562 The Creator (2/2)

As soon as Fang Yuan and company took over the carriage, they quickly fled from the city and not long after, they were miles away from Shangyi before taking a break at a nearby river.

”Prince Pan, why did you rescue me?”

Fang Yuan ordered Ge Nie and Hei Zhong to feed the horse before sitting down. He looked at Prince Pan with interest.

'The purple energy rays filled the sky above, and there are no signs of a weakened empire. It's a pity that the fate of the people is interconnected with the fate of the empire... If the empire were to fall, the people will fall with it too.'

”You are a talented person and I am unwilling to see you oppose the Shang Empire!”

Prince Pan paid his greetings. ”However, by the time I've heard the news about you, it was already too late. I can only help you leave Shangyi first. When I return, I will then try to convince my father to change his mind towards you.”

”Prince Pan, you are a worthy and virtuous son!”

Fang Yuan smiled. ”However, your father is arrogant and full of himself. He will have to go through this ordeal one way or another!”

On first sight, Fang Yuan felt a sense of familiarity towards this prince. It was as though he was someone familiar.

The vibe he was giving off was similar to those who belonged to the division which Fang Yuan had single-handedly created previously, which made him a little fond of this prince.

”Ordeal?”

The prince's expression changed and he bowed once more. ”Please enlighten me!”

”It's difficult! Difficult, difficult, I say! It had already begun and there is nothing we can do about it!”

Fang Yuan shook his head.

He had only just thought about it.

Since this realm had already been infected with the radiation of energy from a higher realm, it would have to undergo a certain calamity. Something had to happen. It could very well not be the lustful poem which King Shang would compose. For instance, it could also be... the killings which happened earlier today!

”It had begun?”

Prince Pan shook and was in disbelief.

”The Creator was a god of compassion. You led a group of soldiers to kill people in her temple, tainting it with blood. Your soldiers have also killed her followers. What do you think about this?”

Fang Yuan spoke calmly.

”Is it about The Creator? I shall return now and order people to sacrifice livestock in an attempt to apologise!”

Prince Pan gritted his teeth.

”It's too late!”

Fang Yuan shook his head. It was as though he had completely seen through Prince Pan.

Suddenly, he burst out in laughter. ”Forget it... Since we are fated to meet today, there must be an underlying reason to it... I will give you this incense. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can light it and I shall arrive personally to help you!”

Fang Yuan could not interfere with the country affairs for no reason.

Therefore, he made use of this opportunity by disguising it as a repayment to Prince Pan for his kindness. As such, everything would be logical.

'This is great... If everything happens as how I have predicted it, the great war in Shangyi will still happen, and it will affect all 3 regions! The Ancient One will not miss this opportunity!'

Fang Yuan thought to himself silently.

As soon as The Ancient One were to show up, he would undoubtedly be met with lightning tribulation!

...

This was a void.

Incense filled the void and turned into golden streaks of religious force. Like a huge river, the streaks of religious force swirled around. It was a spectacular sight.

In the middle of the void stood a temple. The path at the entrance of the temple was paved with gold and resembled a golden dragon. Thick streaks of religious force gathered above the temple, making the temple look even more majestic than it already was.

In the middle of the main hall of the temple, on an altar, a seemingly sleeping god was awakened.

The top half of her body was human, and the bottom half was that of a snake. Her face was elegant and compassionate. ”My temple has been intruded... My followers are killed!”

Before her, a streak of green fog rose up, forming a screen which showed the events that happened on that fateful day.

As she watched on, her expression started to turn into a strict one. ”What audacity! How dare the Shang people think so highly of themselves! They deserve retribution!”

As she became enraged, the heavens and earth responded.

The entire plane rumbled and revealed the mountains of the Da Qian world.

Suddenly, it turned into the 800 feudal states and the Shang Empire in the centre, with black fog circling the top of the Shang Empire. At the Northwestern side, a streak of red light appeared.

”Is this... the heavenly will?!”

The Creator scoffed. ”With just a simple thought, I have managed to create all these troubles...”

She was only intending to give the Shang Empire a small warning and was ready to forgive them as soon as they repent.

However, now, the heavenly will made use of her in an attempt to eradicate the Shang Empire!

How much power was involved in this, and how many people would die because of this?

”This is regretful... Although I am a god with godly powers, I do not have much control over his...”

She sighed as though she was looking at the doomsday of the realm.

Although she was god herself, she was still bounded by the laws of the realm. With a single thought, her actions would go out of control and it was too late!

Instead of blaming her for creating the calamity, it was more accurate to say that the heavens had made use of her to do so.

”Is the heavenly will active now?”

After a long while, as everything settled down, a piece of information appeared before her and The Creator remained silent.