Chapter 312: The Resurrection of the Good Man Yizhisha

Saran really didn't expect that the Black Pope was hiding in the majestic Parthenon. No wonder she met the Black Pope right after she defected. No wonder she had never seen the Pope's true face even though she was a cardinal of the Black Pope!

Maybe the Pope is someone she knows. Who is it? Helon? Ishisa? Or Pamixi?

Saran was full of doubts and thought quickly about the suspicious target, but then she burst into laughter again, because Wentai, there were only two things she wanted to destroy, one was the Parthenon and the other was the Black Church. Now she didn't expect that these two most hateful things would overlap!

"The high-ranking official of the Parthenon is actually the Pope of the Black Church. Doesn't that mean that the Parthenon is the headquarters of the Black Church?"

Saran sneered, then used the magic tool that allowed him to communicate with the Pope in a single line, and sent the message that Xu Fan was actually the son of the cardinal and had inherited the true soul.

She was now extremely grateful that she had defected from the Parthenon while pregnant with her posthumous child, otherwise the Pope would have known all her details!

"Hey? Brother Xu, who gave you this new bracelet?"

Zhao Manyan noticed the extra bracelet on Xu Fan's wrist and was very surprised. The bracelet looked really ordinary, with only three blood-red beads that looked of good quality, while the rest were simply cheap goods.

"I found it at the door yesterday. I saw no one wanted it, so I put it on myself!"

Xu Fan said casually, not paying much attention to his bracelet, and the others quickly shifted their attention, instead looking forward to today's resurrection magic.

It has been said for over two thousand years that the Parthenon possesses the soul of the resurrection god and can release the resurrection magic, but the history that can be traced back is only about three hundred years, and the resurrection magic has only been released for a little over a hundred years.

Moreover, the resurrection magic is not something that ordinary people can see whenever they want. Basically, the resurrection magic will only be used once a year. The last time Asharuya used the resurrection magic, she has been recuperating. During this period of time, she has eaten countless good things and her cultivation has almost reached the super level.

Logically speaking, in order to protect the goddess, the second resurrection spell would not be used in such a short time, but the problem lies here. There are big problems inside the Parthenon. Pamixi wants to force Xu Fan out, and Yizhisha wants to snatch the soul, which leads to the current situation.

"I'm so stupid! Really! I only knew that bitch Ye Chang was eyeing me covetously! I didn't expect that the seemingly human Grand Hall Mother Pamishi was actually an out-and-out beast!"

"Good, very good. I didn't expect that both of you are members of the evil Black Church. It seems that the responsibility of revitalizing the temple has fallen on me!"

Izhisa was lying in the ice coffin, her mind was extremely active. Although Pamixi had secretly plotted against her, she was not a lamb to be slaughtered. She used secret methods to suppress the power of the curse. No matter what, as long as the resurrection spell could heal her injuries, it would be enough.

The spectators soon gathered, and the place where the resurrection magic was to be performed was a square. In the center of the square there was a statue of a divine soul. It was said that performing magic here could reduce the energy consumption by half.

After the audience was seated, the main character appeared. Asharuya, dressed in a white robe and holding a verdant wooden staff, walked step by step to the platform under the statue of the soul, and an ice coffin in the corner was also carried towards the statue of the goddess.

"Oh my god, why does that wooden staff in the goddess' hand look so familiar to me?"

Zhao Manyan exclaimed in surprise, then moved closer to Xu Fan and quietly took out a piece of rattan.

"Look! Isn't this the same thing?"

Zhao Manyan asked in a low voice. He was extremely shocked. The rumor that Xu Fan was the Lord of the Soul might be true.

"Maybe you can take it up and try to cast the resurrection spell!"

Xu Fan said nonchalantly that the release of spells was much more covert than magic, and it seemed that no one would be able to detect that he was the one behind it.

Zhao Manyan shook his head repeatedly and said nothing more. Some things just need to be known. "Open the coffin..."

A cry in Greek was heard, and the lid of the ice coffin instantly turned into tiny icy dust that drifted away. Although others could not see the specific situation in the ice coffin and could only see a rough outline, Asharuya could see it clearly.

Ishida, your death was quite ugly!

If Yizhisha hadn't been dead for so long that her blood had solidified, the ice coffin would have turned into a blood coffin.

Ishisa's confidants beside the ice coffin all showed horrified expressions. Could it be that Lady Ishisa was dead and could not be resurrected?
"In the name of the divine soul, I grant you a second life!"

Asharuya's expression remained unchanged. She raised the...magic stick in her hand high and muttered to herself. Xu Fan also assisted her at the right time, consuming a little mana. A golden light descended from the sky and enveloped the soul statue and Asharuya under the statue.

"Soul! The soul is showing up!"

"Divine art! Divine art of resurrection!"

There was a slight commotion among the crowd watching the ceremony, but as the golden light released by the soul statue became stronger and stronger, the commotion soon disappeared.

"Oh no! No wonder there were so many people selling sunglasses at the bottom of the mountain when we were going up. They must be waiting here!"

"Sunglasses are useless. This is the glory of God. How can a mortal look directly at it?"

Hearing the discussions around him, Xu Fan turned his attention to Yizhisha in the ice coffin. The golden light gradually gathered, and Yizhisha's entire body began to reflect the golden light.

Thick black mist suddenly emanated from Ishisa's body, but it disappeared in the golden light in just an instant.

Pamixi was shocked when she saw this. The power of the soul was indeed strong and could even dispel a curse of this degree.

"Glorious..."

Just when Xu Fan was about to release a fourth-order gold attack spell with all his strength, Yizhisha seemed to sense something. The wounds on her body healed rapidly, and a powerful vitality burst out from her body.

Xu Fan was startled and quickly canceled the spell, then he noticed something's gaze sweeping over him, and finally that gaze fell on Asharuya, or to be more precise, on the wooden staff in Asharuya's hand.

Yizhisha knew very well that now was the time for her to wake up. The ice coffin exploded instantly, attracting everyone's attention. When the ice dust dissipated, Yizhisha had already stood up in a white robe.

"The spirits will bless you!"

Yizhisha said with a smile on her face, and a faint golden light emanated from her body, which enveloped everyone. Everyone felt their body lighten and they received a super-level life blessing.

Yizhisha was still feeling complacent about her resurrection, but she didn't notice that Xu Fan was looking at her with pity.

What kind of good man is this? He didn't have much vitality to begin with, and now he gave away 99% of it in one breath. Is he afraid that he can only live for another week?

(End of this chapter)