absurd deduction game.

The power of faith surrounding the temple collapsed instantly, vanishing into the water as if it had never existed.

Jiang Chong looked down at him with a hint of confusion, as if he had overlooked something. He glanced at Yu Xing, who was standing alone in front of the temple, and then at the five outsiders on the other side. He couldn't understand why Yu Xing had run to the other side so desperately.

Is he trying to draw all the attacks alone and take the pressure for his teammates?

Jiang Chong's brain had a gap, causing him to be confused and disoriented. Even if he noticed some incongruous and fragmented parts of his memory, he was unable to sort them out in a short period of time.

All it knew was that endless anger and a trace of fear still lingered within it.

why?
Ah, anger! It must be angry that the statue was shattered because of a curse from an outsider.

And what about its fear? Was it because these outsiders were more powerful than it had imagined, making it wary? ...How ridiculous! It was a god, and how could these ants possibly contend with it, which had no weaknesses?!
Jiang Chong was not lying about one thing: after the Creator's visit, it was indeed endowed with more "spirituality." In this short period of time, it seemed to have developed a human-like personality, at the cost of losing its divinity that allowed it to view all living beings from a higher perspective.

It's hard to say whether the Creator bestowed more upon it or took away the opportunities that originally belonged to it, but that doesn't matter. It was originally a discarded piece of trash by the Creator, but its experience in Yejiang brought the Creator's attention back to it.

Isn't this a demonstration of its capabilities?

Therefore, it shouldn't show fear in front of these humans; there's no reason for it to!
Jiang Chong exuded even more pollution, which swept towards the outsiders without reservation.

Zhao Mou: "Watch out!"

Various props that had been hidden away until now proved their worth, managing to protect them even as the false god erupted in anger.

A hint of doubt flashed across Song Xue's brow: "Its power is all being used against us. That's strange. Doesn't it need to protect the temple?"

They were quite far from Yu Xing, and even with all five senses enhanced, they could only barely hear Yu Xing's curses. After that, they had no idea what Yu Xing did, since there was no sound at all from the other side.

But in any case, has Yu Xing already succeeded?
The use of the title ability was silent and stealthy. After Jiang Chong lost its most precious memories, this complex memory, containing both faith and filth, flooded into Yu Xing's mind.

He too fell into a daze, which was the price he couldn't choose for this ability—whether he wanted it or not, the stolen memories would belong to him.

His brain already contained various memories due to his long life, but he couldn't remember many of them. The memories belonging to Jiang Chong became a new burden for him, making his head throb with pain.

With each new memory, the old ones are flattened a little more. Yu Xing rubbed her temples, unwillingly re-examining the memories on the verge of being forgotten, reminding herself not to forget.

Then, he sensed the change in the flow of the water around him.

Jiang Chong's counterattack has begun.

The bad news is that Jiang Chong, having forgotten his own weaknesses, is now even more ruthless in dealing with them, causing everyone to be under increasing pressure and needing to pull out their most precious life-saving sacrifices.

Good news! The defenses around the temple have been lifted. As Yu Xing looked at the white oil slick rushing towards him, along with the blood, flesh, and bones that accompanied it, a strange idea suddenly occurred to him.

He leaped backward, nimbly swam, and quickly arrived at the roof of the temple, which was partially collapsed. From his vantage point, he could see inside through the hole in the roof.

The dilapidated temple no longer possesses the majesty to bear people's faith. It has been silently submerged in the river for so long, which can be considered as having survived a tribulation.

Yu Xing stepped onto the rotten wood of the roof and heard a crisp cracking sound. A small section of the building beneath her feet collapsed, and the last traces of color disappeared as the water washed away.

The attack came the next second.

There was no need for the transparent tentacles to smash the temple; the aftershocks of Jiang Chong's attack were enough to do so.

The chaotic torrent of water instantly crushed the remaining parts of the ruined temple. Planks and debris exploded in all directions, and the skeletal water ghosts, their mouths agape, slammed into the temple, turning it into rubble. Yu Xing nimbly dodged the attack, a smirk playing on her lips.

It's unnecessary, but satisfying to let a false god destroy his own foundation.

Unfortunately, he is now mute, otherwise he would definitely have spoken up to mock this little clay figure, letting it know that in the face of living humans, he is the epitome of stupidity.

Yes, after accepting the stolen memories, Yu Xing undoubtedly became the person who understood Jiang Chong the most in the world. He had all the key turning points in Jiang Chong's transformation from an ordinary clay figure into a false god in his mind—because they were all related to faith.

But he did not feel any empathy for the little clay figure because of this.

After gaining power beyond his comprehension, he was assimilated by that power; that was all there was to Jiang Chong's birth.

It's not even comparable to the period when Yu Xing was first reformed by the actors. At least back then, even though Yu Xing's thinking was extremely demonic, he never thought of just letting things take their course and handing his future over to fate.

If all that a creation can do is possess this much, then destruction is perhaps the best fate for it...

Yu Xing witnessed the dilapidated temple vanish into thin air in the water, meaning that the false god who had been terrorizing the area outside Fengtou Town would no longer pose any threat from now on.

The tentacles he controlled, with the force he originally intended to use to smash the temple, instead shattered the lotus platform beneath the clay statue.

Jiang Chong, who was launching a rampage, suddenly felt his power draining away. In the blink of an eye, he lost the power to control the mountains and rivers. The pollution that surrounded him and was buried deep within him vanished like bubbles.

"Wait, what have you done?!" Jiang Chong—the clay figure—shouted in terror.

It has only just learned about human fear today, and it is already demonstrating it to the fullest extent, leaving an indelible mark on its heart.

The almost towering, broken clay statue shattered into countless fragments, which fell and filled the riverbed, becoming nothing more than ordinary sand and gravel. The water ghosts looked bewildered, and their ghostly aura dissipated in an instant, leaving only ancient skeletons.

The skeletons fell like rain, buried in the sand and stones, and attained an eternal sleep they never dared to dream of.

Finally, all the water flowed back to nature, and in front of the ruins, only a mud figure the size of a palm remained.

The clay figure has lifelike facial features and body. It stands there, its hands constantly grasping at the surroundings, but the mud and sand passing over its body can only dirty its clay shell and can no longer give it any strength.

At the bottom of the pitch-black river, the little mud figure began to cry.

It covered its face and whimpered softly, then suddenly noticed the sand beside it sinking and the presence of humans enveloping it.

The next second, it was picked up.

"Without that temple, Yejiang can finally sever ties with you. Because of your existence, Yejiang has suffered a stigma." Zhao Mou looked at the clay figure in his hand and listened to the mission success notification. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The people underwater gathered around, but before they could say anything, they felt the space around them shake violently, as if it was about to collapse!

"This was originally where Jiang Chong's true form hid. Now that Jiang Chong is 'dead,' the space will cease to exist. Run!" Song Xue calmly reminded them, and led her team members upstream first.

The tremors grew stronger, and everyone came to their senses. Zhao Mou glanced at Yu Xing, confirmed that he was in alright, and gestured for him to leave quickly. Gui Jiu, meanwhile, skillfully hoisted the sea monster onto his shoulder and disappeared into the shadows.

Yu Xing rubbed his temples again and quickly followed. By this time, all the water ghosts in the river had died. Their journey back to the shore was much easier than when they entered the water. When they finally surfaced from the river and breathed the air on the shore, they saw the few people who had stayed on the shore waving at them.

Zhao Ruru shouted, "Awesome!!! I missed you guys so much!" (End of Chapter)