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Chapter 1063: Chapter 107: There Is No Path to Immortality in This World (69) — Yamata no Orochi SOLO

Yamata no Orochi is actually also considered a god, but strictly speaking, it can only be said to be a pseudo-god.

Yan Wuyue World, being a Fragmented World, is essentially just a tiny part of the main real world. The god positions self-nurtured in the Fragmented World cannot gain recognition from the main real world—there is overlap between the god positions of the Fragmented World and the main real world; the god position of the Fragmented World is inevitably obliterated by the god position of the main real world.

Therefore, being forced to leave Yan Wuyue World, and being knocked off the altar and returned to the main real world, Yamata no Orochi doesn’t feel too heartbroken—unless it had resolved to hide in the Fragmented World all its life.

But even so, whether a pseudo-god or not, it has indeed initially stepped into this level.

More than anyone present, it understands what the aura emanating from this young man signifies—a Divine Lord, and one from the main real world.

Divine Lords possess Divine Power, which is born from the magnificent force of Heaven and Earth—a supreme majesty. It can be said to be part of the main real world’s Will, and to mortals, this is the sacred that must not be desecrated.

Suzuki-kai’s fighters and Song Family’s soldiers are now looking vacantly at the young man suspended above the altar, all inwardly falling into devotion.

At this moment, any disrespect is a grave sin. The ancient majesty is reweaving their cognition—they even drop the weapons in their hands.

Song Haoran gazes dumbfoundedly at this scene… looking at his companions who have been through life and death beside him, now turned devout, he feels a sense of déjà vu.

This kind of reverent worship involuntarily pulls Song Haoran back to the memory of his adventures in the City of Gold—when he acquired the Badge of the Sun God… a god had once resided in that ancient temple.

Now, a kind of instinctual impulse arises, giving Song Haoran the urge to kneel in worship. However, the Badge of the Sun God he wears gently trembles at this moment, and simultaneously, a peculiar whispering sound rings in Song Haoran’s ear.

This voice seems to be meant to dispel the reverence within Song Haoran’s heart; soon after it resounds, Song Haoran gradually returns to normal.

This is actually just a momentary occurrence—though having already come to his senses, Song Haoran imitates the behavior of everyone around him, suddenly lowering his head and dropping to one knee, displaying a bewildered expression.

If Yamata no Orochi weren’t so engrossed with this descending God spirit, perhaps it would have noticed Song Haoran’s anomaly—but even if it did notice now, it cannot afford to pay heed.

It is currently worrying inwardly that this mission of guarding might not be easily completed… at any moment, it might have to account for itself in this place.

That is a God spirit… a God spirit of the main real world… just don’t know which Divine Lord it is.

On the other side, Zi Xing, who had been rescued by Lian Zhen from the crystal pillar, is now also affected by the Divine Power, her blurry consciousness gradually regaining clarity.

Only her life force has been drained considerably, even the origin of Yin Greedy Wolf Force nearly sucked dry, making her weak as a dying person, barely able to lift her head, unable to speak… just, when did that group of modern people with weapons arrive behind her?

Zi Xing anxiously wonders.

Meanwhile, caught off guard by the arrival of the god spirit, Lian Zhen swiftly contemplates—a vicious gleam suddenly flickering in his eyes.

His palm quietly opens, a black light condensing into a sphere within the heart of his hand—Lian Zhen suddenly sends this black sphere hurtling towards the young man aloft, “Merely a God spirit descending through human possession, at best just a wisp of Divine Soul… without the container, it’s nothing!”

Lian Zhen is truly ruthless at heart; seeing the descending Divine Soul and container undergoing the final step of union—once successful, with this single wisp of Divine Soul, they might have to account for themselves here… forced to take a desperate gamble!!

Unexpectedly, just as the black light sphere is about to strike the young man, he directly extends his hand and the rapidly moving black sphere instantly dissipates!