Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2816

Chapter 1329 Old Friend

Zuan was somewhat puzzled. Could these temples not have been set up by the true god?

However, he immediately dismissed this thought. Given the grandeur of these temples, no one else could forge them.

Moreover, while he couldn’t speak for others, the aura of the Chaos and Mystery Temples was all too familiar. Sensing them from afar, the auras of Memory, Chaos, and Annihilation that he had encountered were also impossible to fake.

“Could something have happened to Mili?” The thought had barely formed when Zuan quickly stopped himself. To have such thoughts in His temple was utterly blasphemous. Besides, what danger could the other party be in, being the supreme true god?

He hurriedly summoned the “bishop” he had encountered earlier. The bishop bowed respectfully: “May I ask who your esteemed sir is?”

Although someone had just recognized his identity as the Regent in private, since learning that there was a true god in this world, what did these worldly powers amount to?

As for power, although the Regent was once the strongest in the world, compared to the true god, he was still like a drop in the ocean.

What he revered was the pure chaotic and mysterious power emanating from the other person; for a moment, he even thought the other person might be a true god himself.

The other person’s thoughts couldn’t escape Zu’an’s notice, and he directly displayed the Book of Time: “I am the chosen messenger of the great God of Chaos and Mystery.”

Feeling the vast divine power emanating from the Book of Time, the group no longer doubted, and they all knelt reverently on the ground: “Greetings, Your Esteemed Messenger!”

Each of them was incredibly excited. They hadn’t heard of any other temple producing a messenger for so long; this was the first. Didn’t this mean that the path of chaos and mystery was the strongest, and that choosing this path was the right decision?

Zu’an secretly sighed. No wonder everyone wanted to become a god. Even when he was the regent, with immense power, many people didn’t submit so sincerely.

He composed himself, and after some questioning, he roughly understood what was going on.

The temple itself chooses its believers; those who can enter the temple are recognized by the corresponding true god.

The path they had just taken was actually a test; for ordinary people, every step forward was a great trial.

The closer these believers were to the statue of the true god, the more devout they were, the more aligned they were with the true god’s path, and the more blessings and divine power they would receive.

Those at the head of the group were the ones who had traveled the furthest, which is why they became the leaders of the temple.

However, even those who traveled far could only pay homage to the statue from afar; nothing like Zu’an, who had walked directly to its front.

As for Qi Yaoguang and Tang Tian’er, they left a deep impression; they had traveled even further than Zu’an, but they had no interest in temple affairs, choosing instead to undergo trials to become stronger.

Zu’an arrived at a place resembling an altar next to the temple, where a spatial vortex existed. Many believers would choose to enter it for trials, hoping to gain greater power.

This was a benefit offered by the ten temples to their respective believers. Some believers who emerged from it had indeed undergone tremendous changes, while many more never returned.

According to those who returned safely, the trials were extremely dangerous, with the possibility of death at any moment. Moreover, each person’s trial world seemed completely different, and their experiences were not interchangeable.

Despite the mere one in ten survival rate, the allure of immense power still compels cultivators from all corners of the world to plunge headlong into the fray, especially many elderly cultivators whose paths have been cut off. Having

faced certain death, now presented with another possibility, how could they resist taking the plunge? And then there

are those with lofty ambitions, like Qi Yaoguang and Tang Tian’er.

Zu An stepped directly into the spatial vortex, catching the surrounding high-ranking members of the temple off guard. They exchanged bewildered glances, knowing that these trial grounds were fraught with peril; what if the Divine Envoy perished within…?

Before they could even lament, a flash appeared before their eyes, and he emerged from the spatial vortex. They

were filled with admiration: “Truly worthy of being the Divine Envoy…”

Hearing the chorus of flattery around him, Zu An fell into deep thought. He had personally investigated the spatial vortex; it was incredibly mysterious, capable of instantly transporting people to different secret realms. This explained why almost no one who returned had experienced the same thing.

If he hadn’t now mastered the mysteries of spatial transformation, he probably wouldn’t have returned so easily.

One has to admire the true god’s skill; the secret realms connected by this spatial vortex are endless, making it impossible to find a specific person within them.

Seeing that he couldn’t gain more information here, Zu’an stepped forward and appeared outside the Temple of Memory in the next second.

Having learned from his previous experience, he easily entered the temple and arrived before the statue of the God of Memory.

The style of the entire temple and the paintings on the dome were completely opposite to those of the Misty Realm; together they resembled a starry sky. The statue of the God of Memory held a book in one hand and a brush in the other, observing that starry sky.

Similarly, it still had no face.

However, its physical characteristics leaned more towards female, which didn’t surprise Zu’an. Last time, with the Eye of Truth, he had accidentally glimpsed it and saw that it was indeed a female deity.

“Great God of Memory, your most devout messenger pays his respects…” Zu’an bowed to the statue in a formulaic manner, not even hoping for a response, since that was exactly what had happened with the Misty Realm.

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed from the void: “Most devout? I doubt it.”

Zuan was both surprised and delighted; he recognized Meng’s voice and hurriedly bowed: “Great God of Memory, you have finally replied to me.”

“Did you come to me because Misty ignored you?” The painted starry sky on the dome began to twinkle, as if a great being was looking down upon the beings on earth.

Zuan immediately broke out in a cold sweat: “I went there unconsciously because I was searching for the whereabouts of some friends. I hope the great God of Memory will forgive me.”

The God of Memory seemed to accept this reason: “Speak, what do you want?”

“I want to ask why so many temples have suddenly appeared in this world?” Zuan asked cautiously.

“Feeling dissatisfied that your territory has been invaded?”

“I dare not. It is my greatest honor that you True Gods have laid down miracles here.”

“Insincere.”

“…”

“Now we need the power of believers to spread their brilliance in all known worlds. Your world is somewhat special, so more temples have descended upon it.”

Zaun’s heart skipped a beat. The True Gods already stand at the pinnacle of all realms, why do they still need power?

However, he knew that the other party would never tell him the reason, so he could only ask, “I wonder what is so special about our world?”

“Your world is located at the edge of the universe. Logically speaking, such a rare singularity world should not exist. Moreover, I seem to sense the lingering aura of some old friends in this world. The other guys should have sensed it as well.”

Zaun’s heart pounded wildly. What exactly could be called an old friend by the True Gods?