Chapter 470: God of Calamity!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“High Priest, is the Tushan family’s God of War still alive? Did He switch to the temple God Dao instead?”

Shi Ji pondered for a while before asking.

As soon as he said this, Shi Xiao and the others also turned their gazes to Li Jiuyin, waiting for the latter’s reply.

“Divinity has indeed awakened in the Sunset ancient race, but whether the source of divinity is the God of War of the past, we can’t be sure yet. In view of the fact that an elder of the Panshi ancient race died in battle and you lost the Extreme Dao divine weapon, Monolith Tower, the God of Calamity has sent me here to help you. After all, you are the subjects of the God of Calamity. The temple will not ignore you,” Li Jiuyin said lightly.

Boom!

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an ancient and mysterious black statue instantly appeared outside the stone hall.

“This is… The God of Calamity?”

When he saw the black statue, Lin Wudao who was in the darkness narrowed his eyes and examined it carefully.

They hadn’t left but had instead stayed to spy in the dark.

“High Priest, this is…?”

Seeing Li Jiuyin take out the statue of the God of Calamity, Shi Ji and the others were confused.

“Divinity has awakened in the Sunset ancient race, so at this time, they have probably awakened the God’s Imprint in their bodies. Once God’s Imprint is restored, the strength of the Sunset ancient race will definitely increase greatly. Therefore, if you want to maintain the same level of power as them, the best way is to obtain the God of Calamity’s imprint. With that, the God of Calamity will bestow power on the Panshi ancient race,” Li Jiuyin said fervently.

What? The God of Calamity’s imprint?

Hearing this, the members of the Ancient Clan were both shocked and terrified.

In their understanding, the God of Calamity was an evil god.

The imprint of an evil God was not that easy to use. Once they were branded with an evil God’s imprint, they would have to serve the evil God for the rest of their lives and become His lackeys.

This was equivalent to the Panshi ancient race losing themselves and becoming the slaves of the God of Calamity!

“What’s the matter? Are you not willing to accept the grace of the God of Calamity?”

Li Jiuyin’s voice abruptly turned cold.

He raised his hand, and an ancient black bottle about two feet tall instantly appeared in his palm. It contained boundless sin and evil.

“A divine artifact!”

Thump!

Seeing the black bottle in Li Jiuyin’s hand, Shi Ji and the others were shocked. Without any hesitation, they knelt on the ground.

Lin Wudao and the other two, who were hiding in the darkness, also fixed their gazes on the black bottle.

Through God’s Spiritual Eye, Lin Wudao learned a lot of information about the divine artifact.

[Name: Bottle of Sin]

[Level: Divine artifact]

[Quality: Low-grade]

[Description: A divine artifact refined by the second generation of the God of Calamity a long time ago. It has three divine rights.]

[Divine Right 1: Pollution. Release evil substance to pollute the flesh and soul of living beings in the human world.]

[Divine Right 2: Curse. Release a terrifying curse power that curses a space or region. Any living being who steps into the cursed divine region will die due to the curse.]

[Divine Right 3: Sin. Release terrifying sins and evil to corrupt the living beings of the world. When the sins on one’s body reach a certain level, one will be punished by the heavens.]

A lot of information came into view.

After reading it, Lin Wudao’s eyes lit up.

“A treasure!” He praised in his heart.

The Bottle of Sin was also a low-grade divine artifact with three divine rights, the same as his Sword of War.

Rather, to some extent, it was even more terrifying.

After all, the Sword of War dealt high physical damage, while the Bottle of Sin dealt spiritual damage.

Whether it was the corruption of evil substance, the corrosion of curse power, or the shroud of sin, they were all extremely terrifying. Any one of them would bring calamity upon contact. Ordinary living beings in the human world would not be able to withstand any of them.

“Brother Ren, this divine artifact is extremely terrifying.”

The Mad Daoist’s fearful and greedy voice sounded.

Looking over, he and Qin Daofu were also staring at the Bottle of Sin in Li Jiuyin’s hand with covetous eyes.

“This is an evil god’s divine artifact. It was refined by the second generation of the God of Calamity. If it’s not used properly, it will bring about a monstrous calamity for the user. With this Bottle of Sin in hand, Li Jiuyin is practically invincible against anyone below the Demigod Realm. You have to be careful if you want to lay your hands on him,” Lin Wudao warned.

He also wanted the divine artifact.

“Hehe, Li Jiuyin is indeed terrifying with a divine artifact in his hands, but the Wicked Trio is not to be trifled with either. As long as we get the chance, we must do something. The brave will die from being stuffed, and the timid will starve to death. Even if I can’t snatch the divine artifact, I must at least disgust Li Jiuyin. Haha!” The Mad Daoist laughed sinisterly.

Other than graves and corpses, they were also after treasures.

It was rare for them to encounter a powerful divine artifact. Given the Mad Daoist’s character, he certainly didn’t want to let it go. As long as he had the chance, he would do something big.

“I feel that Li Jiuyin will have the Panshi ancient race attack the Sunset ancient race later. Maybe we’ll have a chance then. Let’s take advantage of the fact that that fellow isn’t paying attention and snatch the divine artifact in his hand!” Qin Daofu said fiercely.

In response, Lin Wudao didn’t say anything. His eyes were fixed on Li Jiuyin and the others.

Under the threat of the Bottle of Sin, Shi Ji and the others obediently walked out of the stone hall and quickly gathered all the clansmen.

“My Lord, today, the Panshi ancient race has encountered a great calamity and is in danger of being exterminated. 1 implore the Great God to descend to the human world and give the Panshi ancient race a new life.”

Li Jiuyin, Shi Ji, and the others knelt before the statue and prayed devoutly.

Buzz!

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally silent black stone statue suddenly blossomed with strands of dazzling divine light.

Immediately after, under the terrified gazes of the members of the Panshi ancient race, an illusory figure slowly appeared from the divine light.

The illusory figure surged with a vast and mighty divine might that swept through the void in all directions.

“Welcome, Great God!”

Li Jiuyin kowtowed piously.

Seeing this, Shi Ji and the others did not dare to hesitate. They immediately kowtowed respectfully. Everyone’s faces were filled with respect.

Whoosh!

Lin Wudao also looked over when the illusory figure appeared.

[Name: Tu Si]

[Divine level: Level 2 True God]

[Divine position: God of Calamity]

[Temple: Calamity Temple]

[Divine kingdom: None]

“So this is the God of Calamity?”

Just as Lin Wudao was secretly observing the God of Calamity, the Mad Daoist’s surprised voice sounded.

Whoosh!

The moment he spoke, the God of Calamity who was above the statue instantly swept His cold gaze over.

“How dare you spy on me? Go to hell!”

Boom!

Tu Si’s majestic voice rang out as He pointed.

In an instant, a beam of divine light rushed out and turned into a terrifying divine sword, slashing the void where the three of them were.

The great terror that washed over them caused the expressions of the Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu to change drastically.

In front of that terrifying divine sword, they felt as insignificant as ants. If the divine sword landed, they would definitely be killed.

“Shit! We’ve been discovered!”

Seeing the divine sword coming, Lin Wudao took out the Great Desolation Cauldron and made it float above their heads. Thousands of divine lights fell and turned into a light screen.

Rumble!

The divine sword slashed down and landed heavily on the Great Desolation Cauldron. Although it caused ripples, it did not cause any harm to Lin Wudao and the others.

On the contrary, with the help of the powerful impact, the three of them flew 30,000 meters away.

“Let’s go!” Lin Wudao roared. The three of them immediately used a secret technique and left the Panshi ancient race..