Chapter 887: Power of Faith

Inside the sealed room, it was like a roar. If the nuclear material were actually launched, this city would be pierced through, and under the nuclear radiation, no one could survive.

This was a sin. Once the nuclear material was launched, hundreds of thousands of people would die.

"As long as we do it discreetly, this matter won't leak out. It's also for the good of our country." The two men snorted coldly. They had already secretly ordered the launch of the nuclear material.

On the street, Yang Tian had no idea that these people, due to unfounded fears, would take such extreme actions.

The Red Archbishop led the way. According to his explanation, many collectors had a great number of such items, most of which were treasures plundered during the World Wars.

Yang Tian was somewhat expectant. Would there be more of such heavy artifacts inside? Heavy artifacts that imitated rules were too terrifying. Even someone who had not comprehended rules could possibly unleash divine power from rules and contend with great figures.

Just as he was pondering, he frowned slightly, looked up at the sky, and found that the stars were beginning to fall into chaos, with the killing star shifting. His heart trembled instantly—this was a sign of a great calamity descending.

Yang Tian couldn't help but clench his fist. Being able to cause the killing star to shift meant a great disaster, blood staining the world, extremely terrifying.

His eyes shot divine light as he looked around. He felt that this matter was caused by him, because the killing star was pointing at him.

"Why do I feel the ground shaking?" Qing Xiaoyue's heart was startled. Could it be an earthquake?

"Me too. I have a bad premonition. What's happening?" The Red Archbishop was also startled, feeling as if an invisible hand was reaching for him.

Many people felt it too. It seemed like an omen of death, unsettling and making them tremble.

Yang Tian stamped his foot slightly, suppressing the nearly overturning world, and looked ahead.

"Heavens, what is that?!" Xiaoyue noticed a blinding light erupting in that place, filled with a destructive aura, pressing down overwhelmingly from the sky, then rapidly spreading outward.

"Oh, they're crazy! That's a nuclear bomb, a nuclear bomb!" The Red Archbishop screamed, his whole body trembling. It was a nuclear bomb; he sensed a destructive aura.

Hearing the scream, the people around fled in panic, frantically distancing themselves. If the nuclear bomb exploded, this city would be destroyed.

"God, save your people, please." The Red Archbishop knelt devoutly, begging Yang Tian to intervene and suppress it.

"Yes, Brother Yang Tian, destroy that thing." Qing Xiaoyue shook Yang Tian's arm, fully confident in his ability.

The power of the nuclear bomb was terrifying. The sky shook, the earth trembled, and a terrible white light poured down, capable of sinking the land and causing boundless slaughter.

Many people went blind. The white light was too dazzling to see clearly, blinding their eyes.

In the haze, many saw a giant golden hand appear, stretching for dozens of miles, covering the sky like a canopy, as if about to strike down the heavens.

The golden hand rose and fell, erupting with ten thousand feet of golden light. Terrifying blood energy rumbled like a vast ocean emerging from the palm.

Spreading into the sky, the golden hand slowly pressed down. A large area of void collapsed, as if an empty world was descending, and the nuclear material began to dissipate.

The Red Archbishop was dumbfounded, more shocked than if he had seen God. Was this a god? Too terrifying. With a wave of his hand, a golden hand stretched for dozens of miles, ready to suppress the sky!

"Heavens, this is a miracle, a miracle!" Hundreds of thousands of eyes fixed on the golden hand, screaming wildly.

"Someone wants to destroy this city, which must have angered the god into acting. The god is saving us!"

Countless people knelt down, devoutly prostrating, too excited to speak. They abandoned God and worshipped the new god.

Yang Tian was not feeling well. His earlier action had aggravated his internal injuries, and he coughed up blood repeatedly. If his physical body were not so formidable, it would have split open.

Just as he felt weak, his eyes shot a golden light, and he looked shocked. He saw streams of strange energy converging into his body!

"This is!" Yang Tian was full of surprise, because he felt this energy was peaceful, vast, filled with incomparable divine power, as if it were the purest energy in the world.

Countless streams of this aura flew over, surging into his body. Yang Tian felt his injuries healing, and a most pure energy within his flesh.

"What terrifying energy! What's going on?" Yang Tian's expression changed slightly. This energy was extremely powerful, pure, and flawless.

His whole body radiated a holy aura, solemn and majestic, wrapped in golden light, emitting divine rays, as if a god was awakening.

He stood in the sky, radiating endless divine light, solemn and vast, inspiring a desire to worship.

He was like a divine sun, emitting infinite radiance, illuminating the world, as if to eradicate all evil.

"Where is the god? I see the god! His whole body is divine light!"

"It really is a god! He is protecting us, blocking the nuclear material. Long live the god!"

In this city, everyone saw a holy figure sitting cross-legged in the sky, radiating boundless divine light. Each person felt that streams of divine light were merging with them, and the god was in their hearts.

In the sealed laboratory, the three men had become statues—shocked, doubting, unbelieving, their emotions indescribably complex.

"Haha, two fools! You dared to strike at a god! You idiots, idiots!"

The god sat cross-legged in the sky, able to dissolve worldly evil and guide light into the world.

"This energy is exactly the same as that guided by the bronze statue on Mount Tai!" Yang Tian's heart trembled violently. He felt he had discovered a terrifying secret, a path that had been severed.

"This world is different from the Tianyang Continent!" Yang Tian asserted directly, his eyes shooting divine light, seeing much clearly.

"This should be the power of faith, using the hands of countless people to also suppress the world!" Yang Tian murmured inwardly. This was a new path.

Yan Long was also somewhat incredulous. This energy washed over Yang Tian's body, as if he were becoming a god, incredibly powerful.

"The bronze statue can absorb energy on its own. I wonder if I can create a golden body?" Yang Tian muttered to himself, then took action.

The golden hand slowly rose, then quickly retracted. Endless blood energy gradually condensed into a boundless golden body, pressing down on a high mountain. It was a hundred zhang tall, with immeasurable divine might, solemn and majestic.

Seeing the god disappear and a statue erected, countless people began to worship. Some started climbing up to offer sacrifices to the god.

"They worship me; I must bring them blessings." Yang Tian murmured inwardly, sending a thought into the statue. He could feel pure divine power surging around him. Whenever someone worshipped, more of this power appeared. Though small, it accumulated greatly.

Do not underestimate this divine power; it could help drive away all ailments.

The statue sat on the high mountain, sealed by Yang Tian. Anyone weaker than him could not destroy it.