Chapter 280: Oratory

Not long after Yang Fan's consciousness left the Divine Kingdom.

A figure in white appeared above the Eternal Corpse Mine.

It was none other than Yang Eleven.

Almost at the moment he descended,

Deep within the mine, amidst mountains of corpses, countless Zombie Kings who were Cultivating opened their eyes simultaneously.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Gazes filled with oppression looked toward the sky simultaneously, and the air seemed to congeal.

Although they had never seen the person before them,

But the aura unique to Intelligent Life allowed all the Zombie Kings to instantly recognize the other's identity.

In an instant, a fury suppressed for ten thousand years erupted.

"Intelligent Life!"

A Zombie King let out a low roar.

"You are not welcome here!"

"Get out!"

Another Zombie King roared as well.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

The roars rang out one after another, and more and more Zombie Kings stood up, their eyes staring coldly at Yang Eleven in the sky.

They had never forgotten the pain Yang San had once inflicted upon them.

Even though the person before them looked completely different from Yang San,

But in their eyes, Intelligent Life was Intelligent Life.

Facing countless hostile gazes, Yang Eleven's expression did not change in the slightest.

"Silence!"

Boom—

Accompanied by a cold shout, a terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire mine.

"I have come by the Divine Oracle to teach Formations and increase your strength."

"To prepare for the future Divine Kingdom War."

"This is the decision of the Deity; do you intend to defy the Deity's will?"

Hearing the word 'Deity,' all the Zombie Kings fell silent instantly.

A moment later, they knelt on one knee one after another.

"We dare not!"

There was still unwillingness in their voices, but no one dared to defy Yang Fan's orders.

Seeing this, Yang Eleven slowly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snap—

The sky suddenly lit up, and a huge light screen slowly unfolded.

The next moment, countless Zombie Kings were stunned simultaneously.

Because the person appearing in the image was none other than Yang San.

Only now, Yang San had long lost his former spirit and was being crazily torn apart by countless zombies.

His body was devoured time and time again, only to recover again and again, until finally, he died completely.

The light in those eyes had also long since extinguished completely.

"This person is the Intelligent Life Yang San, who committed a grave crime back then."

"His ten-thousand-year sentence has been served, and the Deity personally passed judgment."

"Now, he has been executed."

The entire mine fell into dead silence.

All the Zombie Kings stared fixedly at that image, speechless for a long time.

Yang Eleven sighed softly, a touch of heartache appearing on his face.

"The Divine Kingdom is so vast that there will always be parasites and scum."

"I deeply regret what happened back then."

"But the Divine Kingdom will not stop its progress because of one sinner, and you will not live in the past forever because of one sinner."

He slowly scanned the crowd, his voice becoming increasingly resonant.

"Look at yourselves!"

"Have you become stronger?"

"Have you surpassed the past?"

"Or are you just treading water, clinging to past hatred?"

Countless Zombie Kings' bodies trembled slightly.

"Then what… should we do?"

Finally, a Zombie King spoke up, his voice filled with confusion.

Yang Eleven's gaze was burning.

"Become stronger!"

"Constantly become stronger!"

"Become the sharpest blade in the Deity's hand!"

"Even if you have turned into zombies, you are still believers of the Divine Kingdom!"

"Even if you lose your life, you still possess value!"

"Even if the world fears you, the Deity still needs you!"

"The past cannot determine the future! Identity cannot determine value!"

"Only power can prove the meaning of your existence!"

Yang Eleven waved his hand abruptly.

The transmission tower shook violently, and countless Cultivation Technique light images illuminated the firmament.

"The Deity has bestowed the Legacy!"

"The future is at your feet!"

"Tell me!"

"Are you willing to continue sinking!"

"Or are you willing to follow the Deity!"

"Fight for the Divine Kingdom!"

"Fight for the Deity!"

After a brief silence, one Zombie King was the first to stand up and raise the weapon in his hand.

"Fight for the Deity!"

Immediately following, the second, the third, the fourth…

Countless Zombie Kings roared simultaneously.

"Fight for the Deity!"

"Fight for the Deity!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The roars shook heaven and earth, and even those ordinary zombies without intelligence began to instinctively roar along.

Corpse Qi soared to the sky, and the sound waves swept in all directions.

The entire Zombie Kingdom seemed to regain its vitality.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Divine Kingdom,

Yang Da was watching all of this through a real-time feed.

Looking at the completely boiling Zombie Kingdom, he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.

"Holy crap!"

"Yang San, that guy, was locked underground for ten thousand years; could it be that he spent every day studying 'Oratory'?"

"This brainwashing ability is almost catching up to certain 'experts'!"

Yang Da touched his chin, thoughtful.

However, soon, he nodded again, feeling that Yang Eleven's method was very effective.

Because after believers possess a common belief, the efficiency of executing the Divine Oracle will significantly increase.

In the Divine Kingdom War, this kind of cohesion is often more important than pure strength.

The development of the Divine Kingdom never relies solely on resources and strength.

For a Deity, letting believers have a common goal is also an extremely important ability.

And everything Yang Eleven just did was essentially reshaping the sense of identity of the entire Zombie Kingdom.

Judging from the results, he undoubtedly succeeded.

In the following days, Yang Fan gradually quieted down.

He did not participate in any more Divine Kingdom Wars.

Sima Bang would invite him to dine at Yuexiang Pavilion every month, but Yang Fan could always find various reasons to decline.

There were even a few geniuses who were also Peerless Prodigies who took the initiative to visit, hoping to join forces with him to invade Alien God-Kingdoms.

Regarding this, Yang Fan likewise politely declined them all.

Nowadays, he was no longer lacking that bit of resources.

Compared to taking risks and fighting, he was more willing to invest his time in the development of the Divine Kingdom.

Every month, Yang Da would purchase a large number of earth heart milk source nests and enlightenment ancient trees from the Dark Web.

After these buildings were loaded into the Divine Kingdom, the revenue generated the next month would be reinvested into purchasing new resource buildings.

It kept cycling in this way, and wealth continued to grow like a snowball.

And as the number of purchases increased, those sellers on the Dark Web selling resource-type S-Rank Buildings seemed to have noticed something.

At the beginning, there were only a few hundred resource buildings listed for sale each month.

Later on, the number of listed items began to gradually increase.

It was as if more and more forces began to actively offload their goods.

Under such circumstances, Yang Fan's funds were naturally insufficient.

However, with supply exceeding demand, his current buying price had dropped to 1.1 billion Divinity Points.

Besides the development of the Divine Kingdom, the thing Yang Fan did most was attending various banquets and cocktail parties.

His and Gu Le's birthday banquets were always organized personally by the Gu Family.

He would also attend birthday banquets, exchange meetings, and various private gatherings held by the younger generation of various major Families.

Over time, Yang Fan discovered that the area where he had made the most progress was not the Divine Kingdom, but social etiquette in reality.

He was becoming increasingly adept at dealing with the scions of those major Families.

The smile on his face was always just right, and his speech always left room for maneuver.

Unless absolutely necessary, he never lied easily, because many times, one lie requires more lies to cover it up.

And in these top-tier circles, reputation is often more important than profit.

Besides that, those Divine Kingdom investment projects that everyone knew about required even more caution.

Because when everyone thinks it is a guaranteed profit, that is often the moment of greatest risk.