If fate had been different, Kunde would have been a very good shepherd. But when he was seventeen years old, he suddenly obtained a book called "The Secret Book of Incense", and the door to a new world opened to him.

He was no longer at ease to be a shepherd.

After three years of serious study, at the age of 20, he carved a wooden statue of the true god with his own hands and began to preach to the herdsmen.

He told the herdsmen that the world was created by the true God. The true God created not only the human realm, but also the hell and the divine realm.

Hell is cruel, while the divine realm is blissful.

There is only one way to the divine realm, and that is to sincerely believe in the true God, recite the name of the true god every day, and then come to the divine realm after death and receive eternal life.

Those who do not believe in the true God are sinful, and after death they go to hell and suffer endless torture every day.

His original intention was just to develop more believers and make his life a little richer.

But there are so many fools in this world, which is beyond his expectations. After thirty years of his mission, the number of believers has grown to hundreds of millions, and he has also gained divine powers that are inconceivable to mortals.

He opened the door to a new world and made some changes to monotheism, making the canons stricter and the forms of prayer more complex and diverse.

He began to instruct his followers to build church after church on the continent to show their divine powers and preach doctrine to strangers.

As long as you pray every day, you can enter the divine realm after death, no qualifications, no resources, no need to squeeze your head to fight for a qualification to enter the sect of cultivation, no need to study hard for many years, how simple and clear.

In comparison, the efficiency of cultivating to become an immortal has become scum.

His preaching like this is easily favored by the laity.

In a word, it is cost-effective.

He didn't have any plans to compete with the cultivation realm at first, and even at that time, he didn't know that there were still monks in this world. All he wants is pious faith, he doesn't care about qualifications, and there is no conflict with the cultivation realm.

As the more people who believed, the greater his divine power became, and he had a long lifespan.

Thousands of years later, most of the people on this continent have come to believe in his monotheistic religion, which has threatened the selection of apprentices by those cultivators, and the two sides have begun to conflict.

Next, there is the 100,000-year-long divine war.

In the beginning, he was not the opponent of those Xiuzhen sects, and he was beaten to the ground countless times.

However, he has so many believers that as long as his faith is not lost, he can be resurrected on the spot with full blood, while his opponent cannot be resurrected after death.

He wants to destroy his faith unless he destroys all his followers. There are so many believers in him, and no one dares to bear that kind of karma to do this.

His teachings are still preaching, he is getting stronger, and his enemies are fewer.

Later, the whole continent began to believe in the true God and in Him as a saint. The divine power of the true god has reached the realm equivalent to that of a heavenly immortal, and he can use the divine power of the true god within a certain range, and the cultivation realm has no opponent for him.

Finally, the cultivation realm of this continent was destroyed in his hands, and he had no opponents and became the absolute master of this continent.

He built a majestic holy city in the center of this continent, built a beautiful shrine in the holy city, and enshrined the statue of the true god here, and lived the best life he could ever imagine in this shrine.

Over the past 10 million years, his divine power has become stronger and stronger, and the divine power of the true god is even more incredible.

Those who live in the holy city are his descendants, who are called saints. Over the years, the number of those saints has reached tens of billions.

In the shrine, there was not a single man except him, and all the women were his wives.

For thousands of years, he didn't know how many wives he had and how many wives he had died.

He didn't even know how many of his wives were his descendants.

He doesn't care about any of that.

What is the norm, what is the principle of heaven?

He is the Heavenly Principle, and he is the Ethics of Justice.

He doesn't know what the end of the Dharma era, what the catastrophe of destroying the world, what the "Ascension Record" is, and what is the only opportunity for transcendence.

All he knew was that life was good.

However, that time when a small jade ring approached the Holy City, it made him feel very bad.

He saw a lot of powerful beings that he had never seen before.

If he didn't borrow the divine power gathered on the statue of the true god, he wouldn't even dare to face those powerful beings.

However, since the statue of the true god was placed in the Holy City, over the past ten thousand years, the divine power condensed on it has become stronger and stronger, and the idol has become heavier and heavier, and he can no longer move this statue.

Otherwise, he could hold this idol and use the power of the idol to kill all the powerful beings who provoked him.

He could move himself, but he himself did not dare to go out.

"Leave them alone, they won't be able to get in anyway. ”

At first, Kunde thought so.

The wealth of this continent is concentrated in the Holy City, as long as those powerful beings can't come to the Holy City, he has nothing to worry about.

In fact, those powerful beings were also afraid of the power of the True God Idol and did not dare to get too close to the Holy City.

But after more than ten years, he began to feel that his divine power was declining, and it was getting less and less.

"Are those abominable gods stealing the power of my faith?"

He was shocked.

I wanted to send people to those state cities to see what was going on, but the teleportation arrays from the holy city to other state cities were broken and could not be teleported over.

The prophets and elders of the Holy City who flew over were all killed one by one by the powerful beings who were blocking the outside of the Holy City.

The prophets also have the power of faith and can be resurrected with full blood, but the elders of the Holy City cannot be resurrected.

That's when he started to panic.

He knew that the Holy City was trapped.

I don't know what those powerful beings are doing out there, and there is nothing I can do about him if I know him.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was that the divine power of the true god was still so powerful, and he could still borrow the divine power of the true god.

"As long as the true God exists, I am the most powerful being in this world. What if I can't get out? They can't help me!"

He comforted himself in this way.

However, one day, he was suddenly surprised to find that the light man who had been formed by the divine power of the true gods had changed, and was no longer the image of a middle-aged bearded man carved by his own hands, but the image of a young man.

Moreover, the young man was still wearing a Taoist robe—many of the evil gods he destroyed back then were wearing this kind of clothes.

Even, the statue of the god carved by his own hands has changed a little.

He suddenly felt a deep fear.