Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming-Chapter 316 - 313 I Actually Became the Saint Heir of the Light Church?

Chapter 316: Chapter 313 I Actually Became the Saint Heir of the Light Church?

Atop the Holy Mountain, countless Clergy bustled back and forth, with knights clad in shining armor guarding along the pathways, standing by each entrance.

Today, the Holy Mountain was extraordinarily lively, as the Light Church sought to display its majesty and elevate its credibility, diminishing the hearts of resistance among the various royal families and nobility. At this time, they would invite royal families and nobility from various countries to witness the ceremony.

At the same time, at the base of the mountain, hundreds of thousands of devout followers gathered from all places to make their pilgrimage, thronging everywhere with a sea of people.

However, in the midst of the bustling activity, everything was still orderly, not the least bit chaotic; even the noise was scarce. Each believer’s face was filled with piety and fervor, turning to face the Holy Mountain with the utmost reverence.

Today was a significant day—not only a festival, but also the once-in-twenty-years occasion to select the Saint Heir. The Light God Church had made thorough preparations, absolutely not allowing any part of the process to disrupt this sacred day.

It wasn’t dawn yet, but Qin Feng had already risen.

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His expression solemn, he followed a Red Robed Bishop, along with the other Young Priests, towards the square in front of the summit’s Light Temple.

None of the Young Priests exceeded sixteen years of age because as they grow older, it’s easier for distracting thoughts to arise in their minds.

Only these young ones, with their pure hearts and young age, were more likely to gain divine recognition.

The square was extremely vast, with the ground neatly laid with white stone slabs, each inscribed with exquisite patterns.

The Light Temple in front was even more resplendent, the entire temple grand and majestic. The walls were adorned with statues of angels slaughtering demons and other evil creatures, everywhere manifesting the majesty and sanctity of the Light.

There were many matters today: conversations between the Pope and representatives of various royal households, exchanges among the major nobility, internal church affairs, and numerous ceremonies, all of which consumed quite a bit of time.

However, these had little to do with Qin Feng. He stayed with the other Young Priests, quietly waiting for the moment of selection to arrive.

Finally, after all the ceremonies were complete, the Pope stepped forward, ready to commence the announcement.

This was an old man with white beard and white hair, but his face bore few wrinkles, he seemed kindly and spirited.

However, as this old man stepped forward, not one person dared to make a sound, for fear of disrupting this sacred moment and provoking the elder who wielded the divine authority left by the Light God on earth.

Otherwise, the consequences would be very grave.

There had been an instance where a Prince of a kingdom—either foolish or accustomed to arrogance—dared to flirt with a female Priest during the selection. The Pope ordered him to be taken directly to the Heresy Court.

Even though they didn’t execute him immediately out of respect for his royal status, after his kingdom paid a high price to redeem the Prince, the once haughty and arrogant Prince became as tame as a lamb.

Having once delighted in teasing women, upon his return, he would hide at the sight of them, not even daring to speak a word to a woman, leaving one to wonder what those perverts at the Heresy Court did to “educate” him.

“A thousand years ago, the great Light God descended upon this world, bringing light to a world submerged in darkness.”

The Pope’s tone was gentle, yet it carried across the whole Holy Mountain, “The God led a mighty Angel Army to defeat the demons, saved mankind, and now, after a thousand years, God has not abandoned us, still sheltering us.

Today, will be the day we witness another miracle, the day we once again bathe in God’s grace.

Now, let us use holy songs of praise to extol the great Light God, may God’s radiance forever shine upon this world, and may we always bask in the Light…”

As he listened to the Pope’s unceasing words by his ear, Qin Feng’s heart was filled with shock.

Because he discovered that the Pope’s strength was unfathomable; he simply could not discern the Pope’s true power.

A delicate tone of voice, yet it spread across the entire Holy Mountain; a tone not too impassioned, yet it held a hint of bewitching power. It made all those who did not possess the Power of Rule involuntarily become excited with his words, as though the Light God truly was as omnipotent as he said, suppressing all darkness in the world with his own power, causing everyone’s emotions to surge with his cadence.

Qin Feng was sure; the Pope’s strength was at least on par with someone who could contend with a Dharma Image.

Those Red Robed Archbishops who presided over various countries all possessed the power of a Purple Mansion Cultivator. Being the foremost person of the Light God Church, the Pope who had presided over the Church Court for decades, his power was unimaginably strong.

And the Pope was only slightly more than a hundred years old.

In just a mere hundred years, to have attained strength beyond the Realm of Dharma Image was something truly shocking to hear.

For a moment, Qin Feng even considered simply switching to the Cultivation Method of the Light Church instead.

Unfortunately, once he calmed down, he immediately discarded the idea.

This was because the speed of a Priest’s cultivation depended on their devotion to the Light God. The more reverent and single-minded in their worship of the Divine, the quicker their strength would improve.

In this aspect, the Light Divine Sect was more extreme than other major churches. Although the methods of other churches were similar, requiring devout worship of the Divine, they did not seek purity to the same degree as the Light Divine Sect, which still placed greater importance on the Magic Power cultivated on their own.

However, despite the swift cultivation pace of the Light Divine Sect’s Priests, the demands placed on them were also greater. Moreover, because the overly pure Light Power was not well-suited to the human body and due to their rapid cultivation, they contained an excessive amount of Light Power without the aid of Cultivation Methods employing True Yuan to nourish the physical body like those found in the Cultivation World. Therefore, the higher the Cultivation of the Priest, the quicker they would die, leading to a rarity of old Priests over a few hundred years old.

Thus, the turnover rate of power transition between generations was the highest within the Light Church Court.

Not only did the Pope possess formidable Light Magic Power, but he also bore a strand of the Light God Power bestowed by the Light God Himself.

Although it was merely a strand, it was still not something his physical body could bear, causing the Popes throughout history to die even earlier.

Elsewhere, those who cultivated Fighting Energy or Magic and reached his level would have long become legendary experts, living for several hundred or even a thousand years without issue. If they took a further step and became Demigod Realm powerhouses, they could live for several thousand years.

Yet no Pope in history lived beyond two hundred years. If nothing major occurred and the Pope didn’t need to expend too much energy or strength, they could live to around one hundred and seventy or eighty. However, if they worked too hard or overexerted themselves, it was not uncommon for them to die at around one hundred and thirty or forty years of age.

Despite this, the Red Robed Archbishops and the Popes of every generation still pursued the Light Power with unwavering dedication. Although they did not wish to die, they also did not fear death.

Because the stronger their strength and spiritual power while alive, the higher their chance of successfully resurrecting as Angels after death.

Even though they only lived for one to two hundred years, they could become eternal Angels after death, and they were naturally willing to embrace this.

Finally, the Pope finished what he had to say, and a Cardinal Archbishop stepped forward a few paces behind him, announcing the official start of the Saint Heir selection ceremony.

The Cardinal Archbishop assisted the Pope with affairs on the Holy Mountain; their strength was comparable to that of the Red Robed Archbishops sent abroad to govern the religious authority in various countries. It wasn’t clear who was superior or inferior, but compared to the Red Robed Archbishops, they were simply closer to the Pope.

At this moment, the sun in the east had just risen from the Dark, a glowing red expanse.

However, as the throngs of Young Priests in the square began chanting praises to the Light God, filling the air with Light Magic Power and brilliance, that great sun also officially began to emit a gentle radiance, illuminating everyone in the square, bringing with it strands of warmth.

It had to be said, the timing of the Church was impeccable—it was as if all the light and warmth were brought about by the Holy Songs alone.

The Holy Songs were not Magic, but they required Magic Power for their chanting.

Ordinarily, the Holy Songs had no particular effect, their sole purpose being to praise the Light God.

And now, as the thousands of Young Priests in the square began their chanting, a radiance began to emanate from them. The stronger the glow and the louder the Holy Song, the more potent the Light Magic Power within them.

As their Holy Songs grew ever louder and the glow rising from them ever brighter, spreading to the sky above, the Light God in the Divine Realm seemed to have heard the call of the faithful, and a faint portal began to appear in the heavens.

A portal as holy and immaculate as White Jade itself.

The portal stood around sixteen zhang tall and ten zhang wide, adorned with intricate and beautiful patterns.

The entire portal stood abruptly in the sky above, showing no signs of falling, and with the chantings of the Young Priests, it became increasingly distinct.

This scene not only left the Royal Families and nobility watching from the summit of the Holy Mountain in awe, but it also gave the countless Cult Members and devotees both on the mountain and below the impression of a divine miracle, watching fervently, with numerous followers already bowing in respectful homage.

Even Qin Feng was taken aback.

What was this situation?

He had not felt the presence of such a portal here before.

Where did this great door come from?

Huh?

No, that’s not right!

He felt a strong spatial fluctuation.

Although Qin Feng had not yet mastered Space Divine Power, his strength had surged so drastically, and since he often observed the space within the Swallowing Sky Toad under the pretense of cultivating Space Divine Power, he was particularly sensitive to Space Power.

Furthermore, when this space gate appeared, the Space Power was so dense that, with his powerful Divine Sense, even though he did not dare to directly extend his Divine Sense to explore, since he was right beneath the gate, it was impossible for him not to feel the spatial fluctuation.

“Could it be… that this is a Space Gate?”

In an instant, Qin Feng came upon this possibility.

It seemed that this was the only possibility that could explain the origin of the door standing in midair.

The Space Gate was a portal connecting two worlds.

It was a gateway that could only be established after opening a passage at the most important nodes of the two worlds, and as long as this gateway existed, the powerhouses of both worlds could freely traverse it.

Of course, for those overwhelmingly powerful beings who controlled a Dao on their own, even if there was a Space Gate, when entering medium or small worlds, they would still face considerable suppression.

After all, they themselves were equivalent to a Dao; entering other worlds, they would naturally be incompatible with the Heavenly Dao of those worlds, so encountering suppression was to be expected.

On Qin Feng’s face, he maintained a look of devout fervor, but his mind was quickly spinning with various thoughts.

With this Space Gate here, should a great war erupt or anything that endangered the Light God Church occurs, the Divine Beings from the Light Divine System behind the Space Gate would surely come to the rescue swiftly.

If the Sect really wanted to attack this world, the first thing to do would be to shatter this Space Gate, closing off the Space Channel first; otherwise, in the midst of battle, if countless Combat Angels suddenly appeared from the Holy Mountain, it would undoubtedly result in heavy losses for his own side.

Hmm, the Light God Church has a Space Gate, I wonder if the Nature God System has such a portal?

The chances are high.

Otherwise, with the countless Combat Angels supporting the Light God Church, they would easily crush all the other Churches on the path and unify this world. The reason they haven’t done so must be due to other considerations.

While Qin Feng was pondering these things, following the chanting of the young priests, the Space Gate fully materialized from the space, no longer shrouded as if by a mist, but clearly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Instantly, not only did the countless Cult Members and believers on and around the Holy Mountain become more fervent, but the young priests chanting the Holy Song on the square were also sparing no expense of their Magic Power, pouring all their might into infusing Magic Power into the Holy Song.

The power of the Holy Song transformed into a radiance that gathered together and surged towards the Space Gate in midair.

Gradually, as the power grew stronger, the gateway started to tremble slightly, and then, pushed by the swarming Magic Power, a crack was opened.

In an instant, countless Light Magic Powers flooded out through the crack, spreading over the entire square and making the Light Magic Power on the square intensely dense.

And as the Space Gate opened wider and wider, the world beyond gradually revealed itself to everyone.

It was a world filled with gentle light everywhere, with a holy aura that touched people’s hearts, making all those who saw this scene involuntarily develop a desire to be part of it.

Moments later, the figures of about a dozen Angels flew over from a distance.

These Angels were handsome in appearance, with a pair of pure white wings on their backs, hovering in midair, and with a gentle flap of those wings, they rapidly approached the Space Gate.

They looked curiously through the gate, peering at the scenery on the other side. They seemed particularly curious about the young priests below, especially paying more attention to a few youths whose Light Magic Power was exceptionally strong, pointing and discussing among themselves.

Among the youths they pointed out was Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stood slightly behind in the crowd, intently observing the few youngsters at the forefront. Without a doubt, these were talents meticulously nurtured by a few great families from the Light Church Court, each one around the ages of fifteen or sixteen, yet they already possessed the strength of top-level Magic Guides.

Because Qin Feng wanted to catch the attention of the Church Court, he deliberately adjusted the brightness of the aura on his body to be only a smidgen weaker than those youngsters.

This move indeed made him quite conspicuous among the throng of youths and caught the high-level attention of the Church Court. Someone had already decided to recruit him later on, since cultivating a youth of his age properly, he could absolutely become an adept lieutenant.

In midair, behind the Space Gate, about a dozen two-winged Angels were pointing and discussing for quite a while, and even started arguing among themselves, until finally, they elected the tallest Angel among them.

That Angel set his gaze on one of the youths at the forefront, the one with the most potent aura.

Just as he prepared to traverse the Space Gate and come to this world, suddenly, from afar, another powerful aura arrived.

This aura, dominant and unconcealed, hadn’t yet approached closely but already intimidated the dozen two-winged Angels, pushing them to both sides.

Afterward, a four-winged Angel, with two pairs of wings on his back, appeared behind the Space Gate.

His gaze swiftly swept over the crowd below, lingering momentarily on the youngsters at the front of the queue before sliding past them and looking towards Qin Feng, who stood at a more rearward position in the crowd.

Qin Feng’s heart skipped a beat.

What did this guy mean by looking at him—could it be that he sensed a problem with his Light Power?

However, his expression remained inscrutable, his spirit quietly making a connection with the life-saving Jade Talisman in his Storage Bag, ready to activate the talisman and flee the place should anything go amiss.

To his great surprise, the expression on the face of the four-winged Angel did not show the slightest hint of displeasure; instead, it bore a trace of joy.

Subsequently, with a gentle beat of his wings, that Angel swiftly crossed the Space Gate and appeared over the top of the Holy Mountain, above the plaza.

The moment the four-winged Angel appeared, a powerful breath of Light Power dispersed in all directions, making all the Cult Members and believers on and below the mountain aware of his presence.

Countless believers knelt devoutly on the ground, mistaking the four-winged Angel for the Light God and worshipping him accordingly.

The four-winged Angel cooperatively waved his hand, releasing a broad array of Healing Light magic. The light, like a small sun, rose into the air, then showered down countless healing beams upon everyone.

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The Cult Members atop the Holy Mountain fared slightly better, while those believers below the mountain immediately became excited.

As soon as the Healing Light touched them, many of the believers, who had become weak from their long journey, suddenly felt strength growing within them, their vitality returning, and any illnesses disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Cries of gratitude and worship were incessant.

The four-winged Angel enjoyed the worship of those believers.

However, he soon came back to his senses and once again turned his gaze towards Qin Feng.

Then, he fluttered toward Qin Feng, gently drawing several strokes in the void with his finger, forming the semblance of a Magic Array before settling it onto Qin Feng’s forehead.

Qin Feng was somewhat taken aback.

What was going on?

Not sensing the slightest malice from the Angel, he did not dodge.

But once the other party branded the Magic Mark upon his forehead, he immediately understood.

This four-winged Angel had actually chosen him to be the current Saint Heir!

PS: Thanks to the Jealousy Church for the 30,000 starting coin reward; I’ll add an extra chapter for you when I have time!