My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

300  Destroy the Statue and End the Faith!

"Oh right, where's Wu Tianjue?"

Suddenly, Tushan Cangyue seemed to remember something. She asked without turning back.

Hearing this, Xie Wuyou, who was standing behind her, quickly stepped forward.

"Reporting to the High Priest, Wu Tianjue has already been brought to the Leishan tribe. He is currently waiting for punishment outside the temple."

"Bring him in."

"Yes!"

Xie Wuyou bowed and left the temple.

After he left, the Night Emissary Wu Huan rubbed his hands together and came forward, looking like he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"What do you want to say?"

Tushan Cangyue glanced at him coldly.

"Umm... High Priest, the God of Thunder has fallen, and this place will become the place of faith for the Qingshan Great God. In that case, we can't do without the Great God's statue. Well, before we came to the Leishan tribe, I have already secretly made a statue of the Qingshan Great God. It might come in handy now."

Boom!

As he spoke, Wu Huan waved his hand, and an extremely majestic giant statue appeared. At a glance, it emitted a vast divine might.

Seeing this, Tushan Cangyue couldn't help but look at Wu Huan one more time.

"Well done! It just so happens that the God of Thunder has already died. When we collect the faith of the Leishan tribe later, we do need the Great God's statue. Since you can have such intentions and make such preparations, it is enough to show your firm belief in the Great God. I will record your merit. I think the Great God will also be very satisfied if He knows about this," Tushan Cangyue said calmly.

She did not expect Wu Huan to have such a clever mind. It seemed that the latter truly believed in the Qingshan Great God wholeheartedly.

Tushan Cangyue was very satisfied with this.

At the same time, after receiving Tushan Cangyue's praise, Wu Huan was excited. Leaving a good impression on her would only benefit him in the future.

Ever since he believed in the Qingshan Great God, Wu Huan had been working wholeheartedly, not daring to hesitate or slack off. It was all for the sake of gaining the favor of the Qingshan Great God. And now, he was finally one step closer.

Just one step ahead would put him many steps ahead of others.

In the future, there would be more and more people and divine servants under the Great God. Only by leaving a good impression on the Great God or the High Priest as soon as possible would he have a better future.

Therefore, Wu Huan did his best and was one of the most loyal and devout believers of the Qingshan Great God.

Tushan Cangyue could naturally see through his thoughts but she didn't say much.

After she put away the statue, she left Thunder Nether Mountain with Tushan Mang and the others.

A moment later, they arrived at the ancestral shrine of the Leishan tribe.

...

At this moment, many Leishan tribe members were gathered in the square outside the ancestral shrine. Their faces were filled with fear and terror.

Other than that, there was also intense anger and hatred.

Looking at the mighty and majestic divine servants outside the square, they felt endless humiliation and pain.

Their Grand Elder had been killed, and they had lost their freedom.

From today onwards, the Leishan tribe would be under the rule of the Great Green Mountain. Even their beliefs would be forcefully changed.

When they thought of that, their hearts were filled with sorrow.

Now, their only hope was the God of Thunder.

All of them prayed and looked forward to the God of Thunder expelling the Qingshan tribe and letting them regain their freedom.

However, their wishes were destined to come to nothing.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

...

Just as the members of the Leishan tribe were expectant, a few spiritual boats sailed over with sharp air-piercing sounds.

On the boats were Tushan Cangyue and the others, with Tushan Mang and the others in the front, carrying the God of Thunder's statue.

"That... that's..."

"The statue of the God of Thunder from the temple!"

"Damned bastards, to think they dare to destroy our temple! I'll fight it out with you!"

"How is that possible? The God of Thunder, he..."

...

When the Leishan tribe people saw the statue carried by Tushan Mang and the others, they immediately widened their eyes in disbelief.

Immediately after, they knelt and bawled in grief. Their eyes were filled with intense hatred.

The Qingshan tribe had destroyed their temple. That was their faith!

"This is too much! It's just too much!"

"You can't do this! You can't!"

"Qingshan tribe, what exactly do you want to do? What right do you have to destroy our temple?"

...

Everyone shouted angrily. They looked vicious as if they wanted to swallow Tushan Cangyue and the others alive.

Regarding this, neither Tushan Mang nor Tushan Cangyue felt anything and their faces remained cold.

"Noisy. Let me tell you, just now, the God of Thunder that you believe in has already died. From now on, the Leishan tribe can only have one faith, and that is the God of Great Green Mountain from Great Green Mountain. Except for the God of Great Green Mountain, all other religions are regarded as heretical. Heresy must be eliminated!"

Standing at the highest point of the ancestral shrine, Tushan Mang roared coldly.

The struggle for faith between Gods was extremely cruel. One area could only have one God and no heretics were allowed to exist.

ashes.

Seeing this, the Leishan tribe was filled with sobs.

What was that? The God of Thunder was dead?

The moment Tushan Mang's voice fell, the people of the Leishan tribe felt as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt.

Their bodies trembled non-stop. Some even fell to the ground and started wailing.

At this moment, they could not accept this reality.

However, regardless of whether they accepted it or not, the reality was as such and could not be changed.

"Men, burn the statue of the God of Thunder."

"Yes!"

Whoosh!

As Tushan Mang gave the order, a divine servant waved his hand, and a terrifying flame instantly surged out, swallowing the statue.

Everyone in the Leishan tribe stared with eyes wide open. They rioted wildly, desperately trying to stop the statue from being burned.

However, no matter how hard they tried to attack and resist, they were all suppressed by the powerful Qingshan Divine Guards.

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the statue of the God of Thunder was burned bit by bit.

"Bastards! You bastards!"

"Roar, I curse all of you to die a horrible death!"

"Why? What's wrong with believing in the God of Thunder? Why did you burn our statue?!"

"Sob, sob! The heavens are unfair, the heavens are unfair!"

...

Everyone fell to the ground and cried.

At this moment, their hatred for the Qingshan tribe had reached its peak.

Tushan Cangyue was indifferent to all this. Her beautiful face was cold and there was no emotion in her eyes.

As the Leishan tribe members roared hysterically, the statue of the God of Thunder was burned to ashes.

Seeing this, the Leishan tribe was filled with sobs.

Boom!

When their voices of hatred calmed slightly, Tushan Cangyue waved her hand and took out the statue of the Qingshan Great God.

It was placed on the altar that had long been built.

At the same time, she also gave Xie Wuyou a look.

Xie Wuyou immediately understood and left the square quietly.

A moment later, Wu Tianjue's figure appeared in the square.