The Starfall World Believes in Chinese Immortals

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Xia Bai opened her eyes and found herself in an interstellar melodrama novel, as the vicious supporting female character who was destined to be humiliated.

In this novel's world, the various interstellar races cultivated their supernatural abilities through faith. Only by worshiping various gods could they receive divine blessings and become powerful.

Once you offered your faith to a god, you became that god's enslaved follower, unable to betray them for the rest of your life. Otherwise, you would suffer terrible punishment.

The various interstellar races were constantly at war, with endless conflicts and fierce disputes over followers and territory.

Xia Bai had become the lord's adopted daughter. The day before her engagement, she was dumped because she had no faith. Later, jealous that the lord's biological daughter had become the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Light and taken her place in the engagement, she repeatedly tried to frame the lord's daughter, until she was ultimately exiled to a desolate planet.

After transmigrating, Xia Bai immediately demonstrated her faith in the Chinese immortals.

Countless Chinese immortals, shining brightly throughout the long river of history, answered her call and showed the interstellar races what true gods were.

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The game Divine Descent swept through the interstellar worlds.

It was a full-dive virtual reality game, as well as a battleground set up by the gods of the various races for their followers to compete.

Every year, large numbers of elite fighters took part in Divine Descent, competing in the game to display the majesty of their gods and increase their followers and territory.

The winners of the game tournaments would gain immense wealth and power. During every league, the elite fighters fought tooth and nail to win.

But this year, a strange and weak team suddenly appeared in the game. It was called the Chinese Immortals Team. Every member was a weakling with a flimsy faith, and its captain was a delicate, beautiful black-haired flower vase.

Everyone waited to see this team of weakling wild gods get kicked out of the game.

But in the competition, Xia Bai summoned Nezha to beat up the Dragon God, called on Ksitigarbha to cleanse the zombies, and brought over the Kitchen God to set up a pot and cook. She also had Erlang Shen, the water-taming god, Laozi riding an ox, and the Eight Immortals who crossed the sea...

In the end, the ancient gods Nuwa and Fuxi also appeared, creating a Chinese race right there on the spot. Then Pangu split apart the rules laid down by the God of Light with a single axe swing and established a new order.

The interstellar races: How many gods do you worship? This is impossible! Why are they okay with you betraying them and switching sides?

Xia Bai: Sorry, but our Chinese immortals are also heroic spirits. Every one of them was a hero who sacrificed themselves for all living beings. All they wish for is a peaceful nation and happy people. They don't care about anything else. As long as we're kind and happy, that's the best offering and faith we can give them.

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The Lord God of Light was the most powerful deity in the interstellar world of Divine Descent. Heros was his favorite, and the only six-winged angel in the temple.

He was holy, powerful, cold, dangerous, and beautiful. His curling golden hair was light shed by the gods, his icy blue eyes were merciless, and nothing in the world could catch his gaze. He was the temple's most powerful weapon of slaughter, a machine without human emotions.

But one day, Heros betrayed his god. Darkness stained his pure white six wings, transforming them into fallen black wings like an endless night.

The temple sent out its elite forces to hunt him down, but they couldn't stop Heros as he fought through bloodshed. Like a god of death, he watched impassively as his former temple comrades fell one by one.

The fallen saint, drenched in blood and slaughter, raised his wings. His six wings blotted out the sky and whipped up a hurricane. Black feathers spiraled down through the air, bringing endless terror and fear.

Yet the fallen god's black-winged angel gently folded his wings and knelt upright and obediently at the feet of the black-haired girl, Xia Bai. He respectfully called her, "My god."

PS: I'm indulging myself. I've wanted to write this premise since last year, but I never got it organized. My chuuni soul has always wanted to see Chinese immortals battle the gods of the Church, and I finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Theme: Chinese heroic spirits are the best.