I become a god in another world

Chapter 588: The Strength of the Emperor
Chapter 588

In the seventeenth level of hell, Zang Junji, who is left with only the remains of a ghost, is the undisputed true god!

Liu Yizhen and others felt as if a heavy rock was pressing on their hearts.

'Bang, bang, bang, bang!'

The heart was trembling violently. For a moment, everyone couldn't tell whether it was Zang Junji's presence that made their hearts tremble, or the voice of the Ghost Mother Tai Sui.

The loud noise quickly overwhelmed other perceptions. Everyone felt dizzy and the only sound in their minds was the violent heartbeat. All other emotions, thoughts, and perceptions were suppressed.

As Zhao Fusheng's heart trembled, the List of Gods slowly emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

'We all come from the same source, but the previous guest may not be able to defeat the next one!'

For some reason, this strange thought arose in Zhao Fusheng's mind, making her wake up instantly.

In an instant, the fog that seemed to shroud her mind and interfere with her clarity of mind suddenly dissipated.

A faint chill arose from her sea of ​​consciousness.

The Ghost List of the Investiture of the Gods began to rotate at some point, and the shadow of a towering ghost monument slowly rose into the air, appeared behind her, and stuck closely to her.

She felt a heavy pressure - as if the ghost monument was carried on her back and she was carrying it forward.

Under the heavy pressure, Zhao Fusheng's back bent slightly, but this pressure also made her mind clear again.

'This was the former re-creator of Hell's order, an indescribable existence.'

'When he was alive, he made outstanding contributions; after his death, he maintained peace in the area.'

The reminder of the Conferred God List sounded in Zhao Fusheng's mind:
Host, is it your terminator or your guide in establishing order?
Is he your stumbling block or just another passer-by on your path to establishing order?

Is its failure your future, your warning, or one of your reference experiences?

……

Remind the host to be careful with your eyes.

The power of the true God is invincible. It may be lurking in the dark, waiting for the right time to revive.

Remind the host that when truth is false, falsehood is true.

The power of the true God is far beyond your expectations.

Prompts from the List of Gods sounded one after another in Zhao Fusheng’s sea of ​​consciousness.

These hints were so mysterious that Zhao Fusheng couldn't understand their meaning at this moment, but she knew very well that the strange world was full of crises and her life was at stake. Even though she didn't understand the meaning of these hints at this moment, she still forced herself to remember them one by one in her heart, waiting to figure out their meaning later and find a way to save her life.

Her thinking gradually became clearer, and with the help of the power of the List of Gods, she gradually got rid of the influence of Zang Junji.

Zhao Fusheng's neck began to feel strong, and her head, which originally weighed more than a thousand pounds, was "losing" weight - this feeling was of course an illusion, just a thought of obedience that arose after she was oppressed by ghosts and gods.

She slowly raised her head and looked directly at the man who was suspected to be the former driver of the List of Gods.

Zang Junji's behavior at this time was slightly different from when he previously restrained the Ghost Mother Tai Sui.

Its face is intact, maintaining the appearance it had before the evil spirit was resurrected.

Zang Junji's eyes were closed tightly, his expression stern, almost harsh.

The moment the evil ghost revived, everything about its life was frozen.

Its expression is not ferocious, it can even be described as calm.

Zhao Fusheng was worried that he would be affected if he stared at it for too long, so he just glanced at it briefly and then looked away.

But even with this fleeting glimpse, Zang Junji's appearance still appeared in her eyes.

'Is it your future, or your warning -'

'When the true is false, the false is true.'

The few reminders from the Investiture of the Gods sounded like the morning bell, resounding in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

In a trance, she unconsciously looked up at the air above the seventeenth level of hell again - this time, what caught her eyes was still the evil ghost sitting in the void. She stretched out her hand and grabbed a handful of blood thread in her palm, and the other end of the blood thread was tied to the ghost mother Tai Sui.

The evil ghost hanging under the Ghost Mother Tai Sui was turning slowly and dimly at a leisurely pace.

When the ghost turned around, its face was pale, revealing a face that made Zhao Fusheng scared to death - this face was not the Zang Junji with half of his head cut off that Zhao Fusheng saw for the first time, nor was it the former imperial general whose face was intact that he had seen before.

The evil ghost's face transformed into a cold and stern female face.

It opened its eyes slowly, its look was cold and without any emotion, its lips were tightly pursed, and it turned out that it was Zhao Fusheng himself who was hanging in the air.

Zhao Fusheng has a sharp gaze.

The evil ghost looked at her coldly. After a while, she smiled slightly, and the evil ghost hanging in the air also moved the corners of his mouth stiffly.

The man and the ghost looked at each other from a distance, as if looking at themselves in a mirror.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes were firm, and he was not moved by the evil appearance of this ghost.

I don't know how long it took, but the evil spirit surged.

What is fake will always be fake.

She was not bewitched by the ghost realm. When the illusion was broken, the evil ghost's face, which was the same as Zhao Fusheng's, shattered into pieces and finally turned into Zang Junji's face again.

During this short period of time, the Ghost Mother Tai Sui grew several times larger again, and was already half the size that everyone had seen before.

A blood cloud enveloped Zang Junji's head. The crack in the ghost mother's uterus seemed to have suffered a severe injury, and blood with a strong evil aura kept gushing out.

These blood threads turned into thin lines and entangled towards Zang Junji, but the moment they approached Zang Junji, they were cut by the invisible evil spirit on its body.

……

The evil spirit floating in the air slowly opened its eyes.

Its gaze passed Zang Xiongwu and took in the shadows of everyone in the sixteenth level of hell into its ghost eye, eventually turning it into a dust-like black dot and sealing it inside the ghost eye.

When everyone was captured by its eyes, their hearts were horrified and the shadow of death descended upon them.

At this moment, Zang Xiongwu took action.

"Ancestor——"

He murmured as he looked at Zang Junji who appeared in the air, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

It seemed like shock and disappointment, and then this disappointment turned into despair, and finally into anger, and then resentment:

"You, you've become a ghost too—"

"Why do ghosts exist in this world? After you become a ghost, you are no longer him—"

Having said that, he actually raised the ghost sword again.

He actually planned to kill the true God!

There was a ghostly shadow flickering in Zang Junji's eyes, and a tiny speck of dust was floating in it.

It looked at Zang Xiongwu, and Zang Xiongwu's expression was dull for a moment.

But it controlled the headless ghost's ghost head - the ghost head was suppressed, but the head of "itself" that was cut off by the paper man Zhang and was held in Zang Xiongwu's arms opened strangely with only one eye left.

The image of an evil ghost appeared in Zang Xiongwu's eyes.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed as if a circle of ripples were spreading inside the open eye of the human head.

The ripples expanded from the inside out, creating layers of ripples that slowly spread to the entire eyeball.

As Zang Xiongwu's head opened his eyes, his arm, which had been frozen in the air, slowly moved again. The broadsword slashed into the air, and the blood turned into a long rainbow.

The sword was invincible wherever it slashed, and it cut towards Zang Junji.

For some reason, Zang Junji seemed to be trapped here and he couldn't move.

The bloody light of the ghost knife chopped towards Zang Junji's head. The blade was so sharp that it instantly cut off the head of the former imperial general.

Half of the skull with an eyeball slid off Zang Junji's head.

It all happened so easily. Zang Xiongwu reached out his hand woodenly and caught the fallen half head.

The moment he caught the head, the ghost eyeball revived and began to spin rapidly.

Zang Xiongwu was horrified.

In fear, he inserted the knife into the eye socket and gouged out the ghost's eyeball.

But as soon as the eyeball fell into his hand, it took root and drilled into his palm.

It emerged from his neck, chest, back of his hands, and cheeks.

His eyes were still partially open, and Zang Xiongwu looked as if he was infected with tumors all over his body, looking extremely terrifying.

He didn't know much about ghosts, but he knew that he had caused a big disaster at the moment, and if things went wrong he might be in danger of death.

Not only that, half of Zang Junji's head also started to act strangely.

……

Zang Xiongwu was in a dead end.

But this person is extraordinary. In desperation, he simply gives it a try.

Seeing that the ghost heads were about to turn into black gas and disappear, he simply put his severed head together with the half head.

Something strange happened.

Maybe they are both resurrected evil spirits, maybe there is a destiny in the world, or maybe this descendant of the Zang family who has been separated by several generations does have extraordinary abilities.

In short, this half of Zang Junji's ghost head that should not have been caught was actually combined with the half of Zang Xiongwu's own severed head.

The two originated from the same bloodline, and eventually merged into a strange, smiling head.

Zang Xiongwu lowered his head and looked at the other 'self' that he was holding in his hands.

After a while, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he put this special "human head" on his neck.

The two heads butted against each other, ears touching, and at the beginning, the two were filled with fierce hostility and neither was willing to give in.

In the end, the head of Zang Xiongwu, which was pieced together with the remains of Zang Junji, prevailed.

He slowly straightened 'his' head, and the Rakshasa's ghost head was forced to hide behind it.

The ghost eyes that covered Zang Xiongwu's body were suppressed by the two heads and slowly closed.

……

But Zang Junji refused to give up even though his body was mutilated.

A murderous aura flashed within its single eye, and a thick dark halo spread within its eyeball.

Zang Xiongwu's hidden head was forced to emerge.

All of a sudden, everyone in the sixteenth and seventeenth levels of hell felt a sharp pain in their heads.

Suddenly, Zhao Fusheng felt that her field of vision was reduced by half, and her vision was restricted - what she saw was immediately reduced by half.

Zhao Fusheng was shocked by this discovery.

She felt a chill on the left side of her forehead and immediately reached out to touch it.

At some point, half of her head collapsed, and it was as if an invisible sharp blade had cut off her cheekbone along with an eyeball and half of her head.

At the same time, the skulls of Liu Yizhen, Chen Duozi, Wu Shaochun, the Fan brothers and others were opened at the same time.

Not only was half of Meng Po's skull lifted off, but even the ghost skull on her chest was dug out and exposed, and that half of the skull was also cut off.

The scene was silent.

Liu Yizhen felt the pain belatedly, and the moment his skull was 'peeled off', he immediately made a decisive move and his body turned into gold.

A large amount of light golden blood flowed out from the wound like melted gold.

After his body was transformed, the pain was alleviated. He reached out into the air, grabbed back the half of his skull that had been cut off, and roughly pressed it back onto his head.

Afterwards, Zhao Fusheng, Meng Po and others followed suit.

They were all powerful ghost riders, and the ghosts had extraordinary power, so they quickly healed the wounds.

……

At this time, hell began to shake.

In the sixteenth level of hell, the suppressed evil spirits appeared.

When Zang Junji was alive, he also used hell to suppress many ghosts. Now that the evil ghosts appeared in the world, the skulls of all the ghosts were cut open. Half of the skull was cut off by Zang Junji's power, and slowly sent to the seventeen levels of hell like a sacrifice.

This kind of shock spread to every level of hell, and countless evil ghost heads flew in and turned into black gas that coiled around Zang Junji's ghost body.

It tried to piece together each piece of scalp, but in the end it did not fit the skull and swallowed them one by one.

There is also a tendency for Zang Xiongwu's head to have its skull reopened.

At the critical moment, he picked up the chopped-off skull of the headless ghost and pressed it against Zang Junji's mutilated head.

The headless ghost is a natural ghost catcher who suppresses evil spirits.

It was righteous when alive, and it subdued all ghosts after its death - but Zang Junji was not an ordinary ghost.

Just when the skull of the headless ghost was about to be melted and swallowed, the blood line of the ghost mother Tai Sui above his head fell down and swallowed countless ghost skulls surrounding the two ghosts into the blood line.

No one knows how many ghosts were suppressed in Zang Junji's hell, and the ghost mother Tai Sui was promoted rapidly.

When the blood fell towards Zang Junji's ghost body, this time it did not turn into ghost mist and dissipate, but turned into a real object and was grabbed by it in its hand.

The ghost mother's law happened to interrupt Zang Junji's action of choosing the skull. The half skull of the headless ghost began to take root like a worm attached to the bone, and then merged with Zang Junji crookedly, eventually forming the appearance of Zang Junji that Zhao Fusheng and others saw at last.

Once the emperor's ghost body is decomposed again, the balance in hell will be broken.

Cracks began to tear at the ghost gate of the sixteenth level of hell, and hundreds of ghosts shuttled back and forth.

The dark abyss began to spread outward, and the thick evil spirit instantly engulfed Zhao Fusheng and his group.

When Xie Jingsheng was in the sixteenth level of hell, he felt extremely depressed. When he looked through the gaps in the sixteenth level of hell to the seventeenth level of hell, he felt that it was calm and peaceful inside.

But when the barrier between the two was torn apart, the torrent in hell instantly turned into the sharpest knife in the world, cutting Xie Jingsheng's body into pieces!

The ghost thread that tied his body was torn apart, and his body turned into a mess of fragments and flew into the air.

The whirlwind flew around the crowd, easily sweeping them all up into the air along with countless evil spirits of all sizes.

The blood line of the Ghost Mother Tai Sui fell, and countless blood lines turned into thousands of dense tentacles, which drew the evil ghosts into them.

And Zang Junji was no less impressive.

Most of the blood line tied to the Ghost Mother is held in its hands, but it was once the lord of hell, and after death it is still the absolute ruler of the seventeen levels of hell!
The dark wind in the abyss carried the evil spirits towards it, and countless ghosts were disintegrated. It began to look for the missing parts, trying to piece the ghost body together.

Ordinary ghosts cannot bear its evil spirit. The moment the remaining body of the evil ghost approached the incomplete body of the former emperor, it immediately turned into black gas and was swallowed into its body.