Supreme Devouring God

Lord Ziran stood up. "All members of Dao Village, rise and temporarily leave the Dao Pond."

Their ritual had already come to an end.

Next, it would be the turn of the other great powers’ Heavenly Prides.

Every person from Dao Village still looked as if they hadn’t had their fill.

The blessings left to them by the Dao God had yet to be fully digested.

It was obvious their mood was extremely joyful.

"I’m afraid Dao Village is also using the Dao God ritual to attract Heavenly Prides to join them?"

Qin Chen thought to himself.

Because for outsiders like them, the portion of the Dao God’s blessings they could actually enjoy was only a small part.

Lord Ziran glanced at Xue Ningjun, and Xue Ningjun nodded.

The upcoming Dao God ritual would be presided over by him.

Lord Ziran, meanwhile, led the people of Dao Village to stand all together by the Dao Pond, waiting for the Dao God ritual to end.

Of course, he also wished to take this chance to see which Heavenly Prides could receive exceptional blessings from the Dao God.

"Have none of the other Seven Legends come?"

Qian Ziyu stood there quietly, his gaze sweeping over the Dao Pond, with a hint of disappointment.

Obviously, the people present did not even enter his eyes.

Still, the Eight Great Legends were all peerless figures. Although the Dao God ritual was a major event for Dao Village, it wasn’t enough to compel them to personally come.

A Dao Villager beside him said, "Though the Seven Legends did not come, Ye Wutian’s junior brother did."

"Oh?"

At the sound of Ye Wutian’s name, Qian Ziyu’s pupils instantly contracted.

His expression immediately changed.

"Which one?"

Qian Ziyu asked.

The Dao Villager pointed at Qin Chen. "That one."

Qian Ziyu looked over.

As if sensing the latter’s gaze.

Qin Chen in the Dao Pond also casually glanced in Qian Ziyu’s direction.

Their eyes met in the void for an instant.

Yet even though the other side was Qian Ziyu, there was not the slightest hint of fear in Qin Chen’s eyes; his gaze was calm, his expression composed.

To Qin Chen, while Qian Ziyu was indeed very strong, that did not mean he would remain strong forever.

Sooner or later, he would surpass Qian Ziyu.

"Interesting."

Noticing the former’s tranquil demeanor, a faint smile tugged at the corner of Qian Ziyu’s mouth.

With his eye power, he could naturally see that this kind of composure came from the heart, and was not a forced facade.

A Dao Villager said, "Dao Son, there is something you may not know. Although this person doesn’t look very old and his Cultivation doesn’t seem all that strong, a few days ago he stirred up quite a commotion."

"Speak, let me hear it," Qian Ziyu said.

Although the events of a few days ago had spread through the entire Dao Village, Qian Ziyu had not heard of them.

The Dao Villager said, "The people of the Huangfu Family and the Void Sect tried to seize the Human Pattern Golden Ginseng in his hands, but ended up being given a fierce beating by him. If not for this being Dao Village, lives might well have been lost."

"Two forces joining hands, and still failed to take it from one man?"

Qian Ziyu laughed.

His gaze again fell on Qin Chen. "Not just anyone can become his junior brother. This guy, in the days to come, is very likely to squeeze out one of us from the Eight Great Legends."

The Eight Great Legends had only eight seats.

This was a tradition of Qian State.

Anyone who wished to compete for a Legendary seat could challenge any one of the Eight Great Legends to a ’Legendary Battle’. If they won, they could become a new Legend.

And if they lost, there was a high chance they would lose their life.

Therefore, the Eight Great Legends were not fixed.

However, the Eight Great Legends had maintained the current roster for quite a long time now; their positions were unshakable.

The Dao Villager was shocked. "Dao Son actually thinks so highly of him?"

The Eight Great Legends were the future of Qian State.

Qian Ziyu said, "Let’s see how he performs in the Dao God ritual. I wonder how much Daoist God Light’s favor he can obtain."

He had not lacked for clashes with Ye Wutian.

That fellow who always seemed to be giggling and unserious was, once he started fighting, exceedingly ruthless.

Moreover, he placed great importance on reputation and status.

Since Ye Wutian had not denied that Qin Chen was his junior brother, that already explained many things.

Under Xue Ningjun’s guidance.

One Heavenly Pride after another went to receive the Daoist God Light’s favor.

Because they were all outsiders.

If they wanted to gain the Daoist God Light’s favor, the method was very clumsy.

They could only place their hands on the Daoist God Stone Statue and wait for the Daoist God Light to descend upon them.

So in this way, the time spent was inevitably somewhat longer.

At most, only eight Heavenly Prides could go at once.

The Heavenly Prides of the powers at the front did not achieve any particularly dazzling results.

Most only obtained five hundred strands of Daoist God Light.

The best among them received one thousand four hundred strands of Daoist God Light, and at the same time gained the Dao God’s reward: a piece of Third Grade Daoist Medicine.

Achieving good results.

Was harder than they had imagined.

But none of them grew anxious.

Because the Heavenly Prides of the truly top-tier powers had yet to take the field.

They were the main force.

About half an hour later.

The Heavenly Prides of the various powers finished the Dao God ritual.

The Dao God had absorbed their power of faith, and they had also obtained the Dao God’s blessings.

Some rejoiced, some fretted.

"Next, the Void Sect," Xue Ningjun said.

The one leading the Void Sect was Ming Han.

Even after two days of recovery.

Ming Han’s face was still swollen, and though he wore a robe, it still could not conceal his injuries.

Ming Han was the first to walk toward the Daoist God Stone Statue.

Many eyes around him turned to him in advance; Ming Han was one of the hot favorites in this Dao God ritual.

However.

The events of a few days prior had caused him to lose all face.

Now, by rushing to be first to perform the Dao God ritual, it was obvious he wanted to regain something.

Ming Han placed his hand on the Daoist God Stone Statue.

Then closed his eyes.

The other seven Void Sect Disciples with him did the same.

It was just that.

Their appearance as a group was truly unsightly.

Each of them had injuries of varying degrees on their bodies; some even had wounds on their faces that were clearly visible.

The Daoist God Stone Statue shone with radiance.

The Daoist God Light split into eight strands, shooting respectively toward Ming Han and the other seven.

In the end, a total of two thousand strands of Daoist God Light descended upon Ming Han’s body.

The others each received, on average, one thousand strands of Daoist God Light.

This was the difference between Heavenly Prides of top-tier forces and Heavenly Prides of other forces.

Almost every one of them could obtain rewards.

Especially Ming Han.

His result was, for the moment, the best among those outside Dao Village.

"As expected of the Void Sect."

Someone spoke; with this comparison, the gap immediately became apparent.

Ming Han instantly recovered some of his confidence; in fact, he had always been a highly confident person, only to have that confidence beaten away by Qin Chen some days ago.

Now, as he once again felt those astonished gazes around him, that familiar feeling returned.

He even deliberately glanced at Qin Chen.

That look seemed to say, Did you see? I’ve set a best record. As for what happened that day, just you wait!