Chapter 501: Believers and Believers
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With Ma Ling and the Spirit Police present, Yang Haoran would certainly have to offer an explanation. Whether they believed him or not was irrelevant, because even if they didn't, there was nothing to be done. Besides him, only the dead short man knew the true details, and with the short man dead, Yang Haoran's word was final.
Of course, Ma Ling and the Spirit Police's appearance wasn't entirely a bad thing; at least he wouldn't have to concern himself with the aftermath.
Moments later, when Yang Haoran emerged from the spatial rift, he found himself outside a Death God Temple in Ancheng. To avoid any unnecessary trouble, he had chosen a secluded spot outside the temple to step out of the rift.
Yang Haoran had been to this Death God Temple before. Previously, whenever he and Xu Meijing had a secret conversation, she would bring him to the temple's meeting room.
At present, the Death God Temple's gates were tightly shut, and a crowd of devotees had gathered outside. Some of these devotees had eyes filled with confusion, clearly not understanding why the Death God Temple's gates were closed. Others wore expressions of shock, as if they had learned of some earth-shattering event.
Yang Haoran took in the scene. He knew that some of these devotees were utterly clueless, but others seemed to be privy to certain information.
Yang Haoran paid no mind to this. Regardless of whether these devotees knew anything, the authorities would eventually step forward to debunk any rumors, so he didn't need to concern himself. The reason he was here now was the presence of a restrictive barrier. This barrier enveloped the entire Death God Temple.
With his current strength, directly entering the barrier's interior via a spatial rift was temporarily impossible. Therefore, he could only choose to emerge from the spatial rift outside the Death God Temple, then forcibly break through the barrier or tear a gap in it to enter the temple.
Due to the oppressive presence of the restrictive barrier, Yang Haoran couldn't ascertain the current situation inside the Death God Temple. To discover what was happening, he would have to breach the barrier.
Yang Haoran merely glanced at the distant devotees before retracting his gaze, then looked at the wall directly in front of him.
The situation was urgent. He had no time to waste on these devotees, much less to seek out those who seemed to know something. What he wanted to do right now was to immediately enter the barrier's interior.
The wall was several meters from Yang Haoran, but the barrier enveloping the entire Death God Temple was right before him.
He didn't activate his Ghost Eye, because he could already sense the barrier's presence.
"Forcibly destroying the barrier would create too much commotion, and might even harm those devotees," he thought. "The best approach is to tear open a gap."
With this thought in mind, Yang Haoran extended both hands towards the space before him.
Before his hands were fully extended, a force blocked them, as if an invisible wall stood before him.
Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged. He channeled the Spirit Power within his body, and a large quantity of black Spirit Power gathered in his hands. For a moment, black smoke billowed from his palms.
"Break for me!"
With a low shout, Yang Haoran thrust both hands forward.
The space before him rippled. The restrictive barrier, under attack, revealed a faint veil of light. This faint light wasn't visible only to those with special ocular techniques; with careful observation, it could also be seen with the naked eye.
Yang Haoran exerted himself fiercely, forcing his hands into the barrier.
The moment his hands plunged into the barrier, Yang Haoran knew with certainty that the person who set up this restrictive barrier had already sensed his presence.
However, since he dared to break the barrier, he naturally wasn't afraid of the other party sensing his arrival. What he truly feared was arriving too late, only to find himself collecting the corpses of Xu Meijing and her subordinates.
After thrusting his hands into the barrier, Yang Haoran tore fiercely, forcibly ripping open a gap wide enough for him to pass through. Then, with a flicker of his form, he rushed into the barrier's interior, followed by a leap that carried him over the surrounding wall, successfully entering the Death God Temple.
As Yang Haoran entered the barrier, the torn opening automatically repaired and healed itself at a rapid pace, returning to its original state in the blink of an eye.
The moment the barrier returned to its original state, it once again became hidden, imperceptible to the naked eye.
"Did you guys just see that? The entire temple seems to be shrouded in a light barrier."
A devotee, pointing at the sky above the Death God Temple ahead, spoke with a look of astonishment.
As soon as he uttered these words, other devotees immediately echoed him.
"I saw it too! It looked like a light barrier. It's absolutely miraculous!"
Among the devotees, some had seen it, but just as many had not. Those who hadn't, upon hearing these words, reacted with disbelief, surprise, or regret.
Because Yang Haoran's movements were so swift, the restrictive barrier enveloping the Death God Temple had only appeared for a fleeting instant before vanishing and becoming hidden again. Many devotees hadn't been paying attention at that moment, and thus failed to notice the manifested barrier.
However, even without seeing it, it didn't hinder the imagination of some devotees.
"I think that must have been divine light! Divine light enveloping the temple, my God has manifested!"
"Yes, it must be our God manifesting! Our God must be imparting something to the temple keepers, which is why we're not allowed near the temple!"
"I wondered why an invisible force blocked me as soon as I approached the main gate! So, it was my God manifesting!"
For devout believers, the manifestation of their worshipped deity was more important than anything else. Nothing could excite or thrill them more.
They were just ordinary people. When they saw or encountered something they couldn't explain, they would attribute it to the deity they believed in. Regardless of whether it was logical or not, they would actively rationalize it in a positive light, and the result of this rationalization was their complete conviction that everything they surmised was true, leading to an even stronger faith in their chosen deity.
These Death God devotees were a prime example at this moment. After being prompted by one devotee, the vast majority concluded that the inexplicable phenomenon before them was the Death God manifesting.
In their excitement, some devotees knelt on the ground and began to prostrate themselves before the Death God Temple's main gate.
With the first person leading, more and more devotees knelt on the ground, their faces filled with piety, their mouths ceaselessly murmuring prayers.
Of course, not all devotees were so agitated. Some harbored doubts about the Death God's manifestation, so their emotions remained relatively stable, and they did not prostrate themselves on the ground like the others.
These devotees fell into two categories: one consisted of relatively rational believers. Although they held faith in their hearts, they were not blindly devoted.
The other category comprised "false" believers, who approached matters of deities with skepticism. Their visits to the Death God Temple were merely for peace of mind, having absolutely no relation to whether they truly believed in the Death God.
These two types of devotees differed fundamentally from the fanatical ones, and thus their reactions at this moment were vastly different from the latter.
The devotees kneeling on the ground at this moment were the truly zealous ones. Their faith was unwavering; for their belief, they would give everything, even their own lives or the lives of others.
Yet, these fanatically devoted believers did not know that the light barrier they saw was no divine radiance, but a cage—a death trap.
Nor were their respected temple keepers receiving divine impartation; instead, they were enduring devastating blows, some even losing their lives in the process.
What they knew even less was that they were currently standing on the edge of a volcano, oblivious to the danger. Should this volcano erupt, they too would perish.
Had they known all this, the fanatical devotees might still have remained fervent, but the other devotees, apart from them, would likely have changed their beliefs, or perhaps never believed again.
Moreover, apart from these fanatical believers, the other devotees would absolutely not dare to continue lingering here to watch any spectacle. To save their own lives, they would undoubtedly exert every ounce of strength, fleeing the area at the fastest possible speed.
But they knew none of this. Those who should have been worshipping continued to worship, and those who should have been watching continued to watch, utterly unaware that death was already at their doorstep. Moonlit Night God.
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