562 The Creator (1/2)

Just as the entire Shangyi was in a state of confusion after Fang Yuan's actions, none of them would expect him to stroll casually in the capital instead of fleeing for his life.

”Is this the Creator's Temple?”

Fang Yuan looked up towards the towering architecture. It was built around the mountainous terrain and had an ancient look to it. There was a solemn vibe coming from the temple.

There was religion in the Shang Dynasty. However, there were only two main religions: The Tai God from the Heavens and the Creator from the Earth!

Rumour had it that the Tai God was the one who created the realm, while the Creator was the god of the people.

'According to religion, the Tai God represents the Heavenly Will! It represents the rules of the realm! The dao! It does not take any form. However, it is useless if any humans were to worship it...'

The Heavenly Will would be able to affect the large scale of things, but it helping individuals was unheard of. It was too high up and seemed almost irrelevant to most.

However, it was different for The Creator.

”If I were to do this, a God might just appear out of nowhere...”

Fang Yuan stepped into the temple and arrived at the main hall. A statue greeted him.

The statue of the female god had lifelike expressions and was a dainty looking god. It seemed compassionate, but the surprising thing was the fact that it had the body of a snake!

”Has it finally became a god...”

Fang Yuan's eyes glittered as he immediately felt a connection between the statue. He felt connected to it in another realm.

The actual body of The Creator was not in the Shang Capital. Rather, it was in another half plane.

After all, this god was the guardian of mankind and not just the god of the Shang Empire. Obviously, she would not be here.

”Religion creates higher beings... This is interesting...”

Fang Yuan immersed himself in the atmosphere and was lost in his thoughts.

The Tai God represented the Heavenly Will and was an enormous entity. It could not reincarnate into humans even if humans were to worship it.

Furthermore, it would not be able to detect anything even if humans were to worship it. If an entire capital were to worship it, there might just be a slight chance for the Tai God to sense it.

However, this was different for The Creator. It was more suited to humans and was widely worshipped everywhere. It also did not have the burden of the entire realm as it had the ability to take up human forms, becoming a true divine being!

”It is harder to become a deity than to follow the god dao... It has already been 500 years, but realm energy practitioners would only undergo a few breakthroughs during this period of time. However, religions could be easily strengthened in such a short period of time... Could Army Leader Chi have reincarnated into another form as well?”

Gazing at the half-human half-snake statue of The Creator, Fang Yuan could almost feel as though he was in contact with the purest and most powerful form of energy of the Ancient Realm.

”Master!”

Ge Nie's uneasy voice was heard. ”There's a commotion outside. I'm afraid that the soldiers are here once again!”

”Mmm...”

Fang Yuan casually dismissed him and continued to gaze at the statue. Indeed, he could feel the lifelike emotions from it. It was as though the entire statue was carved from the purest white jade.

'Could they have carved it in such a way on purpose? King Shang might just compose a new poem after looking at this statue. Could this be the interplanar force? Could this be a side-effect of radiation from that source realm?'

He felt lost as he thought deeper about it.

Suddenly, a random thought came to his mind. 'What if... I am the one composing the poem? What would happen then?'

”Rumble!”

Outside, the peaceful sky suddenly turned dark and streaks of lightning crackled across the sky.

”Kill!”

A swarm of Shang soldiers rushed in and started to mindlessly slice everything they saw, dying the floor of the temple blood-red.

'Forget it... I have returned to this realm in an attempt to chase after The Ancient One. There is absolutely no need for me to go against the will of the realm...'

Fang Yuan casually sliced his sword in the air and the oncoming soldiers fell to the ground in a pile of bloodied mess. He started to shake his head as he observed the whizzing arrows and the casualties around. There was even a with lying among the pool of blood. 'This is uncalled for... The Creator is a compassionate god. Now that blood has stained her temple and her followers are killed, the Shang soldiers have put themselves against her... Is this an act of defiance against the heavens?'

Fang Yuan held his sword and made an escape path for himself. Suddenly, he picked up a green bronze sword and flung it outwards. One of the leading soldiers was struck and fell to the ground.

”Gentleman is dead!”

The soldiers were disorganised and Fang Yuan and company managed to escape from the mess.

”Stop it!”

At this point in time, a group of people rode horses and arrived at the temple. The one leading the group was a promising young man had his face was flushed with anger. ”This is The Creator's Temple. How dare all of you disrespect it?”

He was filled with extreme anger as he directed his horse toward Fang Yuan.

”I am Prince Pan! Jie, you better surrender!”

Pan roared as he made his way towards Fang Yuan. Unfortunately, his horse stumbled and he fell to the ground. Effortlessly, Fang Yuan picked him up and placed his sword on Pan's neck.

'Mister Jie, quickly make your escape. Take me as your hostage and you can order for the city gates to be opened!'

Pan whispered softly in Fang Yuan's ears.

”Interesting!”

Fang Yuan smiled and shouted towards the soldiers. ”If you want your prince to live, get out of my way!”

”Prince Pan?”

Once the Shang soldiers realised that Prince Pan was being held hostage, they looked at each other in despair and retreated to form a path for Fang Yuan and company to arrive at the city gates with no obstruction.

The guards at the gate did not dare to disrespect Prince Pan and Fang Yuan as well and promptly, albeit unwillingly, open the gates for them. They even provided them with a carriage for Fang Yuan and company.

...

In the grasslands.