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Chapter 117 Facing the Holy Keisha in the Dark with Mythical Power! [Please Subscribe!]

From beginning to end, Feng Xi's view of civilization was different from that of the Holy Keisha and others.

In the eyes of the Holy Queen Keisha, God is the patriarch of civilization, determining its direction. But in Feng Xi's view, 'God' is merely a child born of civilization; when God is weaker than civilization, civilization is the adult. And when God is stronger than civilization, God is the adult.

"No one stays a child forever, and no one stays an adult forever, Your Highness Keisha." On the deck of the Great Gorge, Feng Xi, who was at the back of the crowd, looked up at the Holy Keisha with an extremely serious gaze.

A strange look flashed across Holy Keisha's face, because, in a sense, Feng Xi's words were a denial of her 'divine authority'. However, Holy Keisha didn't show any emotion, because Feng Xi at least didn't say anything openly.

"To be frank, according to the concept of our Chinese civilization, we can accept the invasion of Taotie, the invasion of demons, and even the invasion of angels, because we will resist. Millions of people will draw their swords against Taotie, demons, and even angels for the survival of civilization."

"Obedience to divine authority, obedience to the rule-makers—that's something that flows in the blood of Western civilization." Feng Xi glanced at Lena in the sky, who looked as awkward as if she'd been forcibly dragged to chat with an unfamiliar elder during Chinese New Year, then looked at Holy Keisha and the group of angel warriors, her voice gentle and calm:

"You can read data from Earth's dark dimension, so why don't you read some of the myths and legends of Chinese civilization?"

"Hmm?" The angels were slightly taken aback upon hearing this, somewhat confused about the meaning behind Feng Xi's words. Meanwhile, Holy Keisha's eyes had already turned white as she began to read the dark dimension data related to Chinese mythology on Earth.

She had only briefly reviewed the data from Earth's dark dimension, and she was unaware of many specific details. Originally, she wasn't interested in the history of these surface civilizations, but since Feng Xi had said so, a sense of curiosity naturally arose in Holy Keisha's heart.

She wanted to see.
In this nation dedicated to resistance, how did this civilized mentality come about?
"Hou Yi shot down the sun," Feng Xi said softly.

Holy Keisha tilted her head slightly, and the world before her vanished instantly. Seated high on her divine throne in the blazing sky, she silently watched as rivers dried up, the earth cracked, and trees turned to ash. Her eyes were calm, devoid of sorrow or joy. Beside Holy Keisha, nine golden suns, radiating terrifying heat, slowly revolved around her, singing and dancing.
Swish!
A stray arrow, resembling an ice crystal, shot down from the hellish landscape below. In the indifferent gaze of the Holy Keisha, it swiftly killed a golden sun crow beside her!
“In theory, all civilizations should have a mythological worship of the sun,” Feng Xi’s voice rang out quietly.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
On the sun-scorched earth, a burly man in animal hides, under the expectant gaze of a group of emaciated ancestors, coldly drew his divine bow, nocked a divine arrow, and with a determined look, methodically fired five arrows at the holy Keisha, who sat high on her throne in the sky. Every arrow hit its mark, each one aimed directly at the holy Keisha, and each arrow diminished the radiance of the sun god's authority surrounding her by a fraction!
"But how many civilizations dared to shoot down the sun?" Feng Xi could see out of the corner of his eye that Lena's face in the air was somewhat dark. No wonder their Sun Civilization suffered a setback on Earth. They were just naturally incompatible!
Divine Keisha silently watched from the blazing sky as the burly man below fired nine arrows, slaying nine suns. The tenth arrow was already nocked on her divine bow, aimed at her. This time, Divine Keisha was absolutely certain that the enemy was targeting her, not the other golden sun crows beside her.

Holy Keisha silently looked down at the burly man on the earth below. His last arrow aimed at the sun was aimed at her. After a long standoff, the burly man finally chose to give up, and the last arrow disappeared from his bowstring.

"As for the whereabouts of the tenth arrow that Yi shot down nine suns, there are many legends." The burly man silently looked at the Holy Keisha in the sky, silently raised his hand and opened his palm. In his empty hand, there appeared a sun-shooting arrow that only existed in the Holy Keisha's vision.

"But I personally feel that this tenth arrow has already been integrated into the bloodline of this civilization." The burly man's figure silently dissipated, revealing Feng Xi, who appeared somewhat slender yet exuded an unparalleled sense of security, in the eyes of the Holy Keisha. "Yu the Great taming the floods."

The world in the eyes of the Holy Keisha was shattered once again. This time, instead of the scorching sun baking the earth, a raging storm with torrents ravaged the land!

"Escape methods compared to those of Western civilization"

Holy Keisha raised her head slightly, her gaze piercing through time and space, looking at the other side of the same planet, on a huge ark, where a group of beings were praying for God's guidance in a torrential rain.
"Eastern civilizations have always been more pragmatic in such matters."

Holy Keisha turned around and looked at the land of Kyushu ravaged by the great flood. A group of ancient Chinese people, led by countless brave and fearless warriors, used iron and blood to slay the evil dragons that were causing trouble, and used their flesh and bones to build a Great Wall of life to protect the people behind them.
"From mythology to legend, let's talk about something more recent."

The flooded land beneath Holy Keisha vanished, transforming into a vast swamp shrouded in rising mist. In the distance, a group of convicts and commoners struggled through the mud after the torrential rain, dragging their shackles along.

Holy Keisha tilted her head slightly and saw the chains binding those people extending all the way to her, forming a magnificent yet cold throne.

Soon, Holy Keisha silently raised her head, her gaze shifting from the chains to the front of the emaciated crowd, where some people had stopped.

Holy Keisha silently looked down at the person at the front who had suddenly stopped. The person turned to face her, threw down his shackles, picked up a banner, his expression cold and resolute, drew his longsword, and pointed it at the throne.
"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?!"

As the man waved his banner, countless apathetic civilians' eyes ignited with fierce fire. They smashed their shackles and turned to charge towards the holy Keisha on the throne!

Dozens of well-equipped female angels flew out from behind Holy Keisha and swiftly slaughtered the rebellious commoners, leaving only the man who still held up his banner.

Under the banner, a gaunt man looked up, his cold gaze meeting that of the sacred and unapproachable Keisha in the sky.

(End of this chapter)