156: Your gods are too weak!

Within the Temple, evil Qi surged to the heavens.

The members of the Evil God Cult who had received the Evil God's blessing all experienced a sudden surge in their auras; black Qi swirled around them, and their eyes flickered with the light of madness and confidence.

Their muscles bulged, veins popped, and strange black patterns appeared on their skin, writhing slowly as if they were alive.

"Do you feel it? This is the power of the Holy God!" an Elder spread his arms, intoxicated by the violent energy surging through his body.

"Hahaha, that piece of trash Chen Nian, let's see how long he can stay arrogant!" another person laughed wildly, his eyes filled with cruelty.

The Leader stood before the altar, feeling the unprecedented power within him, a sinister smile appearing on his face:

"The Holy God has bestowed such great power upon us; today, Chen Nian will surely pay in blood!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" the evil cultivators roared in unison, the sound waves making the entire Temple hum.

Just as this group of fanatical evil cultivators was preparing to rush out of the Temple to fight Chen Nian to the death—

"Boom!!!"

The Temple's massive gate, forged from Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Iron and weighing ten thousand catties, suddenly exploded without warning!

Countless shards shot inward with terrifying speed and force, directly piercing through several evil cultivators standing at the front!

Amidst the swirling dust, a figure slowly walked in through the opening.

The newcomer was dressed in ordinary plain clothes, standing tall with a calm expression as if he were just out for a stroll.

He stepped forward, his boots crunching sharply on the metal shards covering the floor.

It was Chen Nian.

He calmly scanned the evil cultivators in the hall whose auras had surged, his lips curling into an undisguised sneer:

"Oh? It seems you've called for help?"

"However, that's all there is to it."

Hearing this, the Leader flew into a rage, the black Qi around him boiling:

"Arrogant!"

"Chen Nian! You slaughtered my followers and destroyed my foundation. Today, I will make you pay the price!"

"The Holy God has bestowed supreme power upon us. Die!"

Before his voice even faded, the Leader was the first to attack.

His hands formed a seal, and the black Qi around him condensed into a sinister black python, carrying a terrifying aura that could corrode anything as it lunged straight at Chen Nian!

Wherever the black python passed, even space seemed to be distorted and corroded, making a "sizzling" sound; its power was clearly far beyond ordinary techniques.

Seeing this, the other evil cultivators also attacked!

"Ten Thousand Souls Heart-Devouring!"

"Nether Ghost Claw!"

"Blood Fiend Demon Blade!"

In an instant, countless terrifying evil arts were launched at Chen Nian from all directions.

However, facing this overwhelming onslaught, Chen Nian only shook his head and sighed softly:

"Is this what you call 'god-given power'?"

"It's truly... disappointing!"

He didn't even take a defensive stance; he simply narrowed his eyes.

The next second.

"Boom—!!"

Powerful golden energy erupted with him as the center, instantly filling the entire Temple!

This golden energy was extremely Yang and rigid, containing a terrifying power capable of purifying everything—it was the perfect nemesis for all evil forces!

"Rumble—!!!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar.

The sinister black python let out a piercing shriek the moment it touched the golden energy.

Its massive body rapidly melted and disintegrated like snow under a scorching sun!

As for the evil art attacks from all directions, they were even more fragile under the impact of the golden energy, scattering and collapsing one after another without even touching the corner of Chen Nian's clothes!

The members of the Evil God Cult watched this horrifying scene, each feeling as if they had been struck by lightning, their bodies turning cold.

They could clearly feel the majestic Divine Might contained within that golden energy.

It was an absolute power, extremely Yang and rigid, capable of suppressing all evil.

It was as if a scorching sun was hanging in the sky, making these evil cultivators, who had spent years immersed in sinister Cultivation Techniques, tremble with discomfort from the depths of their Souls!

What terrified them even more was the effortless manner in which Chen Nian executed this terrifying strike.

There was no earth-shattering commotion or complex hand seals; it was just a casual glance.

It easily crushed the "god-given power" they were so proud of and had pinned their last hopes on!

This gap could no longer be described as worlds apart; it was simply the difference between clouds and mud, the gap between an ant and a god!

"No... impossible! The power bestowed by the Holy God, how could it..." A Black-Robed Cultist's legs went weak, his voice trembling uncontrollably as his faith seemed to collapse at this moment.

"That golden light... it's so terrifying! I feel my Soul trembling, as if I've met my natural enemy!" Another person turned pale and subconsciously took a half-step back.

"What kind of monster is he? To be able to easily break even Divine Power?" An Elder muttered to himself in a daze, his Dao Heart nearly shattered.

Despair, like a cold tide, instantly submerged all the evil cultivators.

Their confidence, which had inflated after obtaining Divine Power, was completely shattered at this moment.

Leaving only boundless fear and confusion.

"Impossible!" The Leader's pupils also shrank, his face filled with disbelief. "What kind of monster are you?!"

This was power bestowed by the Holy God!

How could it be neutralized so easily?

However, before he could think further, Chen Nian had already moved.

His figure blurred instantly, appearing like a ghost in front of an Elder who had just finished performing an evil art.

The Elder's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly channeled the surging Evil God's power within him to set up layers of defense.

Pitch-black shields, distorted spatial barriers, and even countless wailing Vengeful Spirits surrounded him!

"The Holy God protects me! You can't break my defense..." the Elder shrieked, though a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Chen Nian didn't even bother to acknowledge his words, simply throwing a straightforward punch.

There were no flashy light effects or terrifying energy fluctuations; it was just an ordinary punch.

Yet, before this punch, those layers of defense were as flimsy as paper!

"Crack—Bang!"

The shields shattered, the barriers burst, and the Vengeful Spirits dissipated with wails!

The punch's momentum didn't slow down, landing nonchalantly on the Elder's chest.

"Pfft!"

The Elder's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes bulging.

In the next moment, his body exploded like an over-inflated balloon, flesh and blood flying everywhere!

Instant kill!

The entire place fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone was stunned by this horrifying scene!

That was an Elder who had received the Holy God's blessing!

Not to mention he was already powerful, but even after his strength surged, he was still killed in a single punch?

How was this possible?

For a moment, fear spread throughout the entire Temple.

All the members of the Evil God Cult.

Now looked at Chen Nian as if they were looking at a terrifying god of death from Hell.

However, Chen Nian just casually shook the blood off his hands, as if he had only done something extremely simple.

His gaze swept over the remaining evil cultivators as he spoke indifferently:

"Is it possible that it's not because I'm too strong..."

"...but simply because you are too weak."

"Your gods are too weak!"