Chapter 437

They couldn't help but doubt it!

"Do gods truly exist in this world?"

Just as this doubt rose in all their hearts!

Roar!

Suddenly!

Another resonant cry rang out.

The voice carried both dominance and holiness.

A white figure shot up into the sky.

The sound echoed ceaselessly through the valley, battering their souls. Before they could even look up in horror,

they felt a blindingly scorching light descend from the heavens.

The next moment!

They saw another divine dragon dancing in the sky.

A pure-white body.

A holy aura.

Leaving them not the slightest impulse to profane it.

The radiance emanating from its body was like the purest thing in this world.

And then!

Rolling waves of light poured forth from its twin wings.

As if scattering seeds.

Or like the descent of a god's blessing.

Aooo!

The Holy Light Dragon's massive form was etched into every person's heart.

It circled the valley in flight.

Its radiance spilled onto every corner of the valley.

Falling upon every single person below.

Instantly!

The entire valley seemed to be cloaked in a layer of holy light.

And beneath that radiance,

they discovered in shock

that the injuries their bodies had just sustained

were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"M-my body's wounds are all healed!"

"No—my old hidden injuries from years ago are gone too!" Everyone felt the changes in their bodies in astonishment.

Just moments ago, they had been gravely wounded from killing one another.

Some even carried incurable injuries left from years past.

At this moment!

All of them had vanished.

And not only that—

the black plague that had been lingering around them,

the thing that had been sapping the strength of their bodies,

had melted away in an instant.

Just like snow meeting a blazing sun.

Shocking beyond words.

Squeak squeak squeak!

At the same time!

As the light descended,

the plague rats on the ground that had not dared to move

at this moment!

let out terrified shrieks.

But!

Their bodies trembled, pinned down by an immense, terrifying pressure.

They didn't dare to flee at all.

They could only watch helplessly as that white light fell onto their bodies.

The next moment!

Their bodies began to rot away.

In an instant they were like drifting dust,

slowly vanishing.

Not even a trace was left on the ground.

As if they had never existed in this world.

"What—what!"

"This... this!" At this very moment!

Diwu Lengyu's body began to tremble, tears of emotion streaming down his face.

A look of horror appeared on his face.

His eyes widened.

He felt the changes in his body.

His eyeballs kept trembling within their sockets.

He sensed something!

Not only were all the injuries he had sustained over this period of time completely healed,

but also—

the dying phantom beasts within their bodies

had all recovered their stamina and health.

If it were ordinary injuries, healing-type phantom beasts could manage it.

A slightly more powerful healing phantom beast could even heal them in an instant.

But to pass through their bodies,

and even heal the phantom beasts dwelling within them—

that was simply a miracle.

In any case, Diwu Lengyu had never heard of such a thing. "That—that's a Holy Dragon!" "A Holy Dragon of Light!" Finally!

Diwu Lengyu could no longer contain his curiosity.

Summoning his courage, he raised his head to look at that sacred, holy dragon.

His pupils contracted.

His eyes bulged wide.

He shouted it out in his heart.

Holy Dragon of Light!

The most sacred existence in legend.

Able to heal every kind of wound.

To dispel every negative status and curse in the world.

This was something he had seen in the most hidden records and documents of his clan.

Bloodline, legendary grade.

An incomparably sacred being.

It was innately proud.