I changed the world.

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In particular, below, the cult's rituals continued...

Zhang Jing turned his gaze directly downwards, where a beam of dark blue light shot into the sky from the earthen platform, a truly magnificent sight.

Around the high platform, layers of prayers, along with the immense power generated by the blood sacrifice, formed a stable "anchor".

At this moment, Zhang Jing's eyes were flashing with golden flames. He could clearly see that in the void, illusory threads were connecting the two ends of the gap. These threads were as if they were alive, twisting and joining together to form thicker illusory chains.

The great being beyond the rift is using these anchors to constantly draw closer to this world, while simultaneously leaving its mark upon it. Meanwhile, it, sealed away for countless ages, is also drawing power from this ritual through these same anchor chains…

Even... the soul...

Volume Two: The Truth Hidden Behind History Books: Chapter 980 Erosion

However... that's all for now...

Zhang Jing coldly watched as a giant tentacle emerged from the crevice, coiling around a wailing soul and pulling it back into the crevice. More tentacles squeezed out from the crevice, probing and assimilating the surrounding space. With the presence of a seal, even with the power of the sacrifices below, this "god" from ancient times would not be able to descend upon this region so easily.

Zhang Jing could even sense that those seemingly crumbling seals were far from fragile; on the contrary, they were displaying an increasingly strong counterforce. The power that sealed them did not come solely from the seals themselves. These seals were integrated with the entire space, and even the surrounding void and abyss. When the being sealed within attempted to break free from the seals and escape its current state, it was not actually fighting against the seals themselves, but against the entire world. This resulted in the greater the degree of its descent, the greater the resistance it encountered.

Therefore, when facing this kind of seal, confrontation is not an ideal method, and the method used by the deity in front of us is "erosion".

This erosion did not begin with the sealed deity himself, but rather through the rituals of those cultists. These entities, which have become "anchors," are like traitors within a massive defense system, or like anthills on a thousand-mile dike.

It seems that this was the era before, when cults would face severe suppression and elimination. For the sake of the survival and stability of human society, this was indeed necessary!

This observation greatly helped Zhang Jing to better understand the essence of the "gods." He clearly observed that the being before him was gradually assimilating the surrounding area through continuous erosion and using its own "kingdom," causing the two to overlap, thus allowing it to further break through the gaps and descend into this world.

However, even now, because its essence is too sublime, it has only tentatively extended a very small part of its body into this world, like the tentacles of an insect deep in a cave. It is learning about this world and using the energy it gains from this world to further awaken itself, so as to unleash greater power to reach this world and lay the foundation for finally breaking the seal.

In essence, gods are completely different from ordinary beings. At this moment, this ancient and great being's body is traversing two different worlds. In Zhang Jing's eyes, what he can see is far richer than what ordinary people on the ground can see.

He could clearly see firefly-like "seeds," like drifting dandelions, continuously scattering from the enormous crack towards the ground. As these seeds slowly fell, they transformed into monsters of various shapes...

As these monsters land, the rate at which the entire "world" is being eroded is accelerating, and correspondingly, the area of ​​the fog is constantly expanding, spreading in all directions.

At the same time, as the "world" is being eroded, His authority is constantly extending to related areas of this world. Misula Island is an island in the ocean, and its surrounding nature makes the extension of the "sea god's" authority extremely smooth.

The storm currently sweeping across the island is a manifestation of this extension of authority. If this being were to descend further, it would likely unleash an even larger storm, potentially dragging the entire island into the sea.

While Zhang Jing was observing the "Sea God" who was constantly descending, his presence had already been noticed by the other party. Zhang Jing could clearly feel that on the other side of the crack, there seemed to be a pair of majestic, profound, and angry eyes staring at him through the crack.

The surrounding clouds surged more and more violently, as if stirred up by chaos. Zhang Jing could feel an extremely powerful spiritual pressure forming in front of him, rapidly pressing down on him layer by layer.

Countless whispers seemed to echo in his ears. Zhang Jing could sense that being was probing his spirit from various angles. However, at this moment, the power it could send was still limited, and such probing was far from enough to break through his mental barrier.

Zhang Jing's face showed an extremely solemn expression, but he raised his hands and slowly brought them together.

His movements were not fast, but rather slow, as if something invisible to ordinary people was being compressed between his empty palms.

Finally, Zhang Jing brought his hands together, forming a profound hand seal. At the same time, he uttered a single word: "Array!"

But then a flash of clear light appeared behind him, and immediately following it, a huge magic array was unfolding beneath him, with his location as the center. The light intensified, and lightning surged like a torrent. Array diagrams made of lightning began to expand rapidly into the distance, pushing the surrounding dark and chaotic clouds outward!

The flames of thunder danced, and the blazing white lightning spread in all directions like a tide.

At the same time, Zhang Jing simply reached out and grasped, and an ancient sword appeared in his previously empty hand—the Heavenly Punishment Sword. Simultaneously, a lofty, majestic, and aloof aura began to rise from him.

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Below, of the tourists who were still kneeling on the ground, only five remained. Jerome was still alive, but he was lying on the ground in a state of collapse, trembling. He had his head pressed against the ground, and if possible, he wished he could bury his head in the soil so that those terrible monsters could not see him.

Yes, monsters. At this moment, the surrounding natives have all been transformed into bizarre beings. They keep dragging tourists out one by one. No matter how much they struggle, resist, beg for mercy, or even try to escape, they will all have their throats slit open and be bled out like chickens being slaughtered. Then, even their souls will be snatched away by the terrifying evil beings in the sky...

"Holy Lord... what kind of evil is that..." Jerome muttered, trembling like a leaf, his lower body already soaked, and he didn't know when he could finally ejaculate...

Suddenly, he heard the drumbeats that seemed to never stop stop, and even the tide of prayers stopped; everything seemed to have been paused.

Volume Two: The Truth Hidden Behind History Books: Chapter 981 The Most Devout Believer

Jerome trembled as he raised his head and looked around in fear. He then noticed that all the strange "monsters" around him had raised their heads and were looking up at the sky, where lights were flashing and thunder was faintly rumbling.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the sky in the direction from which the light was projected, and then his eyes widened as he saw a massive net of lightning covering the entire sky!

This enormous "net" is entirely composed of bolts of lightning, just like the blazing white lightning seen during a thunderstorm. At this moment, it spreads across the entire sky like an ocean, creating a breathtaking and spectacular scene!

These thunderbolts, like raging silver serpents or the wrathful punishment of the gods, repelled the dense clouds that had been swirling and pressing down like vortexes, and even stretched deeper into the clouds...

As a human being, Jerome's first reaction to such a catastrophic scene was profound shock and awe. The fear of the power of nature made him subconsciously think of the gods in myths and legends...

"Holy Lord... could it be that you have finally sent down divine punishment to punish these evil demons?!" Jerome's eyes lit up with hope.

The next moment, a brilliant light seemed to flash in the dark sky. Jerome thought he was probably hallucinating; he wasn't sure if he had actually seen that flash of light.

However, in the very next moment, the huge earthen platform that looked like a pyramid not far from him suddenly exploded from the inside out!

Yes, it exploded. The earthen platform seemed to contain a huge amount of explosives. Except for the loud sound of an explosion, the entire platform kept breaking apart and flying in all directions. The parts that were not blown away disintegrated like a sandcastle and collapsed completely!

Jerome's mouth dropped open in disbelief. He didn't even understand what was happening. At the same moment, the ground around him suddenly caved in, collapsing and crumbling like an earthquake, with cracks spreading in all directions...

What shocked and disbelieved him even more was that, even though the surrounding area was in a scene of cataclysmic destruction, with everything collapsing and crumbling, the spot where he and the few remaining tourists kneeling on the ground were located remained remarkably intact, without being affected in any way!

"Lord... Lord... Is it you? Have you finally heard my prayers and my supplications?"

"Please forgive my past disrespect...Please forgive my disrespect for worship..." At that moment, Jerome's eyes filled with tears, and he murmured a prayer. He had made up his mind to pray every week from now on, and at home, he would pray before meals like a devout believer!

No! Not just like, he is now the most devout believer!!!

In the sky, the tentacles that had already emerged from the cracks, seemingly both real and illusory, appeared to be enraged. Zhang Jing could feel the pressure around him intensify in an instant, and the tentacles instantly transformed into even more ethereal shadows. They turned around and wrapped themselves around the blazing lightning, seemingly not too afraid of the power of the lightning. Instead, they began to erode the giant net woven by the lightning.

Unlike the demons Zhang Jing had encountered before, the power before him, though seemingly strange and unpredictable, was not simply an evil spirit in essence. It even possessed authority over the ocean and storms, which meant that the blazing lightning could not subdue it as it had done with ordinary demons.

Two different forces began to intertwine and erode each other, and the chaotic spiritual pressure distorted the surrounding space, making it increasingly difficult to see, much like light and shadow distorted by the summer heat.

As the forces continued to intertwine, the entity behind the enormous rift in the sky began to unleash even more power upon this world. Countless entities, like illusory shadows or abstract threads, constantly shifted their forms, appearing both real and unreal, desperately squeezing out from the seal's cracks, relentlessly probing, entangled, and eroding the massive lightning net laid out by Zhang Jing…

The surrounding clouds began to swirl and surge more violently. In the dark sky, the gray-black clouds surged like turbulent waves. Below the clouds, the storm continued. Strong winds accompanied by waves battered the entire island like a child being humiliated. At this moment, almost everyone on the island hid in their homes, trembling as they watched the storm outside their windows.

In the misty region of the southern part of the island, the clouds are constantly pressing down, merging with the mist below and gradually becoming one. The wind is getting stronger, with rain, storms, and thunder. The ground has become a strange, otherworldly landscape, with monsters roaming around it. The entire misty region has become chaotic and fragmented. Especially when the great being within that seal begins to project even greater power into this world, it is as if the earth, water, fire, and wind of this world have been disrupted, and everything is so chaotic and disordered.

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Jairomur lay sprawled on the ground under the umbrella. The swirling, swirling clouds in the sky pressed down relentlessly, giving him the illusion that the sky was falling! A fierce wind howled around him, uprooting large trees from the surrounding area.

The broken, collapsed earthen mounds were blown about in all directions, dangerous and deadly. Jerome witnessed a tourist who had stood up and tried to run away being hit on the head by something that was flying—whether it was a rock, a clod of earth, or a branch—and fall straight down...

Even some of the natives who had mutated into bizarre beings were swept into the air by the fierce wind, letting out shrill screams, while many more "people," like him, lay prostrate on the ground, praying in terror...

He could hear nothing but a violent howling sound. He felt as if the whole world was collapsing, and he was being spun and rolled like he'd been thrown into a washing machine. Terrified, he clutched his head, muttering prayers under his breath…

Volume Two: The Truth Hidden Behind History: Chapter 982 Words Become Law!

"Holy Spirit...please...please come among us...give us strength...peace...so that we may not feel fear in our difficulties..."

He clutched his head, pressing it tightly against the cold, rain-soaked ground, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself in it...

In his eyes, the entire world around him seemed to be spinning in waves, with clouds, fog, wind, and thunder swirling around it as if it had transformed into a chaotic and unreal, insane dream, and he was trapped in this nightmare, unable to wake up...

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At this very moment, high in the sky, Zhang Jing's face also revealed a trace of solemnity. Behind him, the entire space seemed to be becoming transparent, and the boundary between reality and illusion was breaking down and overlapping. He was clearly standing there, yet he seemed to exist in another distant space, wearing a tall crown, his face indifferent and sublime...

In the real world, he...

He was in the abyss...

He, existing in two separate positions, is now converging, and different dimensions are returning...

The next moment, a huge beam of clear light shone from the void behind Zhang Jing, like a flame that burned through ice, and began to calm and strip away the surrounding storm forces. The chaotic earth, water, fire and wind seemed to begin to recombine...

A beam of light shot into the sky, piercing through the clouds and spreading in all directions, gradually dissolving and disintegrating the surrounding gray-black clouds...

Zhang Jing could hear a deep, angry voice, seemingly ringing in his ears, yet also seemingly echoing from a distant space. He could see the enormous figure, seemingly hidden in the depths of an abyss, casting its gaze upon him.

The storm high in the sky had now become like ocean currents, as if the sky and the sea had reversed or merged into one. The illusory dream and the real world were merging. A maddening murmur echoed in his ears. The immense water pressure in the abyss, the slippery and sticky touch, and the surging, violent tides seemed to be dragging Zhang Jing into the boundless depths of the undercurrent...

The storm transformed into a raging torrent, only to be swept away into nothingness by the clear light. The surrounding elements were constantly shifting, eroding, and changing each other, as two completely different forces were locked in a constant struggle...

At that very moment, Zhang Jing, seated high on his throne above the abyss, took a golden scale from the ancient table before him and tossed it forward…

As the scales were tossed, they grew larger and larger, crossing the boundary between illusion and reality...

"Judgement!"

A high-pitched voice rang out, seemingly coming from beyond countless worlds...

For a moment, the battle in the sky seemed to freeze, and at the boundary between illusion and reality, a colossal, towering scale was erected. The power of the sealed sea god, descending upon this world, was gathered and bound together by some kind of law, forming a gigantic entity over a hundred meters tall, its body resembling a mixture of viscous asphalt and black liquid. This bizarre being's body, like a semi-solidified liquid, constantly sprouted tentacles with tendrils. At its center, Delvoir, enormous eyeballs, like jewels embedded in its body, intertwined with the tentacles, creating a constantly emerging, dissipating illusory black energy and mist around it…

This is a bizarre existence that could drive an ordinary human mad with just one glance!

However, although from a human perspective this being is insane and bizarre, strange and twisted, it can indeed be called sublime and great. Even though this is only a part of the being known as "Argon the Sea God" that has been revealed from its seal, Zhang Jing knows that even though this part looks twisted and bizarre, its essence is indeed an absolute deity...

At this moment, this colossal being was struggling violently. Its powerful, materialized rage distorted the void, making it appear increasingly twisted and bizarre. Its enormous form expanded and extended in all directions with its rage, attempting to erode and distort everything around it. Yet, even so, it remained firmly bound. The massive scales beneath it seemed to originate from a completely different space, utterly unaffected by it.

Outside the scales, a colossal figure clad in feathered robes stood tall and imposing, transcending the scales and indifferently observing the evil god upon them.

"Evil God!!!" A huge and majestic voice seemed to echo throughout the entire space!

"You act recklessly and arbitrarily, you fail to manage your subordinates properly, you allow demons to run rampant, and you harm innocent lives!"

This is the first of his crimes!

What you say is what you do!!!