Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The city where Chu Zheng currently was is called "Heavenly Pond," with a population of over seven million, and together with the nearby affiliated towns, the population exceeded ten million.

The Cold Pond Spirit Lord had been entrenched here for nearly ten thousand years. The word "Pond" in "Heavenly Pond" refers to the Cold Pond Spirit Lord.

Within Heavenly Pool City, among the Incense Fire Deities who had entered the Fourth Realm, apart from the Cold Pond Spirit Lord, there was only one Rainbow Heaven Spirit Lord from the Divine Court, who was the heaven of the entire Heavenly Pool City.

The million believers are just a nominal number; the actual number of true believers of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord had already approached two million, making him the second most powerful deity within thousands of miles, next only to the Rainbow Heaven Spirit Lord.

In front of a not so grand temple, the ten-foot Soul of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord stood amidst the wind and snow, wearing a water-blue divine cape, his skin emanating a pale blue tint, appearing nearly forty years old, his cold, stern face commanding awe without anger, overlooking the entire temple.

From a distance, quietly observing believers, many of whom were false believers of Chu Zheng, were captivated by the spiritual might of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord, swaying uncertainly with hesitant expressions.

This very Dharma Body alone was larger than the temple of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, and it was clear to anyone with eyes that the difference was as profound as the heavens and the abyss.

Even the true believers led by Yuan Dazun were filled with worry at this moment.

A newly perfected Incense Fire God, when facing a Middle-Rank Spirit Lord, it was hard to say if there were any chances of victory.

All they could hope for was that this time the Dao Lord could preserve himself as much as possible; otherwise, this newly assembled divine multitude would quickly disperse like monkeys scattering upon a tree's fall.

Whoo—

Looking at the temple in front of him, the Cold Pond Spirit Lord said nothing, suddenly raised his hand and swept across, the void exploded with a muffled sound of roaring thunder, and the cold wind howled, carrying a fierce stream of ice sweeping over the dome of the temple.

Bang!

A layer of fragile divine light was torn apart, debris flying everywhere, revealing the inside of the temple at a glance.

"Hiss..."

Looking at the tiny divine statue only seven feet tall before him, the Cold Pond Spirit Lord's eyes slightly narrowed, a light sneer sounded from his nose, and a cold, scornful smile hung on his lips:

"A mere Divine Embryo, Soul not yet nurtured, dares defy my divine decree, ignorant of life and death."

Having spoken, his gaze turned to Chu Zheng, after sizing him up for a while, he couldn't help but be slightly moved:

"Such outstanding raw talent, serving under such an insignificant deity, truly is a waste of heavenly gifts. Why not follow me in cultivation, worship me as your deity, and I can grant you a Venerable rank."

He recognized Chu Zheng's extraordinariness at a glance; at just over ten years old, he already possessed such cultivation, and his future achievements were boundless.

If he could take him under his command and carefully nurture him into a Venerable, he might be able to advance further in the future with this child.

The strength of believers naturally strengthens the deities they worship.

With these words, there was an uproar around, many of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord's believers were somewhat in disbelief.

The Venerable, as the spokesperson for a deity, holds a position and power only second to the deity itself within the divine multitude.

After a moment, Chu Zheng, who had been sitting cross-legged in front of the divine statue, slowly opened his eyes, his expression unwavering as the Yin Yang Dual Qi flowed through his body, establishing a faint connection with his far-off true body through the divine statue.

He had remained silent until now because he did not have an absolute certainty of victory, but at this moment, he did already.

"Giving the enemy a breather, wasting words, such a deity stupid as a pig, what use are you to me?"

Before the words fell, the seven-foot divine statue behind Chu Zheng suddenly lit up with divine brilliance, Yin Yang Qi surged from an extremely distant heaven, entering Chu Zheng's body.

"Huuu—"

Chu Zheng slowly stood up, exhaled a breath of Turbid Qi, the Yin Yang Dual Qi flowing out of his body, rising into the sky, straight into the clouds.

Boom—

The continuous wind and snow above the sky suddenly paused, and waves of dark clouds surged out of nowhere.

The Cold Pond Spirit Lord's complexion changed slightly, unable to contain his irritation, suddenly raised his head, looking at the gradually condensing dark clouds, he immediately opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of white smoke.

The white smoke surged upward, wrapped in severe cold, the void continuously cracking, specks of cold crystals precipitating from the air, falling like raindrops.

In an instant, the sky was full of ice, the view filled with snow.

From a distance came cheers like tsunamis from the believers of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord, extremely exhilarated because their worshipped deity was displaying great divine power.

However, the reaction of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord was completely different from that of his believers, his expression solemn.

Soon, his complexion changed dramatically, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.

In the sky, the continuous colored clouds sealed by low temperatures crackled, and then they were torn apart by a dazzling thunderbolt.

Boom—

A thunderbolt as thick as an adult's thigh, like an axe that splits the heavens, slashed through layered clouds and suddenly plummeted, striking directly at the Cold Pond Spirit Lord's crown.

He intended to dodge, but this strike was too fast and too fierce to be evaded.

Bang!

A thunderous explosion resounded, the Dharma Body of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord burst instantly, scattering in pieces and was unable to fully heal within a short period.

The Thunderbolt, the utmost rigid force between heaven and earth, possesses terrifying strength, and its lethality against the Yin Divine Soul is increased more than tenfold.

Chu Zheng gave him no time to catch his breath, once again connected with his Golden Body, wielded the Yin Yang Dual Qi, and used the Thunder Method.

Boom!

Another earth-shattering explosion resounded, the remaining aura of the Cold Pond Spirit Lord vanished completely, his Dharma Body left no trace.

All around was deathly silence, and then many cultivators and believers quickly began to flee in terror, their faith deity defeated and returned, they no longer had the courage to stay here.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

In view of the public, with the Dharma Body being crushed, this was an astonishing blow for the believers of an Incense Fire Deity.