I AM UNPARALLELED
CHAPTER 55

The Human God in the Mortal Realm

Mount Shaoshi, in the square in front of the Mahavira Hall. Everyone present knelt on the ground.

Among them were monks, daoists, women, the elderly, and children...

These people were from factions gathered here to watch the show. They wanted to see how the conflict between the Shaolin Temple and the Yuhua God Dynasty would be resolved.

But who would expect such an outcome?

Thousands of people were forced to kneel, unable to move. The more they struggled, the more uncomfortable they felt. That extremely powerful fist aura was akin to a raging flame.. It makes them feel like they are burning.

That's really uncomfortable.

This is a shocking scene.

Beihai took out a mere painting and he directly suppressed the Shaolin Temple. Even the people who came to the Shaolin Temple to watch the show were also suppressed.

They feel terrible.

If they knew that something like this would happen, then they would not have come here to watch the show. This is truly an unfortunate disaster.

The monks of the Shaolin Temple are still struggling. They're all mad. They feel humiliated.

However, when the old monk spoke, all

speechless.

The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple turned his head in a no

believing.

His eyes reddened as he looked at the old monk and shouted, “What did you just say?"

The old monk said with great difficulty. "I told you this power comes from a Human God!"

"Imust be!" The abbot strongly denied. He shook his head in panic. Although he was still kneeling, his face was full of panic.

"Since the death of the last Human God 1,500 years ago, there has never been a new Human God!"

"This strength is indeed very powerful, but it is definitely impossible that it is from a Human God!"

The abbot found a reason for himself. He refused to believe that this boundless power belonged to the Human God.

If that were true, then the Shaolin Temple would be completely defeated and unable to fight back.

The countless temples and monasteries that the Shaolin Temple had collected over hundreds of years, a large number of believers and treasures, all of these things would be taken away.

Therefore, this power must not come from a Human God!

But there's nothing he can do.

The old monk's words shocked everyone present.

Including Beihai.

He was surprised and pleased.

He trembled as he held the painting in his hand.

The excitement!

He only had a deep feeling in his chest at this moment.

Human Gods!

That mysterious senior was actually a God

The humans... It's unbelievable.

No wonder Emperor Ming was so confident to let Cangshan and I come here alone." Beihai was so excited that he began to admire Emperor Ming, Lin Tianyuan.

Compared to the excitement Beihai-the others were afraid of.

They trembled amidst their shock and disbelief.

As these emotions appeared in everyone's heart, their feelings immediately became complicated. "No god should exist in this Mortal Realm!" Someone shouted unconsciously.

His expression was both envious and frightened.

They felt proud of breaking through the Martial Sage Realm with the help of that rain.

They thought back then that they had reached the peak of cultivation.

After all, they had become Martial Sages.

It didn't matter if one was at the second, third, or fourth step of the Martial Sage Realm.

They were still Martial Sages in the end.

Those who were only Martial Sage level one as well. were Martial Sages.

If the Martial Sage whose cultivation was at the highest step of the Martial Sage could be considered to be at the peak of cultivation. Then, those who were at the initial step of the same Martial Saint Realm should also be considered as members of those at the peak.

But now, only a painting was opened, yet they were immediately destroyed by the boundless pressure emanating from the terrifying fist techniques contained within the painting.

Even the Martial Sage had no other choice but to kneel before this aura. The Martial Sage Realm was no longer the peak of cultivation in this Mortal Realm.

It was because the Human God had appeared.

The old monk coughed and stammered. "The paper used for this painting is nothing out of the ordinary, as is the ink. The painting was also done in a relaxed manner. So this painting shouldn't mean anything."

"But..."

"This painting was drawn by the God of Man. It contained his aura and wisp of spiritual awareness. We can't refuse it."

His words caused the abbot of the Shaolin Temple to also close his eyes in despair.

Everyone finally believed him at this moment, a new Human God had appeared in the Mortal Realm

these. "No wonder the Emperor of the Yuhua God Dynasty dared to attack the Buddha Sect."

"The Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple are in big trouble this time."

"That's right, this is a terrible disaster. But it was their luck that this Human God did not seem to be planning to start a massacre. Otherwise, there would definitely be a river of blood flowing in front of the Shaolin Temple's Mahavira Hall right now."

"Let's get on our knees right. We will not lose by kneeling before the Human God."

"Really... At first I thought that after the rain, the Imperial Palace would no longer be a threat. But now, it seems like we will still be governed by the Imperial Court as usual."

"We have to see how the abbot handled this disaster." The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple could hear the audience discussions.

He's in a daze.

An old monk who was exhaling his last breath appeared before him.

Holy Buddha!

Before he died, he said that there was a great disaster coming to the Shaolin Temple.

He also told them, don't ... "Don't..." The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple laughed bitterly.

They think it means, don't be afraid.But the truth is, it's, don't fight'. "Buddha, I finally understand..." The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple sighed and looked at Beihai.

Then, he slowly raised the imperial edict in his hand and announced loudly.

"The Shaolin Temple will obey the Imperial Decree!"

The crowd in the area was silent.

The abbot has relented. And the truth is he's scared.

He did not dare to go against the Yuhua God Dynasty, nor did he dare to try and hold back the wrath of the Human God.

The Shaolin Temple monks also knew what would happen if they fought back.

The result of their stubborn resistance would definitely be extremely miserable.

Fortunately, the Yuhua God Dynasty had left this mountain for them to live in.

Beihai looked at the abbot who still held the imperial edict respectfully. Seeing this, Beihai closed the painting and stored it away in satisfaction.

The oppressive might soon disappear.

Many people gasped for breath as they crawled trembling as the oppressor might disappear.

The previous scene felt unreal - almost like a dream for everyone.

But when they touched their backs and felt the cold sweat wetting their clothes, they could not help but look at each other as they looked at the bitter smiles and shocked expressions in each other's eyes.

The Human God is too terrifying ...

These were just paintings drawn by the Human God It did not carry any intent to kill or attack, but it managed to suppress them until they became similar to the meat on the butcher's cutting board.

What would happen if they saw the Human God in the flesh?

They might die on the spot....

Beihai kept the folded painting and then said to the abbot of the Shaolin Temple.

"In three months, destroy all monasteries other than those on this mountain. Any monk who has committed a heinous crime must leave the Hermit. Buddhism is not a safe place for evil. The monks had to be escorted to the authorities. No delays allowed."

The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple could no longer be arrogant this time.

He bowed slightly and said in a trembling voice. "I. I understand!"

His heart ached when he finished.

"However, most of the monastery belongs to Xuankong Temple. We have no right to dismantle it," the abbot sighed and explained.

"Don't worry. The feelings of the current Xuankong Temple must be exactly the same as yours."

Beihai could not help but laugh as he recalled that Cangshan was holding another similar painting.

The abbot and the others shuddered at the frightening sight. They don't want to feel that feeling anymore.

Xuankong Temple!

The originally bustling Xuankong Temple.

The arrogant and arrogant Xuankong Temple.

The imperious Xuankong Temple.

At this moment, every monk from Xuankong Temple was kneeling on the ground. They were trembling as they were panting.

Cangshan had opened the painting he was assigned to carry and a garden view appeared around him. Green rumputans, rivers, trees, distant mountains, sloping hills, villages...

These life images appeared before everyone's eyes, It was calm and profound.

Only the green grass emitted a terrifying sword aura as it swayed. Aha green grass that exuded a terrifying sword aura as it swayed.

The sword beam pressed down on the Xuankong Temple Headmaster.

"Do you accept that decision?" Cangshan issued an imperial edict and looked at the Xuankong Shrine's Headmaster in anticipation.

The head of the Xuankong Temple School put a defeated expression on his face. Then, he knelt on the ground and said bitterly, "I accept that decision!"

How could he imagine that there was a Human God in this Mortal Realm?