...

However, all the incense sticks were burned, and the blood of the cattle and sheep gradually solidified, and the Parthenon was still the same, without any movement at all.

"The gods still refuse to forgive us..."

People collapsed powerlessly to the ground, looking at the temple in despair, and many people began to cry and repent.

The bald man who had previously proposed to offer sacrifices speculated: "Maybe the sacrifices we offer are not enough to move the gods, maybe we need to offer the purest girl."

This sentence seemed like a life-saving straw, rekindled a glimmer of hope. People looked around them, looking for the girl who was most suitable for sacrifices.

Many people's eyes fell on Mu Wanqing, Ou Chuyang snorted coldly, held the hilt of the sword, and issued a silent warning.

But the desperate and fanatical believer completely ignored Ou Chuyang's warning and slowly surrounded Mu Wanqing. The bald strong man said, "It is the most glorious to dedicate his life and body to the supreme god..."

"Fart!" Ou Chuyang cursed and prepared to start a massacre. He hated this act of damaging life in the name of religion.

Mu Wanqing grabbed Ou Chuyang, then held his arm intimately, and said to the gradually approaching crowd: "I am very willing to contribute to the gods, but unfortunately I am his wife and no longer a pure girl."

The woman who sacrificed in the religious ceremony must be a pure virgin. Everyone had to give up after Mu Wanqing said this, but their eyes looked at Toya again.

"She is my wife." Temur, who seemed dull and clumsy, hugged Toya in his arms very cleverly.

"You are lying!" The strong bald man pointed at Toya and asked, "You said she is your wife, so why is she still combed in a girl's bun? You obviously don't want to dedicate her to the gods, you are blaspheming the gods!"

"We are not married yet, but we are already... already that..." Temur lowered his head embarrassedly, pointed at Ou Chuyang and said, "He can testify for me."

Ou Chuyang was stunned and secretly laughed: When you did those good things, I didn’t watch it. I asked me to testify, this is simply...

The bald strong man walked to Ou Chuyang, looked up and down, and said with a bad look: "I don't think you look like a person on our prairie. What's your name?"

Ou Chuyang stared into the bald strong man's eyes and said three words coldly: "Ou Chuyang!"

"Ou...Ou Chuyang!" The bald strong man's pupils dilated sharply, and he was shocked: "You...you are the killer...Ou Chuyang?"

The rumor that Ou Chuyang killed Wu Lihan angrily and scared away Alslen was spread here earlier than he himself. Moreover, after the spreaders continued to add fuel to the fire, he had already described him as a bloodthirsty murderer.

When hundreds of people around heard the five words "Killing God Ou Chuyang", they immediately took a few steps back with a "bang" and looked at him inexplicably.

Ou Chuyang looked around, grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, "Yes, it's right."

The bald strong man saw that Ou Chuyang slowly pulled out a blade while speaking, and a terrifying cold light appeared. He suddenly ran away. Hundreds of people scattered, and a large open space was left around Ou Chuyang.

Ou Chuyang took advantage of the situation to draw out the sword, used the sword energy to draw a circle of ten meters in diameter on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Ou Chuyang is here, those who enter the circle will die!"

"Crash..." The crowd retreated out a long circle and hid far away. He was intimidated by Ou Chuyang's reputation, and no one dared to approach the circle of death.

Hua Wushang smiled and said, "The painting land is a city, which is amazing. Ou Chuyang, you have made a name for yourself in this prairie now."

"I'm afraid it's a bad reputation." Ou Chuyang smiled indifferently.

From time to time, women cried out from afar, and Mu Wanqing frowned and said, "They are going to harm other people's girls again."

"It's not a big deal to continue like this. You stay here and I'll see what's going on in this dilapidated temple." Ou Chuyang said as he walked towards the Parthenon in front.

When people outside the circle saw Ou Chuyang coming out, they hid back like a tide. Ou Chuyang broke through a passage in the crowd like a water-avoiding droplets and walked straight to the steps of the temple.

Looking up, the door of the Parthenon Temple was closed and airtight, and the gold-cast walls were carved with mysterious runes, and Ou Chuyang could not tell at all.

However, a pattern on the gate made Ou Chuyang look at it for a few more times. The pattern was a circle with a hollow five-pointed star engraved with a line.

The center of the five-pointed star is a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish pattern, but the two eyes of the Yin-Yang fish are not two dots of Yin-Yang, but symbols. One symbol is like lightning, and the other is like a vortex.

Ou Chuyang had never seen this pattern before, but it made him feel inexplicably, as if it was very important to him.

What is the secret? Ou Chuyang stared at the mysterious circular pattern, and involuntarily stepped up the steps, approaching the door step by step.

"Hey! Then who is not allowed to approach the temple and blaspheme the gods." Someone below shouted.

"Shhh---that that killer, he is Ou Chuyang, are you dead?" someone next to him whispered.

"I don't care who he is. If we offend the gods, we will receive punishment!" The man was not afraid and walked up to continue to stop Ou Chuyang from approaching the gate.

Ou Chuyang stared at the mysterious pattern with all his attention, turning a deaf ear to the shouts behind him.

The pattern seemed to be growing bigger and bigger as Ou Chuyang's heartbeat. It changed from about a foot to one meter, and then, ten meter... a hundred meter... a thousand meter... a hundred meter... a hundred meter... a hundred meter... a billion meter, boundless, covering the entire world...

Ou Chuyang only felt as if he was in the void and could not feel any other existence, except for the mysterious pattern that was wider than the world...

The vast and mysterious pattern seemed to be spreading vast and boundless mysterious messages to the four poles and wildernesses. Anything is deeper and more complicated than the civilization of the entire world...

Ou Chuyang gradually lost in this time and space that seemed tangible and invisible, sound and silent, like real and ethereal...

The man behind him saw that Ou Chuyang was blindly deaf and turned a blind eye to his words. He grabbed his arm and wanted to pull him back from the temple gate.

However, his hands were empty.

Ou Chuyang suddenly turned into a golden light and shot into the mysterious pattern.

"Ah!" The man was shocked and fell to the ground.

Below the steps, the people who saw this scene were even more chaotic, and people shouted in panic.

"He...he...the god of killing turned into a ray of light and entered the temple!"

"This...this must have angered the gods now, we... are all over..."
Chapter completed!