A burst of chanting was heard from a huge building in the city, and countless people of the Hidden Clan stood in front of the building with pious expressions.

"High Priest, Phantom Triumphant, slash more than 100,000 people of the Terran Four-City Alliance," a gray-robed man from the Phantom Clan quickly ran up the steps, saying to the white-haired old man holding a scepter.

After hearing this reply, the old man nodded slowly, turned to look at the huge statue and said loudly: "My lord God of Shadows blesses, my ghost clan has finally proved the great power of our clan with practical actions after twenty years of recuperation."

"Rejoice, everybody," the old man cried to the idol.

The sound gradually spread, and the countless people of the Hidden Clan standing in the square heard the continuous sound of prayer.

"Praise my lord, it was you who made my ghost clan survive this extermination smoothly"

"Praise my lord, it was you who made my Ghost Clan recuperate for twenty years before I had the strength to regain a foothold on the battlefield of the Hundred Clans."

"Praise be to our Lord, and you will return from your slumber in our faith"

Countless voices spread mightily, and then like a river pouring down, countless power of faith poured into the idol in a way that was invisible to the naked eye.

A divine wheel bloomed behind the idol, radiating a dazzling light.

Seeing this scene, the shadow high priest suddenly became excited, revealing an extremely pious expression: "Miracles, my lord blesses"

As soon as the words fell, the divine wheel suddenly flourished and spread in all directions.

Then the High Priest of the Shadows stood still, as if listening to a voice coming from the darkness.

However, at this moment, Jia Changsheng, who was in the ring, seemed to notice something, and subconsciously frowned.

The dark voice of "Lord Venerable" sounded in Jia Changsheng's heart.

Jia Changsheng slowly spit out a few words in his heart, and his tone was full of solemnity: "The breath of God"

"No, there is something wrong with this breath" As soon as Jia Changsheng's voice fell, he reacted instantly, and said in his heart.

The darkness did not return immediately, but fell into deep thought.

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Augustine followed Yi Shuo and strode forward quickly, looking at the crowded hall, the look of surprise in his eyes kept flickering.

"Brother, where do you want to take us to?" Yi Tian couldn't help but ask as he looked at Yi Shuo, who was galloping.

Yi Shuo stopped and replied to Yi Tian: "Find an acquaintance"

"Acquaintance?" Yi Tian was stunned for a moment, revealing a puzzled gaze, and at the same time quickly thinking about who this person was in his mind.

Yi Shuo nodded at Yi Tian, with a hint of vicissitudes in his tone: "Twenty years have passed, and I don't know how he is doing now." If it hadn't been for him, I might have died in the Temple of Shadows twenty years ago."

"Temple of Shadows?" Augustine was particularly sensitive when he heard the word temple, so he asked Yi Shuo without thinking. As the Dark Pope, he has an intuitive sense of the methods of the Dark Supreme God. However, perhaps it is precisely because of this feeling that God is an unattainable and terrifying existence in his heart.

At the same time, Jia Changsheng also cheered up the spirit of 120,000 points and listened carefully. He desperately wanted to know what was going on with that faint aura of divinity that had just come from him, and if there was a god, where was the heel of this god.

Only by understanding these things can we face the possible changes more calmly.

The change is good, and the breath just now gives Jia Changsheng the feeling that it is a change.

Hearing Augustine's inquiry, Yi Shuo replied casually: "After the death of the Emperor of Hades, all the clans in the world began to carry out the instructions of the Emperor of Hades and worship the Emperor of Hades as the god of shadows. Legend has it that the Emperor of Hades will one day return from the shadows in the name of God, when the heavens will surrender to the feet of the God of Shadows, and all races of the God of Shadows will be blessed by him."

"At the beginning, the Emperor of Hades was powerful in the world, and all ethnic groups worshiped together. However, as time went on, it became clear that it was just a lie. Until now, except for the Ghost Race, the shadow temples of the rest of the races have been eradicated," Yi Shuo explained to Augustine, without any excessive emotional changes in his tone.

Then the conversation changed: "Although the shadow temples of all the races in the world have been eradicated, it is also due to this reason that all the power of the shadow temples has converged on the ghost clan. Today, the Temple of Shadows has a pivotal position among the Ghost Clan, even overshadowing the Shadow King."

"If it hadn't been for that friend of the Phantom Clan who pulled out his sword to help, I'm afraid I would have died twenty years ago," Yi Shuo thought of what happened twenty years ago, and said with palpitations.

Jia Changsheng, who was in the ring, quickly analyzed the news, and a trace of emotion appeared in his heart: "Based on the current news, my estimation of the strength of this Hades Emperor has been seriously wrong."

"Believing in becoming a god, it seems that he has already touched the path to becoming a god, but I am afraid it will not be so easy for him to come back to life," Jia Changsheng sighed.

Although this Hades Emperor is calculating, he is still difficult to defeat the will of heaven in the end. Dead and restrained by the instinctive will of the world. It's just that if it is said that the Hades Emperor has no backhand, Jia Changsheng will never believe it. After all, as a legendary powerhouse who touched the path to godhood, how could he lose so badly. But what is his backhand? Could it be that he is hiding somewhere in the world, waiting for the moment to strike the fatal blow?

His eyes searched the ring around him. However, this level of search is doomed to be futile.

Augustine didn't know Jia Changsheng's thoughts, and looked at Yi Shuo. Putting away all the thoughts in his mind, he followed his words and asked, "I don't know where the Temple of Shadows is"

"Temple of Shadows?" Yi Shuo fell into deep thought again.

After a while, he looked at Augustine: "It's not far from the palace of the Youzu King, if you want to go and see, I can also take the sorcerer there." It's just that the temple has a special means of perceiving my identity based on the image of the god of shadows. Without a means of concealment, it will bring a lot of trouble"

"That's it, that's right," Augustine thought quickly and replied to Yi Shuo. Although he had a faint sense of repulsion from the bottom of his heart for this temple of shadows, he could distinguish between priorities and priorities. No matter how much you look at it, you don't have the strength to fight this shadow temple now.

Yi Shuo smiled at Augustus, his eyes quickly searching the surroundings.

A gust of wind rushed towards him, and Yi Shuo subconsciously closed his eyes and calmed his heart to feel.

His ears moved, as if he had gone back twenty years in an instant. Follow the feeling of the past, and slowly take a step.

Looking at Yi Shuo, who was walking with his eyes closed, Augustine and Yi Shuo glanced at each other and followed without saying a word.