King of Creation

Chapter 1872: Chapter 1857: Lud Li Returns

When the First Divine Priest of the Sand Sea, Grand Priest Nahar, held a golden drop of water in his palm for a brief moment, Ye Zhen’s eyes widened abruptly in shock.

"This thing, I believe you are not unfamiliar with it, right?" Nahar’s gaze was fixedly upon the golden drop in his palm, focused beyond measure.

It seemed as though he was not merely looking at a drop of water; his eyes bore an intensity similar to how a man regards a beloved partner he couldn’t bear to part with, immersed to the utmost.

"I can see, old man, that you have already forged a primordial spirit; I imagine that in the past few days, under the name of Divine Envoy, you must have obtained a considerable amount of All Living Beings’ Will Power, right?"

"Is this thing called All Living Beings’ Will Power?" Ye Zhen asked honestly and nodded.

"It goes by many names; we call it All Living Beings’ Will Power here, and in those ancient texts, it’s referred to as Power of Belief. In the Heavenly Temple, it’s termed Faith Divine Power, while in those esteemed trading markets, it’s known as Taichu Holy Water," Nahar explained.

"All Living Beings’ Will Power, Power of Belief? Taichu Holy Water?" These names instead puzzled Ye Zhen, "Senior, I know this thing must be precious, but I don’t understand why it’s the most treasured in Yizhi Sand Sea?"

"Whether it’s All Living Beings’ Will Power or Power of Belief, from my experience in obtaining it, I am certain its production is definitely linked to countless Sha Clan people in this Sand Sea. Sha Clan people may even be considered its producers.

Therefore, the producers, the Sha Clan people, should be the most precious and valuable in this Sand Sea, shouldn’t they?" Ye Zhen questioned in confusion.

"From my stance, your perspective is correct. Yet from the standpoint of the Heavenly Temple that aims for Yizhi Sand Sea, the Sha Clan people living here are deemed the least valuable, most despised.

As long as they capture the Yizhi Sand Sea, as long as the remaining Sha Clan population exceeds ten thousand, within merely hundreds of years, the population here can soar back to billions or even tens of billions.

They can thus acquire an unending, massive amount of All Living Beings’ Will Power."

Grand Priest Nahar spoke plainly, yet Ye Zhen still struggled to comprehend or perhaps didn’t understand.

"Senior, I don’t understand; the population within the Great Zhou Empire is as high as six trillion, with temple followers numbering at least thirty percent, which is close to two trillion followers.

Why expend such tremendous costs to conquest this barren Yizhi Sand Sea, even risking the fall of God King and God Monarch?" Ye Zhen was puzzled.

"Because, within this Yizhi Sand Sea, the All Living Beings’ Will Power is like the sand in Yizhi Sand Sea, endless!"

Nahar’s tone suddenly became filled with sorrow; it seemed he wasn’t recounting an admirable feat but instead narrating a tragic human calamity to Ye Zhen.

An ancient melancholy appeared in his tone, stinging Ye Zhen’s heart with sudden pain.

"It’s the misfortune of this sand sea, the greatest sorrow for the Sha Clan people living here, but yet it is the fortune of our Yizhi Temple..."

Listening to the sorrowful tone of the First Divine Priest of the Sand Sea, Nahar, Ye Zhen felt vague at first, but as scene after scene emerged in his mind, he suddenly understood.

The first scene appearing in Ye Zhen’s mind was the tragic life of the Sha Clan people, toiling tirelessly day after day, but merely for a sip of water, a bowl of rice, just to survive.

A strong wind, a sand explosion, persistent high temperatures could destroy all their hopes for survival, thrusting them into despair.

Following that was the display of a divine miracle; whether it was Yizhi Temple or beings like Ye Zhen, they bestowed upon them renewed hope for survival.

They regarded these entities that granted them hope to live as Heavenly Gods, spiritual supports.

They prayed with all their devotion to these powerful beings to bless and protect them, even willing to offer everything they owned.

They were indeed fanatics.

Enabling individuals like Ye Zhen to gain an abundant amount of All Living Beings’ Will Power.

Their sorrowful and tough lives made them show utmost gratitude and even worship for any slightest benefit they received.

Finally, what emerged in Ye Zhen’s mind was the statement once said by Achou, the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit, about Lud Li, the creator of the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

"May there be no more fanatics in this world!"

This was a grand wish, also a sigh!

The moment this voice sounded in his mind, Ye Zhen instantly understood, thoroughly comprehended the sadness in Grand Priest Nahar’s tone.

In this world, only those living in a life of extreme suffering would offer their utmost devotion and gratitude for the slightest hope and bestowed kindness.

Only they would recklessly and frantically believe in their deity, offering everything, even their lives for the deity they worshipped.

Only among them, could fanatics appear on a large scale.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Temple, these sorrowful people are effectively plants capable of growing fruits of All Living Beings’ Will Power.

They consume hardships and grow All Living Beings’ Will Power, Taichu Holy Water, immensely favored even by God King and God Monarch.

Only living in such an anguishing environment can they produce a vast amount of All Living Beings’ Will Power, Power of Belief, Taichu Holy Water in this sand sea.

Thus, even if they offer countless, massive amounts of All Living Beings’ Will Power to those lofty God King and God Monarch, their living conditions and standards will still see no improvement.

Even if they made endless efforts, used their own sweat and blood to change their living conditions, those lofty God King and God Monarch would still cause them to lose everything overnight.

For only through suffering can these Sha Clan people become fanatics, growing more wish power.

At that moment, Ye Zhen understood.

He understood the origins of Lud Li’s grand wish, the creator of the Mirage Dragon Pearl, and the endless melancholy in Grand Priest Nahar’s tone.

He was mourning the sorrowful fate of the Sha Clan people.

"May there be no more fanatics in this world!"

Involuntarily, Ye Zhen softly recited Lud Li’s grand wish, the creator of the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

This gentle recitation made Grand Priest Nahar’s eyes gleam brightly as he looked at Ye Zhen with an immensely strange gaze.

However, what most startled Ye Zhen was the transformation in his Mirage Dragon Pearl.

The Mirage Dragon Pearl, which had remained motionless for a long time, suddenly quivered, forcibly pulling Ye Zhen’s divine sense into its depths.

At the same instant, the image of Lud Li, the creator of the Mirage Dragon Pearl, clad in simple Qing Yi attire, adorned with a Jade Crown, with three long mustache strands fluttering like an immortal, abruptly appeared before Ye Zhen’s divine sense within the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

Ye Zhen’s expression became astonished beyond belief, for all he had today could be attributed to the grace of Lud Li, the master of the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

Unexpectedly, the now fallen Lud Li appeared before Ye Zhen once again.

The next instant, the immortal-like Lud Li began speaking.