, once fallen and allied with demons, wouldn’t be satisfied with merely devouring a boy and a girl each day. His demand from each village was a pair of children, making his daily human consumption far greater than this.

Those villages that had succumbed to the evil god’s tyranny, capturing blood meals for him and becoming his pawns, troubling their own kind, were the targets of the Ming Dragon. With every thunderbolt that fell, someone was turned into ash within the storm.

“Hahaha, well done!”

At the edge of a mountain, within a village, a figure, looking hardly human due to his bloody mess of a body and imprisoned in a cage, laughed heartily at the heavy dark sky from which thunderbolts kept rumbling down. He constantly beat the wooden bars, shattering the scab of his blood, and tears mixed with the falling blood at the corner of his eyes.

“Oh Lord, you finally opened your eyes! Or was it some passing deity who couldn’t stand idly by?! Well done! Well and truly done! Young man, I salute you.”

Despite his been scarred from head to toe, the half-crippled man still struggled to get up and paid homage to the thunder-struck sky. There was no craving in it, only sheer gratitude.

Clean, wishful forces, invisible to the eye, rose to the sky, encompassing the Ming Dragon who was preparing to leave after dealing with the evil god’s remains. Feng Qing’an, stunned at the sight, whispered softly.

“The power of faith!”

“Tch!”

Looking at Qi Country that was plagued with demons, pain, and hell-like conditions, if a cultivator were to stand up at this moment, manifest miracles, save the common people from fire and water, and gain their faith to build his divine body,

Then wouldn’t these spirits with followers all over the country be able to dispense blessings without geographical constraints? But what exactly are these spirits?

Titles like “City God of the Prefecture”, “City God of the State”, are already insufficient to explain, and the so-called “City God of the Capital” seem to have a high status, but people will still venerate their regular gods outside of the capital. After all, the emperor is far away from the mountains, who can compete with what’s present and in control?

“Ming Dragon, how do you feel?”

Looking at Ming Dragon whose body now enshrined the power of faith, Feng Qing’an asked.

Hmm~

It was only upon hearing Feng Qing’an’s question that the little fellow noticed the difference in his body. It looked down at the faith power entwining his body, curiously stretching out its paw to touch a transparent filament.

The intention embedded in it immediately entered its consciousness. It was filled with sincere thanks and prayers for it to bring down more thunderbolts to punish the wicked.

Listening to the little fellow’s description and seeing the source of these forces of faith, a strange look crossed Feng Qing’an’s face.

What would be the outcome if this guy made a grand appearance in the sky and showed his existence to the saved refugees who witnessed the thunderbolts?

Would they consider it the true dragon controlling divine retribution?

Considering the inherent divinity of dragons, wherever there is water, there must be a dragon monarch. Worshiping the real dragon is not unusual. If so, what would be the divine name bestowed upon it?

The God of Divine Punishment?

The Dragon King of Divine Condemnation?

A deity like this, with followers spread all over, how powerful would it be? Feng Qing’an felt a twinge of curiosity.

However, Feng Qing’an was also well aware of the weightiness of the beings who become embodiments of faith. During his time wandering in Qi Country, he saw many deities who were unable to protect their people and were thus backfired by the power of faith. Their divine bodies collapsed, and their spirits dissipated; the outcome was tragic.