Chapter 1850: The True Miracle of God

Chapter 1850: Chapter 1850: The True Miracle of God

"Next, please proclaim the divine will for the blessing of all people, Masters Priest." The Old Priest said, bowing to the thirteen Master Priests seated above the altar.

Below the stage, the excited cheers of the crowd echoed, many who had just stood up immediately prostrated themselves again.

Each Master Priest, with a reserved smile, descended from the altar.

"What is happening now?" Han Yan asked somewhat confused.

"It’s proclaiming the divine will, an essential part of every ceremony, a rare gift for the people. Only during grand celebrations like this do the Master Priests personally perform. Usually, it’s the Prayer Priest or other priests who do it." Sikong Qinglan explained, looking very expectant.

"I mean, how is it done?" Han Yan pressed on.

"Oh, just like I do usually, Master Priests also learn the rituals, right?" Sikong Qinglan replied.

"Are you asking me to do ’God Dance’?" Han Yan felt speechless.

Han Yan had learned the rituals out of curiosity, never expecting she would have to perform like Sikong Qinglan, and especially not with a group of elderly men with white beards.

"Master Priest, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you." Sikong Qinglan urged.

Indeed, those twelve elderly men had already lined up, ready for the ’God Dance’, just waiting for Han Yan.

Below the platform, tens of thousands of people gazed at Han Yan, their eyes filled with reverence and anticipation. Clearly, Lady Mu had no choice but to perform the ’God Dance’.

Alright, dance it is then. Realizing there’s no escaping, Han Yan gritted her teeth and stepped off the platform.

A rhythmic sound of a bell rang out, and the ancient priest began chanting again, accompanied by the twelve Master Priests who danced while chanting the ’God Dance’.

Veils of mysterious radiance manifested around them, adorned by the golden sunlight, draping them in layers of sacred aura.

The radiance slowly spread, enveloping the huge plaza. The tens of thousands gathered remained silent and tranquil, an extraordinary peace and harmony.

Han Yan distinctly felt that within the radiance lay a miraculous rhythm calming hearts, even her own mental state became extraordinarily peaceful, clearing away all distractions, gradually undergoing purification.

Mu Hanlei noticed this was due to the simultaneous release of Divine Sense by the Master Priests. From the positions of the twelve Master Priests, it seemed there was some array enhancement. It dawned on her that the ritual wasn’t merely a show to deceive the masses, it had the function of purifying the spirit.

For ordinary people, the effect might not be significant, just a temporary peace of mind, but for the priests, the purification of the mental state greatly benefited their future cultivation. Since their cultivation focused on Divine Sense, fewer distractions meant faster cultivation speed and higher future achievements.

Thus, under this sacred radiance, not only the ordinary people but even the priests displayed reverence.

Of course, Han Yan would not miss any chance to enhance her cultivation, shedding any embarrassment, she followed the other Master Priests in dance while intensifying her cultivation.

Although her power was stuck at a bottleneck with no improvement and even refining the Five-Colored Soul Pearl was ineffective, Han Yan knew her cultivation wasn’t truly a waste. At least her foundation would be much more solid than other priests, and her real combat power would surpass other priests of the same level. In fact, she had faced this bottleneck situation before where breakthroughs seemed impossible, yet once the bottleneck was overcome, her strength would rapidly increase, making cultivation much more effective.

Influenced by the ritual radiance, Han Yan quickly entered a state of clarity, her Mental State more focused and serene than ever before.

"Buzz!" A sound as pleasant as celestial music suddenly resonated in her mind.

The memories left by the Aolai Divine Beast opened another gap. Han Yan was pleasantly surprised as each awakening of the Aolai Divine Beast’s memory inheritance brought unexpected joy. What surprise would it bring this time?

Ancient chants sounded in her heart, bearing some resemblance to the other Master Priests’ chants yet so distinct and clear: Ancient primordial times, the God descended upon the Earth, beneath the Four Continents, beneath the Cangqiong, the divine glory...

Hand Formation and Seals manifested in her mind along with the chants, so familiar as if they had long been imprinted deep in her memory.

Han Yan instinctively sang softly, making the Hand Formation.

"Priest Mu, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a dissatisfied voice came from beside her.

Han Yan was startled to wakefulness, looking up to see the unfriendly gazes of the other twelve Master Priests.

She realized the ceremony had ended, the other Master Priests had stopped; only she continued singing softly and making the Hand Formation, drawing the devoted gazes of tens of thousands to her alone.

She understood why the twelve Master Priests were displeased, the ceremony was meant to spread the divine decree, enhancing the prestige among believers. Now that others had finished, she alone continued, it was no doubt stealing their thunder.

"I’m sorry, I got too into it." Han Yan apologized.

At the ceremony’s start, she had met the Master Priests and was somewhat acquainted. While there was no affection, she knew it was unwise to invite the wrath of many.

As she spoke, Han Yan ceased the Hand Formation.

But the moment she stopped, a sacred light radiated from her, filling the entire sky, like a thick cloud, and quickly transformed into tiny points showering down.

On the plaza, a rain of light seemed to fall, immersing tens of thousands of people, including priests, as the rain touched their bodies, it melted like snow, merging into them, causing everyone’s body to gleam with sacred points of light.

The whole occurrence was extremely brief, lasting less than seven and a half minutes, and the sacred cloud, magical light rain, and sacred points on the people vanished, yet the miraculous scene etched deeply in everyone’s hearts. Gazing at Han Yan on the stage, all around was silent.

And this wonder had not truly ended. Something even more astounding was yet to come!