I become a god in another world

Chapter 691: Seeking God and Seeking Self
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Wu Ciping still had his senses, but he was bound by the rules. He had a mouth but nowhere to complain, and he had hands and feet but could not break free from the constraints.

He looked up at Zhao Fusheng, his large, dark eyes revealing intense pain and pleading for release.

The ghost tree began to fully manifest itself.

The streets and houses were like an uneven scroll, which was smoothed out one by one by a powerful force.

The terrifying tree soared straight into the sky, its enormous canopy blocking out the entire county town.

The people in the county looked like mummies hanging from the treetops, densely packed, uttering low, muttering sounds.

Their physical bodies had long since died, but a trace of consciousness remained—this trace of consciousness was trapped by the laws, making them believe that they were still alive.

Thus, the surviving consciousness worshipped the 'gods and lords' of Wuqing County, indirectly ensuring the continuation of incense offerings for the vengeful ghosts!

……

They refused to open their eyes to the real world, unaware that they were already dead, and were immersed in the illusory world created by the ghost realm.

Within the illusionary world, perhaps these people who once lived in Wuqing County are experiencing reincarnation and are striving for the sacrificial ceremony.

Zhao Fusheng saw countless mummified corpses hanging from the trees, still uttering low murmurs; some were laughing, some were weeping. He felt an immense rage.

When an ordinary vengeful ghost kills, the pain is only momentary.

When fear descends, the ghosts strike, and a person's life ends in an instant;

However, the vengeful ghosts of Wuqing County have taken human life and spirit as a breeding ground, and have been relentlessly demanding their pain, fear and awe. This is truly despicable!

"The ghost problem in Wuqing County must be eliminated."

Zhao Fusheng said with a stern face.

She had already used the Heaven and Earth Transformation Technique, and her figure was like a mountain to the people of the capital.

But in front of Wuqing County, which seemed like a towering tree reaching to the sky, she was as small as a drop in the ocean.

A single vine hanging from a large tree here is enough to lift her up, and a single 'leaf' falling is like a giant ship, enough to cover several people.

The crowd, reflected in the giant tree, looked like dust and sand.

It was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

Under such circumstances, what can we do to fight against such a ghost tree?

Miao Yougong looked around and felt a sense of fear creeping into his heart.

He was standing on the roots and vines of a giant tree, one of which was thicker than his waist.

This vine wasn't even the main root; it was just one of countless tree roots. In his view, these vines had probably already penetrated deep into Wuqing County, and their roots might have already extended beyond Wuqing County and deep into the heart of the capital.

"..."

He shuddered at this thought and dared not think any further.

"Lord Zhao, the ghostly calamity here is beyond our ability to handle. Perhaps we should leave first."

Miao Yougong said tremblingly:

"How can we fight against such a ghost?"

"Yes."

The other messengers also spoke.

Wang Zhiyi, Jiang Jinshan, and the others were also stunned by the scene before them. They were in a state of confusion and could only look to Zhao Fusheng, waiting for her to make a decision.

The truth came unexpectedly.

When the illusion is shattered and such a colossal entity appears, many people do not even have the courage to fight it.

Although the people of Wan'an County were initially shocked, they calmed down after a while and waited for Zhao Fusheng to make a statement.

Yu Lingzhu's lips trembled.

Chang Hao's death caused her unbearable pain, and the appearance of the ghost realm in Wuqing County also threw her into a state of mental chaos.

She also looked at Zhao Fusheng, waiting for her to speak.

"Can't leave."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

"Can't leave? Can't leave?" Wang Zhiyi was stunned upon hearing this. "Fusheng, what do you mean by saying we can't leave?"

Jiang Jinshan also strained to raise his eyes, waiting for Zhao Fusheng's response.

A strange expression appeared on Zhao Fusheng's face.

She looked at Wang Zhiyi, then her gaze swept over Miao Yougong, the people from the capital, and the group from Wan'an County.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng maintained her enormous size, and even the slightest changes in her facial expressions could be seen by everyone.

Wang Zhiyi saw that her expression, while firm, revealed a hint of pity, and her calmness conveyed an understanding of the fear of the crowd.

“We can’t leave.” Zhao Fusheng shook her head again.
“Zhiyi, you have been to Wuqing County before and have already established connections with this place.”

The reason why Wang Zhiyi and the others cannot see their own changes at this moment is because they, like the Wuqing County 'people' currently hanging from the treetops, are blinded by their own consciousness and unwilling to open their eyes to see reality.

“If the laws have already marked us, then the moment we entered Wuqing County, we were already tainted by this karma and drawn into the cycle of reincarnation,” Zhao Fusheng said calmly.

"Gentlemen, once you've entered the Ghost Prison, how can you expect to leave so easily?"

Moreover, the world is vast, and evil spirits roam freely; where can one possibly escape to?
Some ghost realms can be avoided because as long as the green hills remain, there's always hope for a comeback.

However, some ghost realms are unavoidable.

Vengeful spirits are never afraid or retreat; they only fear powerful forces and are trapped by even greater vengeful spirits, otherwise the killing will never stop.

“Even if we have the ability to escape Wuqing County and temporarily break free from the laws, you have all witnessed the harm caused by this ghost tree,” Zhao Fusheng said.
"The Chang family's business has entered Longyang County and penetrated deep into the capital, which means that the laws of vengeful ghosts have extended to the capital."

People can escape Wuqing County, and even the capital, but if the Ghost Tree is not restrained, it will grow unchecked in the future. Where will they be able to hide when they reach the ends of the earth?

"People toil and sacrifice their blood and sweat to support the demon-controlling officials of the Demon Suppression Bureau. We are a line of defense between the people and the demons. If we escape, the people cannot escape."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head again:
"This calamity is too serious; we cannot escape it."

"..."

Her words left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment, and Miao Yougong and the others showed expressions of despair.

Liu Yizhen said:

"Fusheng is right. You can escape for a while, but you can't escape forever."

Meng Po also said:

"There is no safe haven in this world."

Kuai Manzhou played with his hair, his gaze always following Zhao Fusheng.

Wu Shaochun's expression was resolute, while the two Fans each held a blood-red umbilical cord in their hands.

……

Zhao Fusheng remained silent, only looking at the crowd. The people from Wan'an County, needless to say, were the ones who had risked their lives with her and had fought alongside her.

The people in the capital were still filled with doubt and uncertainty.

She gave everyone some time to process the reality, and finally said:

"Gentlemen, I will only say what I am about to say once."

At this point, Zhao Fusheng paused slightly:
"Although I have bestowed titles upon the gods, used the laws to save my life, and even collected incense offerings, it is better to rely on oneself than on the gods. In the end, it is useless to ask anyone for help in the situation of Wuqing County."

Her gaze fell on Yu Lingzhu and Wang Zhiyi:

"You are also aware of the situation within the capital."

The Han Dynasty was already in decline.

The emperor was like a lucky charm worshipped by the people, and the officials of the court were reduced to henchmen of the Demon Suppression Division.
The demon tamers of the Demon Suppression Division wield immense power and act arbitrarily—the lives and deaths of the common people are determined by the conscience of the local demon tamers, rather than by rules and regulations. The Demon Suppression Division is now suffering from a severe shortage of talent.

Among the king's generals, Fengdu is old.

This "old" does not refer to the aging of his lifespan, but rather that he has been deeply corrupted by the evil spirit and is on the verge of its resurgence.

Among the generals, Yu Lingzhu, Wang Zhiyi, and others were also in Wuqing County, but they were unable to support the overall situation.

There are still some old ghost tamers in the capital, but they can hardly protect themselves.

The once vast Demon Suppression Bureau is now just an empty shell.

The common people were unaware of such things, and the imperial court still regarded the Demon Suppression Division as the last salvation. However, Zhao Fusheng's trip to the capital made him realize that once a great ghostly calamity broke out, the leaky ship that was the Han Dynasty could disintegrate in an instant.

What will everyone do then?

"Simply avoiding the problem won't help; many issues require a fight." She calmly looked at the crowd:
"At this moment, I hope that you will all be of one mind with me to quell the ghostly calamity in Wuqing County."

After speaking, she looked around:

"Gentlemen, would you be willing to lend me a hand?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Kuai Manzhou, needless to say, followed by Meng Po and Chen Duozi who were the first to express their opinions:
"We will naturally stand with the adults through thick and thin."

"You still owe me a promise," Liu Yizhen said with a smile.

"Before my grandfather is deified, you won't be able to get rid of me."

Wu Shaochun also said:
"I will do whatever the adults say."

Fan Bisi glanced at his younger brother, and Fan Wujiu took a step forward without hesitation.

His attitude was self-evident. Fan Bisi lowered his head and chuckled softly, then stood beside his younger brother.

……

After hesitating for a while, Ding Datong also gritted his teeth and headed towards Wan'an County.

A moment later, Yu Lingzhu's face flushed and paled alternately. She gritted her teeth and looked at the people in the capital:
“I can’t control others, but the disaster in Wuqing County was ultimately caused by me. I must stay here and clean up the mess.”

She looked at everyone:
"You all should go your own way. I can't control that."

These words fully reveal her personality.

During her time as a general in the Demon Suppression Division, she recruited Wang Ling and others to serve under her. During peaceful times, Wang Ling and the others were under her protection and remained loyal to her. In Baili Temple Village, everyone obeyed her orders, and she lived up to their expectations. During a time when she and Zhao Fusheng were acting separately, she used her own strength to do her best to help every loyal messenger who had ever served her.

This is the cause and effect of Yu Lingzhu's grudges.

However, faced with the Wuqing County case, she could not force people to serve her based on her moral understanding—at this moment, she forgot her duty as a king and placed her emotional understanding above all else.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Zhao Fusheng sighed inwardly:
"Since that's the case, then I'll make a decision right away."

She composed herself, her emotions in turmoil, and said decisively:

"The capital has entrusted me with this mission to Wuqing County, so I should be in charge of everything. The ghostly calamity in Wuqing County is caused by the Ghost Tree. I plan to cut down the Ghost Tree and eliminate its ghostly accomplices in order to subdue the Ghost Tree."

Despite saying that, Zhao Fusheng's first thought was still to use the Investiture of the Gods, intending to try to confer a title upon the Ghost Tree first—but this path might not be easy, because after she had fully mastered the Investiture of the Gods, she could roughly sense the conditions and requirements for conferring titles upon ghosts and gods.

The most direct evidence is that at this time, the Investiture of the Gods did not indicate that she could bestow a title upon the Ghost Tree.

Zhao Fusheng composed himself:
“I will lead the charge, with Lingzhu bringing up the rear. Manzhou will set up the Yellow Springs Road to trap the ghost accomplices and guide them to the Yellow Springs; Da Fan and Xiao Fan will lead the ghost accomplices to the Yellow Springs, and Yizhen will bring up the rear. Meng Po will brew the soup to attract many souls, so that these yin spirits cannot form evil clouds and be absorbed by the ghost tree again.”

In addition, “Shaochun, Datong, and Zhiyi, you are responsible for striking down some scattered ghost accomplices, and all messengers should find a way to dismantle the ghost tree.”

When she made up her mind, everyone trembled.

Wang Zhiyi, Yu Lingzhu, and the others quickly realized that they were facing a crisis with no way to avoid it, so they all responded:
"it is good."

Meng Po and the others nodded in response.

Everyone set up a large formation, and Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath and closed his pupils.

The ghost's eyes also closed.

Her consciousness plunged into darkness, but suddenly, a red light flashed in her sea of ​​consciousness, and the scene of Zang Junji being imprisoned in the seventeenth level of hell on the day the capital was sealed flashed in her mind.

Zhao Fusheng was momentarily disoriented.

At that moment, Zang Junji's face instantly transformed into hers, and she was suspended in mid-air surrounded by blood-red ghost threads.

However, this illusion only lasted for a moment, and she then suppressed the confusing imagery with her strong willpower.

She opened her eyes again.

Then, with a thought, a ghostly monument slowly appeared in her mind.

Above the ghost monument, a shrine flashed red light.

At the same time, the Investiture of the Gods was slowly unfolded, and a prompt sounded in her mind: "Would you like to consume 20 merit points to activate your divine position?"
Yes!
Once Zhao Fusheng made up his mind, 20 merit points were deducted.

A shrine on the Ghost Stele opened silently, awaiting the arrival of the next deity.

As soon as the shrine opened, Zhao Fusheng immediately took out the deity token inside: "Imperial Decree Conferring Titles on Ghosts and Gods."

The announcement from the Investiture of the Gods sounds: Conferment failed.

Its growth rate is extraordinary, having transcended the realm of vengeful ghosts and evolved into a kind of order, a kind of law.

The host is reminded that order and laws cannot be conferred as gods, but can only be suppressed and subdued by the same great order and laws.

Hell is empty, while vengeful ghosts roam the earth.

The host is reminded to rebuild order and hell as soon as possible.

He bestowed upon the great demon the title of god and sent all other demons into the cycle of reincarnation.

……

As expected, Zhao Fusheng's attempt to confer the title failed.

This was within her initial expectations.

This fierce battle seemed inevitable. She took a deep breath, her gaze hardening, and shouted sharply:
"Do it!"

The moment he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng flicked his long whip, which instantly transformed into a spear shrouded in black mist.

She raised her spear and hurled it forcefully at the roots of the ghost tree.

'Whoosh.'

The Ghost Spear transformed into a black shadow and flashed towards the giant tree, piercing into it with lightning speed.

The tree trunk shook violently.

All the hanging ghosts stopped their babbling, and then the law of calling back souls was activated.

The moment the law was activated, the Ghost Spear could no longer advance and was stuck in the tree trunk.

The hanging ghost accomplices all turned their heads at the same time, looked at the ghost spear, and suddenly shouted in unison: Zhao Fusheng!
The moment the first shout rang out, Zhao Fusheng was shaken to his core.

Her divine power of "Heaven and Earth Transformation" could no longer hold, and her body rapidly shrank and became smaller.

Countless pale white filaments mixed with blood-red sprouted rapidly from every part of her body, wrapping around her arms and torso.

These special ghost buds invaded her body and stole her memories.

At the same time, the second Soul-Calling Law was activated: Zang Xiongshan.

"Zang Xiongshan!"

Hundreds of thousands of ghost followers in Wuqing County spoke at the same time.

As soon as the shout fell, the spirit messenger of Erlang Shen was immediately defiled.

(End of this chapter)