CHAPTER 1222: CHAPTER 1222: LAND OF THE GODS! (FIRST UPDATE)

Leaving the small world of the Atlantis clan, Ye Qiu’s mind could not calm down for a long time.

The Prophet’s words had a significant impact on him; the future of Earth would undergo a tremendous change because of him. However, whether this change was good or bad was hard to conclude.

However, he and the Prophet reached an agreement. If the earth faced a great catastrophe, the Atlantis clan would lend him a helping hand to resist foreign invaders.

During his conversation with the Prophet, Ye Qiu mentioned the matter of the sealing warriors and disclosed everything about how they would awaken in large numbers in half a year, even attracting foreign martial artists.

The Prophet said nothing, but Ye Qiu could see that he seemed to know something. However, what surprised Ye Qiu was that the Prophet chose to join forces with him to combat the great catastrophe.

According to Ye Qiu’s guess, the Prophet was probably afraid of the descendants of the foreign martial artists that Atlantis had once killed seeking revenge, so he was willing to team up with him.

The view of the future depicted by the Prophet was very vague; Ye Qiu could not predict much from mere fragments, but it was clear that the future of Earth looked very bleak.

Although he couldn’t be sure about the old Prophet’s prediction accuracy, Ye Qiu had to prepare for the worst.

Leaving this hidden place of advanced civilization, Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted; he had to make a trip to the Vatican.

"Emperor Shang..." Ye Qiu muttered this name.

He had obtained information on Emperor Shang from the Dragon Group base; there wasn’t much written about him — Emperor Shang descended into the human world and appeared just once.

Almost simultaneously with the Atlantis civilization being attacked by foreign martial artists, the Western nations also faced invasions from foreign martial artists.

Many Western people were slaughtered, and at this time, a man in white appeared, calling himself Emperor Shang, wielding a cross as a weapon to defeat many foreign martial artists.

What intrigued Ye Qiu was that besides Emperor Shang, there was also a man in black who was killing foreign martial artists, and his strength was equally formidable.

Their methods of confronting enemies had some differences.

One was full of light, the other full of darkness.

Satan!

Ye Qiu saw a name.

This man in black was named Satan?

This was somewhat unexpected for Ye Qiu. Historically, descriptions of Satan always portrayed him as a big demon, a tyrant, an evil ruler.

Why is it that two people saving the world, one is revered as a god, worshipped by millions, while the other is called a demon, cursed by many?

The reason behind this is thought-provoking.

After resolving the crisis, Emperor Shang and Satan had a battle, after which both disappeared. Later, many miracles appeared throughout the West, and many claimed to have seen Emperor Shang manifesting.

Thus, Emperor Shang became the faith in people’s hearts, worshipped by many.

A god worshipped by billions, trying to kill him time and again, Ye Qiu did not think such a person was any kind of god.

In Ye Qiu’s eyes, the so-called gods that ordinary people spoke of were just powerful martial artists; even in the East, where there were many gods, reaching Ye Qiu’s level of prowess made achieving the status of a god possible. Does that mean Ye Qiu himself is a god?

Gods are merely the embodiment of human dreams, an unrealistic fantasy in times of peril.

"There were no gods in this world until believers created them," Ye Qiu murmured to himself, then gazed towards the West.

His destination, Vatican!

A day later, Ye Qiu once again left the lands of China, and without Caroline, he could travel at lightning speed, without the need for any tools, heading straight to the Vatican.

The Vatican is touted as the holy land of gods, with numerous believers here.

Outside a chapel, Ye Qiu strolled leisurely. According to the information, this should be the place.

An Eastern man appearing in a Western chapel is indeed a bit conspicuous. Soon, Ye Qiu was stopped by two white-robed priests.

"Who are you? This is a forbidden area; outsiders are not allowed to enter."

The two white-robed priests blocked Ye Qiu’s path, sternly ordering him.

Ye Qiu merely smiled, and spiritual power silently emanated from him, causing the two white-robed priests to feel dizzy and collapse to the ground before they even realized what was happening.

Ye Qiu was about to step forward when one of them seemed to retain some Divine Sense, "You... you can’t go in."

Oh?

Ye Qiu was somewhat surprised, not expecting this person’s spiritual power to be strong enough to withstand his mental attack.

It seems that not all believers here are pushovers.

Ye Qiu dropped his underestimation, and his spiritual power once again penetrated into the mind of the white-robed priest, making him completely honest.

No one was blocking the way now. Ye Qiu crossed the courtyard in front of the chapel, and just as one foot was about to step into the chapel, a red-robed man appeared before him.

Hmm?

Ye Qiu abruptly pulled back his foot, sensing extraordinary power from this red-robed man.

This person’s eyes were like lanterns, very bright, causing Ye Qiu a slight shock; he noticed that this individual’s spiritual power was likely strong.

A lot can be revealed from a pair of eyes, including the essence, energy, and spirit.

Eyes as bright as stars indicated the person’s essence, energy, and spirit were extremely strong, meaning their strength was remarkable. At first glance, Ye Qiu felt something unusual about this person.

In fact, Ye Qiu didn’t know about the distinction between red and white robes.

In this sacred land of Vatican, the clergy are divided into black, white, and red robes. Black robes have the lowest rank, while red robes hold the highest rank, naturally making the red robes the most powerful.

One must rise from tens of thousands of white robes to become a red robe, undergoing tests of piety and exceptional strength, to earn the rank of red robe.

Throughout the Vatican, there are only about a dozen red robes, and seeing even one of them would be considered a great fortune.

For they are the ones closest to the divine.

"You, Oriental, should not be here. It’s best for you to leave," the red-robed priest said calmly.

"I’ve come from far and wide; why would I leave because of a single word from you?" Ye Qiu looked at the other, noting that although there was no aura on him, his invisible presence still demanded caution.

"This is the resting place of the divine, and you, an Oriental, are not allowed to enter."

"What if I insist on going in?" Ye Qiu’s tone shifted.

"Then I will have to take action."

After twenty breaths, the red-robed priest could no longer fight, watching helplessly as Ye Qiu stepped into the chapel.

"How is it possible for this Oriental to be so powerful?"

"Could he be..."

Suddenly, the red-robed priest remembered God’s warning. Could this Oriental be the demon referred to by God? A devil no weaker than Satan!

"This is bad; this devil has entered the sacred resting place of God." The red-robed priest’s eyes flickered as he struggled to pull out an object, blowing it forcefully, which instantly emitted a strange sound.

Immediately, all black, white, and red priests in the Vatican flocked towards the chapel.