Chapter 338: The Divine Region Expands, 1.2 Million Miles!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Lethe Underwater Mansion.
Lin Wudao followed the route in Feng Changqing’s memory and successfully arrived here.
The moment he entered the palace, his gaze fell on the ancient statue in the hall as well as a mysterious altar placed on the altar…
“River God of River Lethe?”
Looking at the mottled statue in front of him, Lin Wudao learned its specific identity and origin through the feedback of God’s Spiritual Eye.
It turned out that the Lethe Underwater Mansion had existed for an extremely long time. In fact, it had existed for a long time before the Tianfeng tribe was born.
According to God’s Spiritual Eye, the Lethe Underwater Mansion was built by the Lishan tribe before the Tushan family. It was a temple used to worship the River God of River Lethe.
However, due to some unknown reasons, the once prosperous Lishan tribe declined. As time passed, no one worshipped or cared for the temple of the River God of River Lethe. Just like that, it was abandoned.
Eighty thousand years ago, when the Tushan family rose to power, the ancestors of the Tianfeng tribe were lucky enough to come to the Lethe Underwater Mansion and gain the recognition of the Lethe Altar. Thus, the first generation of the emissary of River Lethe was born.
From that time on, the people of the Tianfeng tribe began to know about the Lethe Underwater Mansion, but it was not widely spread. Information about the emissary of River Lethe had always been passed down by word of mouth in the Tianfeng tribe. The tribesmen did not know the true situation.
During this period, as the Tianfeng tribe passed down their legacy for tens of thousands of years, the truth about the Lethe Underwater Mansion and the emissary of River Lethe became increasingly secretive.
Later on, the emissary of River Lethe was treated as a severe punishment in the tribe. Only those who had committed heinous crimes would be marked with the emissary of River Lethe’s mark.
Therefore, the Tianfeng tribe had never had a clear and firm belief. The River God of River Lethe was just a spiritual sustenance.
Until today, even Feng Zhentian and the few ancestors of the tribe were unaware of the existence of the Lethe Underwater Mansion, which caused the Tianfeng tribe to decline day by day.
As for the Lethe Altar, Lin Wudao learned how magical it was through the feedback from God’s Spiritual Eye.
This was indeed a divine artifact left behind in the human world. It already possessed a trace of divinity. Only creatures that had obtained its recognition could exercise its power.
The reason why Feng Changqing had transformed from a mortal with no cultivation to a perfection stage Divine Illumination realm powerhouse in three days was all thanks to this altar.
However, it could give one success, but it could also bring destruction. Once one became the emissary of River Lethe, one’s fate would be firmly bound by the Lethe Altar and one would never be able to escape until death.
It could be said that River Lethe was the emissary of River Lethe’s fate.
“If you want to gain something, you must first pay. It seems that Feng Changqing is indeed a pitiful man. He only wants to protect his family and tribe, but the heavens have been toying with him. In addition, the Lethe Altar is not simple either. It gives Feng Changqing great power in hopes to absorb the fate of the Tianfeng tribe to strengthen its divinity. Once its divinity is destroyed, it will also become an ordinary object.”
Thinking of this, a strange light flashed across Lin Wudao’s eyes.
Boom!
He stretched out his hand, and vast and boundless power surged out. He immediately grabbed the Lethe Altar and was prepared to leave with it.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Right at this moment, along with sharp air-piercing noises, Tushan Cangyue and Feng Changqing arrived at Lethe Underwater Mansion.
“Hmm? Feng Changqing’s injuries have actually recovered? It looks like Tushan Cangyue was the one who healed him.”
Lin Wudao was quite surprised when he saw Feng Changqing.
He hadn’t expected Tushan Cangyue to have settled the matter for him. It did save him a lot of trouble.
“Bastard, release the Lethe Altar!”
Seeing Lin Wudao holding the Lethe Altar, Feng Changqing was shocked and furious. He roared ferociously.
At the same time, Tushan Cangyue also looked at Lin Wudao, frowning because she could not see through the latter at all.
“Sir, you went to my tribe’s temple to dig graves, and now you’re here to steal my tribe’s treasure. I’m afraid it’s not justifiable, right?”
Her cold voice sounded in the hall.
Hearing this, Lin Wudao pretended to frown. He stared at Tushan Cangyue for a while, then nodded.
“Fine. The Lethe Altar has already acknowledged an owner, so it’s useless for me to have it anyway. Since it’s a supreme treasure of the Tushan family, I’ll give it back to you. After all, 1 am acquainted with the Tushan family. In the future, we might have the opportunity to work together. Take this as a token of making friends,” Lin Wudao smiled faintly.
Saying this, he threw the Lethe Altar to Tushan Cangyue. Following this, he flashed and disappeared.
Seeing this, although Tushan Cangyue had some doubts, she didn’t try to stop him. Her cold eyes looked at the Lethe Altar in front of her, deep in thought.
“High Priest, that person…”
“Let’s go back.”
Ignoring Feng Changqing’s anger, Tushan Cangyue waved her sleeves and took him away from River Lethe.
Whoosh!
After they left, Lin Wudao’s figure appeared once again in the Lethe Underwater Mansion.
“I had just been thinking about how to rightfully make the Lethe Altar the Qingshan Demonic God’s treasure. Unexpectedly, Tushan Cangyue solved this problem for me. Since the Lethe Altar has fallen into her hands, it won’t be long before it returns to my hands. With this, 1 have cleared my name too,” Lin Wudao smiled.
Boom!
Then, his cold gaze swept across the statue standing on the altar. He struck out with his palm and shattered it.
“In the future, this Lethe Underwater Mansion should have a new owner,” He murmured.
Following this, Lin Wudao was ready to leave to check on the situation of the War of Gods carried out by the Qingshan tribe.
Just as he took a step forward, the system notification sounded in his mind. [Ding!]
[Congratulations, the divine army under your command has conquered the Tianfeng tribe in a tyrannical manner. Your divine region has expanded by 500,000 miles.]
[Fate Energy value +100000000.]
[Congratulations, the divine army under your command has conquered the Chiyue tribe in a tyrannical manner. Your divine region has expanded by 500,000 miles.]
[Fate Energy value +100000000.]
[Congratulations, your divine region covers an area of 1.2 million kilometers. You have met the requirements to become a level 2 True God.]
[Congratulations, you have over 200,000 citizens and over 10,000 devout believers. You have met the requirements to become a level 2 True God.]
[Ding! Please hold a grand sacrificial ceremony as soon as possible and collect a million offerings. At that time, you will advance and become a level 2 True God.]
His divine region had reached 1.2 million kilometers and he now had 200,000 citizens?
Hearing the system notification, Lin Wudao’s spirit was greatly boosted.
At this point, he was only a million offerings away from becoming a level 2 True God.
“I don’t have to worry about this at all. According to the tradition of the Tushan family, after each War of Gods, they will hold a grand sacrificial ceremony. With the current huge number of believers, it’s not difficult to gather a million offerings. Now, I should prepare and wait to become a level 2 True God. Once the advancement is successful, another divine right will be activated.”
Lin Wudao’s eyes were shining.
Then, he immediately disappeared in a flash and headed toward the temple on Great Green Mountain..
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