My Cold and Beautiful Wife

After Ye Fan entered the shrine, after a few steps, the two sides in front of him began to shine like stars.

Ye Fan took a closer look and realized it was actually some floating prehistoric stone crystals. He didn't know what methods were used to make these glowing pearls float in the air.

After walking for a long distance, a holy white golden beam of light suddenly fell from the ceiling. It was released by a pearl shining with divine light at the top of the obelisk.

The beam of light gradually became gentler, and an old man's shadow with a face full of wrinkles and a tall nose and a somewhat hunched figure appeared in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan revealed a suspicious look. He was very sure that this was a shadow. To be more precise, it was just a primordial spirit …

"You are High Priest Pasteur?"

The elder looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression, "Yes and no."

"What do you mean?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

"I am High Priest Pasteur, but I am no longer complete. I am only the damaged Holy Spirit of High Priest Pasteur."

After ten or so seconds of silence, Ye Fan finally asked in disbelief, "You're dead?"

The remnant Holy Spirit of Pasteur nodded, "Yes!"

Ye Fan's entire body was covered in cold sweat. His heart was beating wildly as he pointed outside, saying, "So, that Great Divine Officer just now was basically a spiritual body created by you! The real great god official was long dead! Isn't that right!? "

A wry smile appeared on Pasteur's lips, "So you have already felt it."

The grand and respected spiritual leader of the Wilderness, one of the Twelve Sages of the Great Desolation, High Priest Pasteur, was actually just a "remnant soul"!?

However, from his description of himself as a damaged Holy Spirit, before he died, his cultivation was already a Holy Spirit!

What kind of disaster would cause a Saint realm master of the Holy Spirit Realm to die just like that?!

Pasteur sighed. "Not only the various tribes of the Wilderness don't know about this secret, even the attendants in the shrine don't know about it."

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and rubbed his forehead. After calming down, he said, "Just what exactly happened here?"

After asking a series of questions, Ye Fan respectfully waited for an answer.

A wry smile appeared on Pasteur's face. "All of this must start from the death of the previous generation's Barbarian King and the baptism of my current Barbarian King, Bouchahar."

With the narration of the remnant spirit of Pasteur, a piece of history that greatly shocked Ye Fan appeared before his eyes …

Seventy years ago, after Butchahar had suppressed the Borjin clan leader through his brawl and inherited his father's position as the Barbarian King.

However, at this time, an unfamiliar and unexpected guest had arrived at the Wilderness Divine Hall.

This man used some unknown method to silently break through the restrictions of the divine hall, and then arrived inside the divine hall.

The God of Berserkers Mark was passed down by the High Priest from generation to generation. It was used to communicate with the God of Berserkers and to receive divine orders.

But who would have thought that because of his rejection, this person would start a massacre without even saying a word!

Including me, all of the Holy Realm Priests in the shrine were destroyed by him in an instant.

If I didn't happen to possess the God of Berserkers Mark, he would have destroyed it immediately. That's why he didn't kill me.

When he saw that I was not willing to let go of the mark, he immediately left. I could only stay within the bead for the majority of the time.

Therefore, for the past few decades, I've only been able to use my mental strength to create a spirit body of a great god official.

"Help me relay messages and direct the normal operations of the shrine. As for me, I haven't seen any of the leaders of the tribes, including the Barbarian King."

Ye Fan swallowed his saliva. If it wasn't for the fact that he had seen the Divine Vermillion Bird before, the shock this time would have been even greater.

Even if Ye Fan were to use his full firepower and the Sword Demon's power, he still might not be able to defeat a Saint realm expert.

And this person had effortlessly wiped out the entire Wilderness Divine Palace?

It was only a few months ago that the God of Berserkers' Mark, which had not moved for decades, once again transmitted the divine order! "

High Priest Pasteur was somewhat excited as he said, "The God of Berserkers told me that you will appear today."

Only you, Sir, will be able to accomplish the will of the God of Berserkers and save the dangerous Wilderness! "

Ye Fan frowned in puzzlement, "You can really communicate with the gods?" Was there really a God of Berserkers?

I heard that 'Explosive Tiger' was taught to him by the God of Berserkers? "As far as I know, isn't that the magic of the ancient demon god Chi You?"

Pasteur solemnly said, "Sir Sword God, regardless of whether you believe it or not, God still exists. He's just an ordinary person who is unable to communicate with God.

Moreover, if the God of Berserkers hadn't truly existed, how would the person who destroyed our shrine have charged in and snatched our seal? "

Ye Fan curled his lips, he didn't really believe her. After all, Angel and Sally were all gods and devils, so maybe the God of Berserkers were their own kind.

Pasteur nodded and said, "That's right. What you want is an antidote formula, right?"

This time, he really believed that there was a God of Berserkers!

"That will depend on whether you can accomplish the will of the God of Berserkers."

Ye Fan looked displeased, "Are you threatening me?" If you give me an impossible mission, how will it count? "

"Since the God of Berserkers said that you're the savior of the Wilderness, then you'll definitely complete the decree. It'll depend on whether you're willing to give it your all or not."

Ye Fan's gaze shifted, "If you all die, then I will just have to search the whole Temple, and it can't be that I won't be able to find you?"

"Sir, do you really think that there is a written formula for you to read?" Pasteur played with the taste.

Ye Fan's face sank, this old turtle actually dared to play this game?

"Then why don't you tell me why you want me to take revenge for all of you? Don't even think about it, I'm not that powerful!" Ye Fan said unhappily.