I become a god in another world

Chapter 687 The Ghost Coffin Appears
Chapter 687

Zhao Fusheng composed himself and reassured Chen Duozi and the others:

"Continue on your course. I will deal with the Blood Mirror. The Soul Calling technique cannot summon my response."

Everyone should do their own thing and not be led by the nose by the laws of the ghost realm; that's the real business of solving the case.

As soon as she finished speaking, the adult ghost babies also shouted in unison:

"Zhao Fusheng, enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Zhao Fusheng, enter the cycle of reincarnation."

At some point, Cheng Mengyin seemed to hear someone inside her calling Zhao Fusheng's name.

He may be nearing the end of his term.

I wonder if he will be able to reincarnate again if he dies at the hands of a demon.

"My lord, I have been utterly loyal to the Chang family. Even if I haven't achieved anything great, I have certainly worked hard—"

Cheng Mengyin whispered:

"I established the laws and reward/punishment system of Wuqing County, sir, please save me—"

His voice gradually lowered.

Just then, the sound of calling for the soul rang out, suppressing the cries of the ghost fetus.

Beneath the ghost mirror, suppressed by the bloody handprint, seemed to be the surging shadow of a gigantic ghost vine.

As soon as these shadowy figures appeared, the bloody hands and feet of the ghost fetus were wiped away one by one by this supreme power, revealing the true form of the ghost mirror.

As soon as the ghost mirror came into everyone's view, they were all shocked.

The mirror reflected intertwined black vines as thick as water vats.

The black vines intertwined like terrifying giant pythons, and even a glimpse of them was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Each black vine extends countless pale roots, and beneath each root lies a withered, decaying corpse.

The corpse curled up, providing nutrients to the giant tree until it was absorbed and turned into a mummified corpse.

This is merely a corner of the corpse-raising ground under the calamity of Wuqing County, only reflected in the blood mirror—the true size of the ghost tree and the depth of its calamity are long unknown.

Everyone was terrified after just one glance.

Ding Datong's mind went blank. He recalled the longing he had felt when he first saw the Blood Pool of Reincarnation, and when he compared it with the real, bloody scene, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

The Blood Pool of Reincarnation is merely a facade; the actual vengeful spirits are cruel and bloody. If one were to be a ghostly accomplice whose nutrients are being absorbed by the giant tree, they would only continuously provide nourishment for the ghost tree and Wuqing County, becoming nothing more than corpse fat.

"Still fantasizing about reincarnation."

Zhao Fusheng snorted coldly and looked at Cheng Mengyin.

"Zhao Fusheng, enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

The ghost accomplice was still shouting.

Strange phenomena occurred when these "people" from Wuqing County repeatedly called out Zhao Fusheng's name.

A red aura surrounded them, and suddenly a jet-black silk vine sprouted from the top of the heads of all the people in Wuqing County, binding them together in one place.

Amidst the shouts, an eerie red light traveled along the silken vines, sharing its glow with every 'person' in Wuqing County.

This shared power greatly enhanced the resentment of the Soul-Calling Law. In an instant, this resentment transformed into a net that trapped Zhao Fusheng, who had been marked by the Blood Mirror and the Reincarnation Blood Pool.

Once caught in the net, it emits a devastating power, like Mount Tai collapsing, its shadow looming overhead, beyond human resistance.

Even though Zhao Fusheng borrowed the power of Erlang Shen, the power of a single ghost or god was powerless in the face of this terrifying force, like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, unable to match it.

She plummeted rapidly, and the underground pool of reincarnation began to spin. The laws of the vengeful spirits were ready to thoroughly 'cleanse' her.

The people of Wan'an County were greatly alarmed upon seeing this scene.

But Zhao Fusheng's words still ring in my ears.

She had instructed that the rules governing the community must not be violated.

"Everyone should do their own thing. Since the adults haven't asked for help, we should just do our own thing and not cause her any trouble."

Wu Shaochun said.

As he spoke, he brought out the ghost stove, and smoke rose slowly from it.

The Kitchen God has received a certain amount of incense offerings and spiritual energy, and even without being officially recognized, he already possesses a certain degree of the majesty of a wild god.

When Wu Shaochun wholeheartedly relied on the power of the ghost, some of the weak-willed people in Wuqing County were instantly tempted by him. Upon seeing the "god" worshiping, they immediately faced the direction of the ghost stove and bowed from afar, their shouts ceasing instantly.

Hearing his words, the others also calmed their minds and continued to follow their own laws.

At the same time, Zhao Fusheng was trapped in the ghost net and was about to be pulled into the Blood Pool of Reincarnation when a crazy and daring idea suddenly came to her mind.

"This mere Ghost Pool dares to claim to be a cycle of reincarnation!"

Zhao Fusheng snorted coldly:
"You dare call yourself a ghost or god without my imperial decree? Since you insist on dragging me into reincarnation, I'd like to see if your mere Wuqing County can contain my power of ghosts and gods!"

Driven to the brink, she discovered she couldn't break through the ghostly net or overcome the resentment, which only fueled her determination to fight to the death.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he stopped resisting the Heavenly Net and let the force pull her into the Pool of Reincarnation.

Once Zhao Fusheng enters the pool and is cleansed by the power of reincarnation, he will be bound to Wuqing County with an inextricable entanglement, making it even more difficult for him to extricate himself.

The roots of those ghost trees will instantly pierce through her body and soul, binding her firmly to the Ghost Tree of Reincarnation.

"Fusheng——"

Yu Lingzhu shouted anxiously, and as she hesitated, a vengeful ghost appeared behind her and grabbed her neck—if Zhao Fusheng were to come into contact with the blood pool, Yu Lingzhu planned to immediately reverse time.

As she shouted, a terrifying and powerful aura suddenly erupted from Zhao Fusheng.

"I am bound by the laws of the Investiture of the Gods, I can command a hundred ghosts and open the gates of hell, how dare you, Wuqing County, keep me here!"

As Zhao Fusheng spoke, a thought flashed through his mind: "Please let the Imperial Investiture of the Gods appear in the world!"
Since the Ghost and God Ranking can be controlled, it is also an object of ghosts and gods, only its rank is far above that of ordinary ghosts and gods.

Since ghosts and gods can be summoned, the Investiture of the Gods can also appear in the world!

As her consciousness shifted, a chilling wind arose within her sea of ​​consciousness, and the Ghost List slowly appeared.

Zhao Fusheng's back was hunched, which was avoided by the power of Erlang Shen.

The shadows gathered above her head, taking on a dark, nascent form.

"W-what is this?"

As Cheng Mengyin lay half-dead, she suddenly felt a chill and jolted awake.

The terrifying power brought by the law instantly materialized, transforming into an immense majesty capable of crushing one's consciousness and soul, pressing down from above.

Yu Lingzhu's cervical spine weighed more than a thousand pounds. The vengeful ghost that had already manifested seemed to sense some supreme spiritual power and suddenly fled into her body.

She struggled to open her eyes and looked at Zhao Fusheng.

The feeling of being crushed by Mount Tai above Zhao Fusheng's head had disappeared, replaced by a cold, heavy monument.

This ghost stele, once possessed by countless predecessors, used to command and suppress countless ghosts and gods, and to collect the thoughts and merits of all living beings in the world, thus opening the gates of hell to suppress vengeful ghosts, has now appeared in the world.

It is ancient and majestic, a being that makes ghosts and gods tremble and all evil spirits lie in wait.

It can confer titles upon ghosts and gods, allowing them to temporarily reside there. It can suppress all laws of the world and is the ultimate place for ghosts.

……

The ghost stele appeared in the world and was carried on Zhao Fusheng's back.

Huge ripples spread across the underground blood pool, as if the Reincarnation Blood Pool was under immense pressure, and its center began to cave in.

As Zhao Fusheng said, the blood pool that had devoured the people of Wuqing County now appeared too new and too insignificant in the face of the ancient Investiture of the Gods. It could not contain the supreme laws of the Investiture of the Gods.

Zhao Fusheng, burdened with great merit, began to slowly sink.

Erlang Shen, the underworld messenger Mamian, the Yellow Springs Road Guide, the Day and Night Wanderer, and the Door God couple began to appear one by one beside her.

The blood pool's cyclical waters began to swirl and recede in all directions, revealing a central empty space.

The Blood Mirror of Reincarnation dared not reflect the image of the Ghost Ranking any longer, and the shadow of the giant tree on the surface of the Blood Mirror could not withstand the power of the God Ranking and broke instantly.

Once the roots of the Ghost Tree inside the mirror were severed, all the corpses connected by the roots immediately withered, turning from black to gray, and becoming a pile of ashes scattered on the ground.

'Crack, crack!'

Numerous cracks appeared on the surface of the ghost mirror.

The Ghost Stele's extraordinary power destroyed the Blood Mirror, turning it into blood mist that fell to the ground and slowly merged with the Blood Pool.

The pool of blood spread outwards, revealing an empty space in the center.

Where Zhao Fusheng's body fell, the ground cracked and collapsed, and in a short while, a deep pit two or three zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) deep was dug out.

Beneath the deep pit, the location where Old Lady Chang was buried in the underworld is revealed.

An enormous stone coffin stands in the very center of the Reincarnation Blood Pool, protected and surrounded by it.

As Zhao Fusheng disappeared, the Stone Coffin Mansion perhaps sensed the powerful force of the Investiture of the Gods, as the surface of the stone coffin emitted a 'clanging' sound—yet the coffin lid did not break despite the impact of this force.

On the contrary, under the immense pressure, streaks of blood-red aura suddenly appeared on the surface of the coffin lid.

"It's the old lady's underworld!"

Upon seeing the Yin Mansion appear in the world, Yu Lingzhu couldn't help but gasp.

She felt both horrified and shocked.

Zhao Fusheng's strength was something she had never dared to imagine before, and the extent of the ghostly calamity in Wuqing County also exceeded her expectations.

At this moment, the Blood Mirror and the Reincarnation Blood Pool were broken, and Old Lady Chang's underworld was forced to appear before the world. Yu Lingzhu vaguely felt that everyone had touched the core of the ghost calamity in Wuqing County.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

This mess is too big. If they still can't force the true form of the ghost calamity in Wuqing County to be revealed even with all their efforts, Yu Lingzhu doesn't dare to think about it any further. She is worried that if they can't get out of Wuqing County, they may be trapped in the cycle of reincarnation.

If everyone dies here—the entire Han Dynasty will be overthrown in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing the Yin Mansion appear in the world, Yu Lingzhu was overjoyed and exclaimed:
"Fusheng, this stone coffin has nine layers. The old lady's body is placed in the ninth layer." As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something else:
"But you should be careful, it seems a feng shui master performed some rituals on the coffin lid back then—"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Mengyin immediately said:
"Yu Lingzhu, you are a despicable person! The old lady treated you very well back then, she did you a great favor—"

"Yu Lingzhu, when you were dying in prison, it was the old lady who redeemed you for three copper coins—"

"If it weren't for the old lady's rescue, even wild dogs wouldn't eat your corpse."

As soon as Cheng Mengyin finished speaking, everyone in Wuqing County turned to look at Yu Lingzhu:

"Yu Lingzhu—"

As the cries of calling for her soul rang out, Yu Lingzhu's soul seemed to be shattered.

The pale green, scab-like skin clinging to her neck was peeled off, and Yu Lingzhu immediately bled profusely.

The blood mist surrounding her, like a hyena smelling meat, immediately entered her body and wrapped around her tightly.

"A dying man, yet he dares to cause trouble!"

Zhao Fusheng gave a soft snort, and as soon as she finished speaking, her toes were already on top of the ghost stone coffin.

'boom. ’

Her landing was extremely light, but to the stone coffin, it felt as heavy as an avalanche.

The stone coffin trembled violently, and the force descended layer by layer.

An invisible black mist rose up and dissipated like dust.

With the Ghost Stele on her back, Zhao Fusheng twisted her wrist, and a pale white ghost-skin whip came into her hand.

She cracked her whip—with a 'snap' that seemed to cleave the ghost realm in two.

The cries of the 'humans' calling for their souls within the ghost realm immediately ceased.

"Whoosh—" Yu Lingzhu felt as if she had been reborn from the brink of drowning.

She looked around in alarm. The vines that had been binding her had disappeared. She touched her neck with lingering fear, but there were no more of those tangled, terrifying ghost vines there.

"I want to see what the ghosts here really look like!"

Zhao Fusheng said.

The ghost coffin before them was shrouded in black mist, but it was not the true form of the ghost calamity of Wuqing County; it was perhaps just a scene presented by a ghostly illusion.

After all, the terrifying ghost tree has not yet revealed its true form.

"Open your third eye!"

Zhao Fusheng gave a soft shout.

The ghost eyeballs appeared, and then opened simultaneously.

Wherever her gaze fell, blood splattered everywhere, revealing her true form.

The stone coffin, which was brand new just moments before, was instantly covered in bloodstains under the blood-red light. Countless corpses appeared on the coffin, and then decayed and turned to ash at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually twisting into strands of black vines.

Countless black vines intertwined and huddled together, quickly forming giant, coiled pythons that tightly bound the tops of the stone coffin lids, effectively protecting all the stone coffins inside.

"It seems that to break the stone coffin, we must first break the black vines."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, she flicked her ghost whip, and the whip transformed into a sharp spear, which she held in her hand.

The ghost vines above the coffin revived, writhing like snakes and coiling around Zhao Fusheng's body.

However, due to the deterrent effect of the Investiture of the Gods, the ghost vine was restrained and turned to ashes the moment it touched Zhao Fusheng's legs.

Zhao Fusheng used a gun in his hand to slash at the ghost vine.

However, the vines were thick and numerous—and in the ghost realm, these vines themselves were composed of ghostly energy. Once cut, they would reassemble the moment they hit the ground, transforming back into the hard outer shell of the ghost coffin.

The power of the Investiture of the Gods focuses on deterrence, responding to change with stillness, thus preventing the power of the Ghost Vine from invading her body;
However, Zhao Fusheng was also unable to quickly clear away the ghost vines, open the ghost coffin, and reveal the true form of the vengeful ghost.

Furthermore, Zhao Fusheng guessed that the Ghost Vine had not yet fully recovered. Since the group entered Wuqing County, all sorts of strange events had occurred: the Ghost Sacrifice, the intrusion into the Chang family's ghost house, the accidental entry into the world within the Blood Mirror, and the trapping of Tang Min in the well in Changjiao County. Every single one of these events was related to the Ghost Tree, but the Ghost Tree had not truly manifested its laws.

The attackers were the Blood Mirror and the Reincarnation Blood Pool.

The two sides have reached a strange balance.

Zhao Fusheng pondered for a moment. Things should be done quickly rather than slowly. Breaking the ghost coffin as soon as possible and revealing the true form of the vengeful ghost would be the best course of action.

As she pondered this, something suddenly came to mind.

"The underworld messenger, Horse-faced!"

With a thought, Zhao Fusheng summoned the underworld messengers from the Investiture of the Gods.

She possessed abundant merit points, and the underworld officials were at her beck and call.

With a thought, a talisman appeared in her hand.

The black mist dispersed behind her, and the horse-faced ghost appeared beside her.

When the ghost messenger appeared, all the ghosts fled.

(End of this chapter)