I Made The World Mutate

The white-robed figure used the miracle displayed by the man with the severed hand to instantly gain credibility, causing everyone to trust him.

These ordinary people began to obey the white-robed figure's instructions.

"No way? How could this be possible?"

At this moment, Xiao Mu, who was standing on the outskirts observing, couldn't help but feel unsettled by the surprise.

The man's severed left hand had actually grown back; it was too unbelievable. He had seen the situation just now, and the white halo that appeared on the divine statue was something Xiao Mu could instantly recognize as Life Force.

But can Life Force cause a severed hand to grow back? No, to be precise, can Life Force make people from the Blood Realm regrow severed hands?

The damages experienced by people inside the Blood Realm are rule-based injuries that cannot be healed by any means; otherwise, Zhao Pang would have healed his injuries long ago.

It's important to know that Zhao Pang is a powerful figure at the True God Level, a terrifying presence at the late stage of True God, where every such existence has cultivated Life Force.

If healing were possible, wouldn't such a person heal themselves?

But if even Zhao Pang cannot heal himself, how can these white-robed figures casually heal the man with the severed hand using a divine statue?

Not only heal but also completely regrew the man's left hand.

Of course, Xiao Mu believed that if it were only about healing the injury temporarily, Zhao Pang could certainly do it. But what Zhao Pang could achieve was only temporary healing, unable to keep the injury in a permanently healed state.

After all, it was rule-based damage, even if it could be healed, the injuries would recur after some time.

However, in the case of the man with the severed hand, Xiao Mu paid particular attention, observing closely from start to finish. He noticed that the man's left hand was truly healed and did not immediately return to its injured state after being healed.

This left Xiao Mu astonished involuntarily.

Could these white-robed figures have abilities stronger than the late-stage True God level? Is there a Heavenly God behind them?

No, even if there is a Heavenly God, it couldn't be done. Such rule-based injuries can only be addressed from the aspect of the rules themselves.

Could it be that behind these white-robed figures lies a terrifying existence capable of reversing the rules of the Blood Realm?

That would be too terrifying.

Xiao Mu felt disbelief.

The strength of these white-robed figures is really low; although there are Variants among them, they are at most beings at the Yin God Realm, not even reaching the Divine Spirits Realm. Can such people heal rule-based injuries?

However, the ordinary people on site clearly did not possess as much experience as Xiao Mu; they could not think of so many things.

Upon seeing the white-robed figure heal the injury of the man with the severed hand successfully, these ordinary people immediately cheered with excitement.

At this time, the white-robed figure seized the opportunity to speak. He raised both hands and loudly proclaimed to the crowd, "Brothers and sisters, I believe you have witnessed what just happened."

"As long as you follow us, each of you will be like this brother whose injury can be healed."

Saying this, he reached out to pull the thirty-something man with the severed hand. Now, of course, he couldn't be called the severed hand man anymore; after all, his severed hand had been completely healed.

And this thirty-something man whose injury had been healed immediately understood the gesture when the white-robed figure reached out to pull him. He lifted his left hand.

His left hand was now completely intact, but unlike the right hand, this left hand appeared more whiter and tender because it had just grown.

"Whoa~"

The crowd couldn't care less about such minutiae; one by one, they eagerly cheered.

Some wanted to rush forward to take a clearer look but were immediately stopped by the white-robed figures nearby.

These white-robed figures, while their strength might not be very high, had no difficulty blocking these ordinary people.

The leading white-robed figure seized the chance to shout, "Brothers and sisters, please calm down. I can understand your feelings. I know your goal is to heal your injuries, but trust me, as long as you join us, each of your injuries can eventually be healed."

"I will join you."

"I'll join!"

"Me, and me as well!"

"Count me in!"

"Please, accept me!"

Someone suddenly knelt down, their tone one of pleading.

Upon seeing this, the others turned to glance at them and immediately felt threatened.

These people began to worry they wouldn't be accepted, and upon glancing at the last person, one by one, they knelt down toward the white-robed figure.

"Brothers and sisters, please rise!"

The leading white-robed figure showed a smile, extending both hands, contentedly gesturing for everyone to rise.

However, the kneeling people evidently feared not being accepted, so one after another refused to get up.

The leading white-robed figure seemed to have anticipated this scenario and had to continually promise, reassuring everyone that anyone wishing to join would eventually be accepted.

Thus, with the next invitation, these people finally stood up.

Subsequently, the white-robed figure announced to the crowd once more, "Brothers and sisters, come over; each of you come and collect a divine statue, take it home, and devoutly worship it. Trust that soon, you will all be like this brother and have your injuries healed."

Saying this, the white-robed figure once again tugged at the recently healed thirty-something man beside him.

This recently healed man exhibited a high level of tacit understanding with the white-robed figure. As soon as he was tugged, he immediately extended his newly healed left hand again, signaling to the crowd.

Once more, cheers erupted among the crowd.

However, there were still some who were clear-headed, and among them, someone suddenly couldn't help but ask, "Are the statues sold for money?"

These individuals were evidently mostly ordinary people, some even beggars.

Given their backgrounds, naturally, they couldn't spare any money.

However, their concern brought no good results and instead was met with considerable scorn.

"Who is it? Who asked this question?"

"Not respectful at all; even if it requires money, shouldn't you give money? It's so responsive, then what's wrong with paying?"

Some expressed frustration, but evidently, these comments were made by those with a bit of Xiao Qian in their pockets who thought they could afford it.

Yet the vast majority on site could not afford this money, such that the voices of frustration evoked sharp glares from others the moment they were expressed.

"What I said was genuine."

A young man murmured quietly, feeling uneasy as others stared at him. He didn't dare loudly refute, fearing that provoking the crowd would lead to a beating.

Fortunately, the leading white-robed figure raised his hands again at this moment and loudly proclaimed to the crowd, "Brothers and sisters, worry not. These divine statues won't charge you; as long as you are respectful enough, take them home, and worship daily, you are like us, and your injuries will heal like this brother's."

This time, after hearing the words of the white-robed figure, the crowd couldn't help but cheer once more.

The words of the white-robed figure completely dispelled their concerns.

Next, under the direction of the white-robed figure and with the others maintaining order, the ordinary people on site began lining up one by one to collect divine statues.

These ordinary people behaved very respectfully, orderly queued, and upon collecting the divine statue, one after the other respectfully held the statue with both hands and left the scene.

Xiao Mu stood at the back, observing from start to finish, yet he couldn't discern any issues. This made him deeply furrow his brow.

These white-robed figures clearly seemed problematic, yet there was no issue at all. How could this be?

But since Xiao Mu had become suspicious, he decided to investigate further. Following a beggar, he quietly swapped their divine statue with a wooden stick when they weren't looking.

Using his Changeable Divine Technique, Xiao Mu immediately transformed the wood into the likeness of the divine statue.

But given the beggar's ability, they naturally couldn't spot the difference.