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He still tried his best to calm his heart and asked, "Then who are you, and what exactly do you want?"
Yun Yi smiled and replied, "Can't you recognize who I am?"
Zhang Jiao was taken aback, wondering if this was an old acquaintance. He racked his brain but couldn't recall Yun Yi's identity.
After a moment, he said in confusion, "Have we met before?"
At this point, Yun Yi added, "Here’s a hint regarding the forged prophecy on the stone tablet."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhang Jiao's expression turned serious, despite his efforts to control his emotions. "You saw it," he said, his tone laced with a threat.
If this matter were to leak, all the mystery and prestige he had built over the years would vanish in an instant, and his Taiping Believers would abandon him. At that moment, what would he rely on? How could he save these suffering people? Therefore, for the sake of all the suffering people in the world, I have to put you through this! After you leave this world, I will give you a grand funeral to send you off.
With that thought, Zhang Jiao's hand slowly moved toward the sword at his waist, silently chanting: Cut!
In an instant, he drew his sword with a swift motion. The blade's gleam pierced through the night as it aimed directly at Yun Yi's head.
Faced with this sudden attack, Yun Yi had not anticipated that Zhang Jiao would make such a decisive move and attempt to take his life without hesitation. However, no matter how fast the blade was, it could not surpass the speed of human thought.
In that fleeting moment, Yun Yi made a decision.
The metal armor in the backpack quickly donned itself over him.
As Zhang Jiao's sword touched Yun Yi's neck, the Iron Armor emitted a faint white glow, forming a protective layer that firmly blocked this lethal strike.
Immediately after, the effect of the Thorn armor manifested. A mysterious force surged back along the blade into Zhang Jiao's body, causing him to stagger backward with a grunt. Blood spilled from his mouth, staining the ground beneath him.
"What are you?" he gasped, lying on the ground, looking at Yun Yi in disbelief, his eyes filled with confusion and shock.
What kind of power is this? Why have I never encountered it before?
Yun Yi replied calmly, "You forged prophecies on my stone tablet, yet you can't even guess who I am?"
At these words, it was as if a light flickered on in Zhang Jiao's mind. "Your stone tablet? That Prophecy?"
He suddenly recalled the armor that had appeared so abruptly, the divine light that protected him, and the astonishing force of the counterattack. Could it be that you are a god?
To this, Yun Yi neither confirmed nor denied, responding simply, "A god? Perhaps you could say that."
Upon hearing this, a bitter expression crossed Zhang Jiao's face. He had devoted his life to faith and spent twenty years teaching his doctrine.
Creating Tai Ping with my own hands, I never expected that the first time I would face a god in person would be under such circumstances. Life is truly filled with ups and downs.
In reality, Yun Yiyan does not care much about all of this. Even if he were to meet his end, he could still be reborn. Furthermore, even if he failed to react in time and did not equip the Iron Armor against Zhang Jiao's deadly strike, he would not fall.
Now, he has already advanced to a new level. What does this level signify? Each time he levels up, it means that his Health Points will gain an additional heart.
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