The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun looked at these people who believed in the so-called Angel of Power, and suddenly felt a sense of disappointment.

"Since you have such faith in this Religion of Glory, I will destroy your faith!"

Qin Yun's eyes were as bright as lightning and extremely deep.

"Your so-called angel of power will protect the world and grant you powerful strength, right?" Qin Yun looked at the believers present.

The common people didn't understand why, but they still maintained their beliefs.

"Your Majesty, the Archangel of Power is supreme!"

"Your Majesty, please let them go. The Archangel of Power will remember your merits. Otherwise, the Archangel of Power may be furious."

"You are the emperor of Daxia, you can just walk away, but we will be in trouble."

Qin Yun sneered at the faces of those fanatical believers, and then said, "Bring the things up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several soldiers brought up an oil pan and placed it directly on the firewood.

Qin Yun said: "Everyone has seen that there is a whole pot of oil in here!"

When everyone looked over, they saw that there was indeed a pot of oil boiling in the wok.

Then, Qin Yun took out two gold coins and threw them into the oil pan, saying, "Later, I will have someone heat the oil pan to boiling point, and then reach into the oil pan to fish out the coins at the bottom of the oil pan without any damage. Do you believe it?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present, whether they were the onlookers or the fanatical and devout followers of the Church of Glory, showed shock on their faces.

"How can this be?!"

"This pot of boiling oil is enough to deep-fry a pig. If you put a person's hand in it, wouldn't it be fried instantly?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Everyone expressed disbelief.

What Qin Yun wanted was disbelief. He smiled and said, "Since you don't believe it, I will show you myself!"

"Fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier next to the oil pan immediately lit it.

The fire was so strong that the oil in the wok was boiling in a short while. It was a terrifying sight to imagine, let alone actually putting one's hands in it.

Qin Yun said: "Everyone, watch carefully. I will go and take out the gold coins right away."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "Your Majesty, you can't do that!"

Qin Yun looked back and saw that it was Isabella and others who came.

Isabella said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this is an extremely hot oil pan, don't take any risks!"

Murong Shunhua did not persuade Qin Yun, because in her opinion, with Qin Yun's powerful internal strength, it was completely possible to temporarily isolate the oil temperature and then take out the gold coins in the oil pan.

Qin Yun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Isabella. I know what's going on. Nothing will happen."

Gongsun Ruoshui and Su Yan looked at each other, their eyes showing a mixture of trust and worry.

Only Gongsun Wan'er looked at Qin Yun with curiosity, "Your Majesty, please try it."

She was not worried at all that Qin Yun would get hurt, because she knew what kind of person Qin Yun was. He would never rashly do anything if he was not sure of it.

Qin Yun was naturally very confident and slowly walked to the oil pan.

At this moment, the fierce flame jumped up, and the temperature around it suddenly became hotter.

The people around could feel the heat.

Some people advised: "Forget it, Your Majesty, there is no need to take risks for a group of pagans."

A believer of the Glorious God said: "Your Majesty, only the followers of Lord Angel of Power can do such a terrifying thing. If you believe in Lord Angel of Power, perhaps you can do it."

Some members of the Glorious Church even hoped that Qin Yun would do something stupid. They instigated him on the wooden stand, "Let him go! Are you afraid to do so? You are such a coward. Are you scared when the time comes? You still want to be the emperor of Daxia? I don't think you are even worthy of being a watchdog for the Pope."

Facing people with different expressions, Qin Yun just smiled slightly, looked at the boiling oil pan, and then slowly put his hand in.

Some people were so scared that they covered their eyes and dared not watch, while others were looking forward to Qin Yun's hands being blown into jerky.

But they all guessed wrong.

Qin Yun's hand slowly went into the oil pan, and his expression remained smiling from beginning to end, as if he was not hurt at all.

"How can it be?!"

"He's fine?!"

"He must be kidding, right? Is he pretending nothing is wrong?"

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief.

Isabella, who was covering her eyes, did not hear Qin Yun's screams. She slowly opened a gap, and then saw Qin Yun reaching his hand into the boiling oil pan with a smile on his face, and then took out the gold coins at the bottom of the pan.

In the sunlight, Qin Yun held up the two gold coins he had just fished out. The greasy gold coins looked even more dazzling in the sunlight.

Qin Yun's uninjured arm was also exposed to everyone.

"Wow!"

Isabella covered her mouth in shock, unable to believe what she saw.

Even Gongsun Ruoshui and Su Yan were very surprised.

"Good!" Gongsun Wan'er clapped her hands continuously as if she had watched an interesting performance.

On the contrary, Murong Shunhua, who had been quite confident in Qin Yun from the beginning, was a little puzzled at this moment.

Her confidence in Qin Yun came from his powerful internal strength, but she discovered that when Qin Yun put his hand into the oil pan, he did not use his internal strength at all.

This means that Qin Yun put his hand into the oil pan without any protection!

This was somewhat incomprehensible to Murong Shunhua.

Only one person at the scene noticed the clue.

That is Mr. Feng.

He could vaguely feel that the oil in the pan, which seemed to be boiling, had not actually reached a point where it could boil.

But he didn't know the secret either.

The people are going crazy.

“Is this really a human hand?”

“He’s really unharmed!”

"I must have been too excited and hallucinating. I need to go back and get some sleep!"

A fanatical and devout believer shouted: "Look everyone, this is the power of the Angel of Power. It is he who protects the Great Xia Emperor!"

Everyone looked at Qin Yun with suspicion.

Qin Yun wiped off the oil stains on his hands and sneered, "This is my power. What a bullshit angel of power. I don't believe in gods, especially Western gods."

"No! This is the power of the Lord Angel of Power!"

A member of the Glorious God Church shouted, "Only the power of the Lord Angel can protect people's hands from getting hurt when they are put into the oil pan!"

"Daxiazi must be the most loyal believer of Lord Angel of Power, and only then can he receive the protection of Lord Angel of Power."

"It can be seen that this is a miracle from the Lord Angel of Power!"

The originally ignorant people were instigated by the religious believer and suddenly became shaken.

"Shit!"

Qin Yun frowned and said, "Since you said this is the power of Lord Angel Quan, then come down and try it!"