971 The Plight of the Holy Infan (2/2)

Xiu Zhong continued, ”The common lord of all our clans will also be here to witness the festivities! She is our king, the only divine king of the masters of creation!”

Qin Mu was excited on the outside but bitter on the inside as he thought, 'Will Mom and Dad come here to save me? Even if they do, they might not be able to save me from so many masters of creation chiefs. Even if Founding Emperor comes, the masters of creation might still win. Furthermore, there's a divine king! If I'm busted…'

After a long while, Qin Mu finally finished seeing the masters of creation of the Xiu Clan. There weren't many of them, only around a hundred thousand. However, it took days to see all of them.

These masters of creation circled the sacrificial altar, forming several large circles. This scene resembled what Qin Mu saw at the Blood Rust Zone.

At the Blood Rust Zone, he saw many skeletons of the masters of creation in circles around the sacrificial altar. In the center of the altar was a liquid light that coalesced into the form of Heaven Duke.

This scene caused him to remember something unpleasant.

'Will these masters of creation visualize an ancient god to examine me? It's fine if I get busted, but if they decide to kill me, I'll be done for!'

As soon as he thought about that, Xiu Zhong stepped forward to the sacrificial altar and solemnly said, ”People of the Xiu Clan, the holy infant has descended, and he will lead us, the masters of creation, to restore our former glory, sweep through the universe, and reform it!”

The hundreds of thousands of masters of creation cheered, their voices like thunder that cut through the clouds.

”The holy infant is a gift from the heavens! The neighboring Carefree Village has a big-headed weird infant who is arrogant and a killer of our people! However, the descent of the holy infant will allow us to eliminate the weird infant!”

Xiu Zhong shouted out, ”Everyone, worship the holy infant with me to help him grow so that he can eliminate the weird infant next door!”

The hundreds of thousands of masters of creation followed along, and the Grand Primordium Divine Stones in their brows revealed their glow. It grew brighter and brighter as multicolored rays of light moved through the air towards Qin Mu, who was at the highest point on the sacrificial altar!

Qin Mu's heart jumped. This was how they worshipped the Grand Emperor!

In his head, Shu Jun's big head was furious as he scolded, ”When I was a king, no one worshipped me like this. This b*stard took all of my glory and is regarded as the holy infant to be worshipped by you lot like the Grand Emperor! You lot lack discerning power and have offended me!”

Qin Mu had already used the Grand Overarching Supreme Consciousness to lock the Grand Primordium Origin Stone, so no matter how much he howled, his consciousness couldn't get out.

The masters of creation's visualization consciousness formed many rays of light that were about to condense into a light liquid that flowed towards the heart of Qin Mu's brows.

Qin Mu felt wave after wave of terrifying energy entering his brain, strengthening his consciousness. It elevated his corporeal body at a rate that amazed him!

”Hold it!”

Suddenly, a stern voice that came from a consciousness boomed in the air, causing the consciousness of the masters of creation around the sacrificial altar to break. The sacrifice was forced to stop.

Xiu Zhong frowned and looked towards the sound. There were extravagant boats, treasure carriages, rainbow phoenixes, flying dragons, and castles that flew towards them. On them were imposing masters of creation that radiated light. The light from the hexagon-shaped eye in the middle of their brows was even more shocking.

They landed and shook each other's hands. Their transport soon became consciousness and dissipated.

”Holy infant, they are the chiefs of the various clans.”

Xiu Zhong whispered to Qin Mu before welcoming them and solemnly apologizing, ”You chiefs came from afar, yet I didn't welcome you. Please forgive me. However, why did you chiefs interrupt our sacrifice to the holy infant?”

An elderly, white-haired master of creation wearing white robes tapped his staff and looked towards Qin Mu with an electrifying gaze. He solemnly said, ”It's unsure whether he's the holy infant. Why rush into things, Chief Xiu Zhong? That thief Qin Ye has many tricks up his sleeves. The holy infant you found might be fake, a product of his deception!”

Xiu Zhong said, ”In the prophecy, it was said that the holy infant would appear here with the Origin Stone. The heart of Mu Qing's brows has it, making him the holy infant.”

That elderly master of creation moved his head, which was larger than the sacrificial altar, forward to carefully examine Qin Mu's third eye. After a while, he retracted it.

The other chiefs also went forward to size up Qin Mu's third eye carefully. They all nodded and agreed, ”It's indeed the Origin Stone.”

Xiu Zhong smiled. ”Since we've verified his identity, we should…”

”Hold it!”

That white-robed master of creation shook his head and said, ”The prophecy also said that the holy infant would have a seal of authority with him to symbolize his supreme power! If he really is the holy infant, then he would have had the seal with him when he was born!”

”That's right!”

The other chiefs continued, ”The prophecy also said that when the holy infant was born, he would have supreme power over the masters of creation. He would be born on the sacrificial altar symbolizing it! This was the prophecy passed down generation after generation via the consciousness of our ancestors. It wouldn't be wrong!”

”That thief named Qin is extremely sly and crafty. He said he wanted to borrow a piece of land then. Who knew that he was so greedy that he borrowed such a large plot of land!”

An angry chief went forward and gestured around, saying, ”Thief Qin said he wanted to borrow a small piece of land. In the end, a small piece of land meant 33 heavens! This fellow is sly. If this new holy infant that just appeared can't pull out the seal, he's a mole that Thief Qin placed within us!”

In the Origin Stone in Qin Mu's third eye, Shu Jun's big head cheered, ”That's right, this fellow is a mole. I'm the real holy infant you guys are looking for!”

Xiu Zhong frowned and looked at Qin Mu on the sacrificial altar.

Qin Mu had no choice but to pull out the Grand Emperor's seal, saying, ”Is this the seal you guys are talking about? And the sacrificial altar carrying the seal…”

A giant sacrificial altar came out of his third eye and smashed onto the ground.

”Is it this one?”

Qin Mu was visibly hopeless. He cried in his heart, 'I really don't want to be your holy infant. I want to return home! I want to go back to Carefree Village! However, if I say it out loud, you guys will beat me to death…'