The favor from the brother department is not easily owed; if one can solve a problem on their own, it is best to do so.
"They have Immortal Techniques, we have Divine Skills. Ah Fu—any problems?"
Ah Fu, mentioned by Long Xingtianxia, refers to the Divine Descent Master—Hong Fu Qitian.
As the top Master of Magic in Dragon Soaring, although the Divine Descent Master does not possess the marvelous Immortal Law of an Immortal Master, he has a heaven-defying explosive technique—Divine Descent Technique!
Hong Fu Qitian nodded, "There should be no problem."
"Then let’s start, don’t keep the brothers waiting too long."
However, Hong Fu Qitian did not need a Magic Altar, and began casting right on the spot.
It was chanting all the same, but the spells cast by a Divine Descent Master did not carry that ethereal aura of immortality; rather, they bore a touch of sanctity and madness.
While dancing wildly, he sang loudly to the sky, constantly shaking the Invitation Banner in his hand, causing the bells hanging from it to jingle.
Sunrise shines upon the earth, all gods heed my command.
Darkness and snowstorms approach, endless clouds block the clear skies.
Today I summon gods to the Mortal World, clouds clear revealing the sun.
Which Divine possesses this Strength, come possess me to manifest.
My family owns countless gold, immense treasures complete.
If offerings are needed just ask, all treasures you may seek.
Boom! As the last line was chanted, Hong Fu Qitian fiercely planted the Invitation Banner into the ground, a burst of golden light emanated from him as the center, within the surrounding air emerged the mysterious silhouettes of the twenty-eight constellations.
Four golden thrones appeared amidst them, awaiting the descent of the gods.
This Divine Descent Technique is the ultimate form of the Core Skills of the Divine Descent Mastery, able to summon Divine directly into one’s body, gaining tremendous Divine Power in a short time.
Of course, using such a Big Move comes at a cost; first, it requires offerings, as gods don’t labor for free, and different gods require different offerings, certainly not that simple.
Secondly, Divine strength is not something mortals can easily bear; each descent shortens life by ten years, so Hong Fu Qitian seldom uses this skill.
Thirdly, the gods summoned each time are not fixed, and refresh randomly based on the Divine Descent Master’s incantations.
A maximum of four can be summoned, but ultimately only one can be chosen to descend.
At that moment, four silhouettes appeared around Hong Fu Qitian, on those golden thrones emerged the vague figures.
The first silhouette, long-haired, robed in black, handsome features, clad in the robes of the stars, sang:
I am the Golden Dog Kaiyang Immortal, with boundless Divine Skills and unmatched Strength.
Sunrise heralds my arrival, requiring only nine hundred and ninety thousand coins.
The second silhouette, clad in white, long hair fluttering freely with Sui Feng, sang most charmingly:
I am the East Wind God, whose breath brings forth the winds over vast forests.
Snowstorms dissipate in moments, an Orange Weapon is all that’s required for an offering.
The third silhouette, however, was a barefoot woman dressed in snow-white, her features like a painting, expression cold and desolate, sang mournfully:
I am the Wind and Snow Goddess, storms and snow cease at my command.
Should you desire the wind and snow harm you not, a blood sacrifice of three shall let you pass.
The fourth silhouette was a robust man with fiery hair and a beard, bulging muscles, eyes wide in anger as he sang furiously:
I am the Fire God among men, fierce fires scorch the flesh
A Spiritual Fire dispels the chill, build me a temple, simple in your heart.
[system prompt: You have successfully summoned four Divine, please choose one to descend.]
After reviewing the verses of the four Divine, Hong Fu Qitian swiftly made his judgment.
Wind and Snow Goddess: Offering, seven players.
Kaiyang Star Lord: 990,000 Wen coins.
East Wind God: One Orange Weapon.
Lord of Flames: Establish a temple.
"President, which one should we choose?"
All four had the ability to calm the storms, the only issue was the cost of their choice.
"Use the silver coins! I’ll reimburse."
Dragon Soaring decisively chose to spend money, 990,000 Wen coins, just 990 taels of silver, which was much cheaper than an Orange Weapon or constructing a temple.
As for the blood sacrifice of human lives— that was out of consideration.
Hong Fu Qitian clicked on the currency in his inventory, chose to discard, and selected copper coins.
In an instant, a small mountain-like pile of copper coins was dropped onto the ground.
Kaiyang Star Lord nodded, and the mountain-like pile of copper coins instantly disappeared.
[system prompt: Sacrifice offered, Heavenly God descended!]
The next second, three phantoms around instantly vanished, only the phantom of Kaiyang Star Lord fiercely collided into Hong Fu Qitian.
A dog-headed shadow with a sun overhead suddenly emerged on Hong Fu Qitian, who opened his eyes revealing dazzling golden light.
The entire area around him rippled with Sunrise Spirit Light, clearing the storms within a hundred steps around him instantly.
Even through the storm, Zhao Qingyun could clearly see the golden light shining within the Dragon Soaring Formation, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition.
But Hong Fu Qitian did not hesitate, knowing the Divine Descent could only last for a short time, he quickly scanned his skill list.
At this moment, his Skill Bar was replaced by the skills of Kaiyang Star Lord.
Fiery Sun Burning Flame Skill, Sunrise Spirit Light, Kaiyang Gold Seal, Clouds Clearing and Sun Shining... that’s the one.
He decisively clicked on it.
Then, his on-screen character suddenly stretched his arms towards the sky.
Divine Skill—Clouds Clearing and Sun Shining!
It seemed as if the thick grey clouds in the sky were torn apart by invisible hands, forming a crack through which sunlight beamed down, creating a spectacular Tyndall effect.
Casting—First Stage Charge—Second Stage Charge—Three-stage Charge—
With each charge, the on-screen Hong Fu Qitian performed a wide arm gesture, the crack in the sky grew increasingly larger.
When the Three-stage Charge was complete, Hong Fu Qitian stretched his arms out with all his might.
The cloud cover in the sky rolled away like tumultuous waves in every direction, turning the crack into a vast circular piece of sky, clearing up instantly and being brightly illuminated by the high sun, even the few clouds that were originally there dispersed.
"What! How is that possible!" Zhao Qingyun watched, dumbfounded.
This, this... All his schemes turned into a joke at that moment.
"Ah Fu!" For the first time, his voice faltered, losing its previous calmness.
"President, don’t worry, the opponent is using a Divine Descent Technique, it shouldn’t last long, my Immortal Technique can be used again, just need to exhaust his Divine Power with two rounds and he’ll have to get out."
Immortal Fortune seemed even more calm than him.
This was due to the confidence brought by his strong mastery of Mana.
At this moment, Miao suddenly shouted, "Hey, President, look, what’s that? There seems to be someone in the sky?"
Everyone looked up to the sky, indeed, where previously there were a few clouds, now only a very tiny cloud remained with faintly visible figures.
The people from Dragon Soaring noticed too, as the clear sky without a cloud was too conspicuous.
"It’s the Pantheon, damn it, it’s definitely these bastards causing trouble," cursed Jiuxiao Huanpei.