I become a god in another world

Chapter 692 Using Oneself as an Anchor
Chapter 692

As soon as the call to summon the soul rang out, a large clump of messy blood threads immediately became entangled on Erlang Shen's ghost token.

At the same time, the Investiture of the Gods in Zhao Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness was also defiled, and a large number of strange, white, worm-like objects appeared on the shrine of Erlang Shen.

The treacherous lines wriggle and surge, squeezing out the true god Erlang.

Then, a brand new branch suddenly sprouted from one end of the ghost tree, and a faint, dark ghostly figure dangled from the end of the branch.

Meanwhile, the images of ghosts and gods sitting in Zhao Fusheng's shrine are fading away.

This demonic tree can actually plunder a true god, forcing him into the cycle of reincarnation!

Realizing this, Zhao Fusheng immediately mobilized the Investiture of the Gods.

The ghost stele appeared.

'Boom.'

A dark shadow capable of crushing the laws of heaven appeared.

The ghost realm began to tremble, and the ghost tree was shaken.

The tree canopy seemed to be subjected to the immense pressure of the laws of heaven and earth at that moment. The canopy trembled, and the tightly intertwined roots at the base of the tree cracked open, releasing a large amount of black energy.

The appearance of the ghost stele was like a stabilizing force.

The trembling ghost list stopped, and the Zangxiong Mountain shrine, which had almost been pulled into reincarnation by the laws, stabilized again.

The contest of their laws and strengths is like a tug-of-war.

The result was determined in an instant.

The newly grown branches that hung with vengeful ghosts broke off silently, and a section of withered branch broke off and entered the cycle of reincarnation, where it was swallowed by the underground ghost pool.

Erlang Shen once again took up his post on the Investiture of the Gods, and Zhao Fusheng regained control of the ghost spear.

With a sudden thought, she opened the gates of Hell and summoned Granny Xu.

"Grandma, surround me with hellfire."

"Don't worry, sir."

Flames shot into the sky, and Granny Xu's voice came from within the flames.

A hellish abyss appeared beneath Zhao Fusheng's feet, and the roar of hellfire enveloped him.

Amidst the crackling and popping sounds of burning, countless ghost vines that had pierced through Zhao Fusheng's side were burned to ashes.

Having done all this, Zhao Fusheng's hellish shadow flashed to the side of the ghost tree at an extremely fast speed.

Erlang Shen's spear is still embedded in the ghost tree.

The spear was covered in ghost vines. After the ghost tree failed to pull Erlang Shen into reincarnation, it intended to forcibly devour the ghost spear into the tree of reincarnation.

As soon as Zhao Fusheng approached, he gripped the Ghost Spear, and the long vines on the spear immediately transformed into countless streaks of black energy that extended towards her.

But the moment they approached Zhao Fusheng, they were swallowed up by hell.

Before the small amount of black energy could even touch Zhao Fusheng's body, the flames surrounding her shot into the sky, engulfing the ghost vines!

Zhao Fusheng gripped the spear, unleashing his power of "Heaven and Earth Manifestation" once more. His body instantly swelled, power flowing into his arm, and he thrust it forward with force:
"break!"

'Crack.'

A thin crack appeared on the tree trunk, and all the long vines that had been binding the ghost spear broke off. The spear loosened, and she took the opportunity to transform it into a ghost whip and retrieve it into her palm.

Before she could even stand still, Zhao Fusheng flicked his hand again, and the whip transformed into a giant sword in the blink of an eye, which she held in her hand.

She couldn't cut down the tree roots at this point, but she could start with the branches and buds of the ghost tree.

The blade slashed at a tree branch, heavy with black energy. The blade, imbued with the laws of vengeful spirits, instantly severed a long vine.

Once this tree trunk, connected to countless branches, was cut down, it brought dozens of hanging mummies crashing down.

The moment the tree trunk hit the ground, it turned into a pool of blood, which then formed a blood mirror.

Ghostly figures loomed within the mirror, glaring venomously at Zhao Fusheng. Before they could even begin to call back his soul, a ghostly whip swept in with a sharp whistling sound, shattering the still-forming blood mirror with a 'crack'.

The blood mirror transformed back into a river of blood, within which ghostly figures thronged.

"Full week!"

Zhao Fusheng called out.

Without needing to say anything more, Kuai Manzhou unleashed the Yellow Springs, which flowed into the River of Blood.

The vengeful ghost of Hanoi was resurrected, but before it could cause any trouble, it was stopped by the ghost flowers on the banks of the underworld.

Then the two Fans escorted the evil spirit forward.

The two brothers, pulling blood from the umbilical cord with their bare hands, led the ghost forward amidst shouts and walked towards Meng Po.

Meng Po was ready to serve bowls of Meng Po soup to the vengeful ghosts of reincarnation.

These ghostly accomplices and the ghostly tree were originally one entity, but they were forcibly separated by Zhao Fusheng, then cleansed by the Yellow Springs, and then drank Meng Po's soup. Their laws were repeatedly suppressed, and their power immediately weakened considerably.

Chen Duozi had already made preparations, transforming the suppressed ghost accomplices into ghost fetuses and sending them into the bellies of the hanging mummified ghost accomplices.

These ghosts, still hanging from the ghost tree, are immersed in a dream, unwilling to wake up.

In their world, they are currently living in Wuqing County, working hard every day to make offerings to the gods and the Chang family, waiting for a vague hope—that when they have enough merit, they will be reborn as superior beings, wearing fine silks and eating rice and meat.

Unbeknownst to them, after each sacrifice, the pious faith within their bodies, along with their flesh and blood and vitality, was sucked away by the ghost tree, instantly turning them into mummies.

In these people's dreams, they experience the hardships of life.

When Chen Duozi sent the ghost fetus into their bellies, these mummies might have already married and had children in their dreams, revealing eerie smiles.

……

Progress was too slow relying solely on Zhao Fusheng's efforts.

She released the ghost messenger, Horse-Face.

Horse-faced demons are like enemies, born to suppress all ghosts.

Holding the ghost knife left behind by the butcher Gao Shen, it wandered under the shade of the trees. Wherever it went, clusters of ghost vines were cut down, and dried corpses fell with the vines, turning into pools of blood, which were then led into the Yellow Springs by Kuai Manzhou.

With the help of the ghost messengers, the group gained the upper hand in the speed battle.

But the power of the Ghost Tree was too great; this alone was far from enough.

While chopping down the tree with his ghost knife, Zhao Fusheng made a hand seal again with one hand: Invoking the Sun God.

Zhu Guangling has reappeared in the world.

The rain poured down, and pairs of ghostly footprints appeared beneath many mummified corpses that were not sheltered by the trees.

Their feet were trapped inside the ghost footprints.

The mummified corpses on the edges swayed violently as soon as they were encased in footprints.

To be banished to the edge of the Ghost Tree, these mummies are already useless corpses that have been completely absorbed by the Ghost Tree and are about to be discarded.

The power of the ghost tree is weakest here.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Guangling's ghostly footprints hurled more than a dozen corpses from the tree.

The corpse's head was like rotten wood, with most of it torn out.

The moment they landed, they should have been transformed into pools of blood according to the law, becoming ghost mirrors, and reincarnating anew.

However, they are bound by the laws of the day-roaming gods, and upon landing, they instinctively begin to search for the footsteps they left behind in life.

Unfortunately, Wuqing County is no longer what it used to be. Houses are dilapidated and people are dead, so there is no trace of the footsteps they once walked.

When Zhao Fusheng noticed this, he felt a chill run down his spine:
"Oops."

Zhu Guangling has his own rules.

At this moment, its laws seem to be overlapping with those of the Ghost Tree, which most likely means that Zhu Guangling has been defiled.

With a thought, she grasped Zhu Guangling's spirit tablet in her hand.

The same situation as with the previous Erlang True God and Ghost Token occurred.

On the deity's decree, a large tangled mass of blood-red threads was wrapped around it.

Inside the shrine, Zhu Guangling's shrine is being broken down, and its ghost and god statues are disappearing.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the Ghost Tree, the image of reincarnation belonging to Zhu Guangling hangs in mid-air.

The ghost tree was such a vengeful spirit that it could mark Zhu Guangling without calling back his soul. Zhao Fusheng hadn't yet understood why Zhu Guangling had been affected when she turned her head to look at the ground—she saw that the ground had formed puddles due to the heavy rain from the daytime wandering god, and the rainwater had turned blood red at some point.

The red puddle turned into a series of ghost mirrors, reflecting the ghostly image of Zhu Guangling.

In a flash, Zhao Fusheng understood the reason why the Ghost Tree had polluted Zhu Guangling: Soul Calling, Ghost Mirror, and Reincarnation all belonged to the unified laws of the Ghost Tree. Once you touched these three laws, you would be marked, and even ghosts and gods could not escape them.

Fortunately, she already had experience dealing with such markings.

Seeing that Zhu Guangling's ghost statue was about to be dragged away by the ghost tree, Zhao Fusheng turned the ghost stele again.

The appearance of the Investiture of the Gods suppressed the shrine of the Day Wanderer.

However, the good times didn't last long. The underworld messenger, Horse-Face, was also bound, and Zhao Fusheng once again used the power of the Investiture of the Gods to suppress him.

However, after going through this process repeatedly, Zhao Fusheng realized that the Investiture of the Gods had become tainted by karma.

The Ghost Stele is special, but it is ultimately just something she controls.

Suppressing the ghost tree is easy, but it is equally easy to be corrupted by it.

At some point, Zhao Fusheng noticed that fine, long vines had suddenly begun to climb up the ghost monument.

These vines, like parasites, were firmly attached to the ghost monument.

She also developed a certain connection with the Ghost Tree.

The more ghost trees she cut down, the closer she got to them.

The Ghost Mirror, the Blood Pool of Reincarnation, and the Soul Calling are all connected to her.

Countless fine blood vines appeared on her body, beginning to bind her hands and feet.

The situation is even worse than that.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Bisi exclaimed in surprise:
"grown ups!"

This exclamation woke Zhao Fusheng.

She turned her head to look in the direction where Fan Bisi had died, and her expression changed slightly upon seeing him.

Along the banks of the Yellow Springs River, countless long vines have appeared, their origins unknown.

These vines lurk in the river like giant pythons swimming freely.

The appearance of the Ghost Vine in the Underworld signifies that Kuai Manzhou has been defiled.

Upon thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng was furious.

Countless ghost vines entangled Kuai Manzhou and Zhuang Si Niangzi, but the child didn't care. She ignored her own feelings and focused on guiding the river.

Whether it was the broken branches of the ghost tree that Zhao Fusheng struck down, or the buds that the underworld messenger Ma Mian cut off, as soon as these ghost vines touched the ground and turned into blood, they were guided by her into the Yellow Springs.

As the child drew the spring water into the river, her figure began to fade, and on the ghost tree, the rudimentary form of Kuai Manzhou was about to appear.

Before long, Zhuang Si Niangzi's power was suppressed, and the Ghost Tree was able to pull Kuai Manzhou into reincarnation, causing her to revive as a vengeful ghost.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Fusheng naturally couldn't let it happen.

As soon as she thought of it, the shadow of hell flashed beside Kuai Manzhou.

Zhao Fusheng appeared beside Kuai Manzhou and tried to pull her away.

However, human power is always inferior to the laws of nature.

At this time, the Ghost Tree was powerful, and only the Investiture of the Gods could contend with it.

"Manzhou, stop me."

Zhao Fusheng said.

Vines sprouted from the child's ears and head, and her reaction was a moment slow.

On the treetop, the ghostly figure of Zhuang Si Niangzi, pale-faced, appeared and disappeared. She held the shadow of a child in her arms, and the shadow instinctively turned its head to look at Zhao Fusheng.

Kuai Manzhou reacted very slowly and reached out to place his hand in Zhao Fusheng's hand.

Her hands were cold and rough, unlike a child's hands; instead, they gradually turned into a piece of wood.

We must never allow children to fall into the cycle of reincarnation and be controlled by the ghost tree.

Zhao Fusheng turned the ghost tablet and at the same time reached out to grab Zhuang Si Niangzi's ghostly figure, intending to stuff it into the newly opened shrine.

The Investiture of the Gods states: It is impossible to confer a title upon a great demon that is controlled by living beings.

Upon hearing this warning, Zhao Fusheng felt a chill run down his spine.

Then the Investiture of the Gods prompts again: Do you want to spend 50000 merit points to build a shrine for Zhuang Si Niangzi's tamer?
What is a living temple?

Zhao Fusheng was startled, but seeing Kuai Manzhou's figure gradually fading, about to be pulled into reincarnation by the ghost tree in an instant, she didn't have time to think and immediately made her choice: Yes!

Investiture of the Gods hints:
The host chooses to build a shrine for living people.

The moment the shrine is erected, you establish a blood pact with the person to whom the shrine is erected.

You give birth, she gives birth;
You die, she dies.

You choose to bear the karma and fate of others, and nourish living beings with your blood!
As soon as the announcement of the Investiture of the Gods ended, Zhao Fusheng felt a heavy weight on his shoulder.

A heavy causal bond was tied to her soul.

At the same time, a thin line of blood appeared on Kuai Manzhou's body, connecting him to her.

A heavy pulling force came from the other end of the ghost tree, tightening around Zhao Fusheng's soul and causing her a sharp pain in her head.

But at the same time, Kuai Manzhou's faded image remained stable.

At the other end of the treetop, the shadow of the child hanging there did not continue to take shape. The laws of the ghost tree were suppressed, unable to pull Kuai Manzhou further into the cycle of reincarnation.

However, the child's situation is just the beginning.

Then Meng Po's blood-stained aura was also defiled.

However, with Kuai Manzhou's example serving as a deterrent, Zhao Fusheng opened a large shrine in his honor.

A shrine was built for Meng Po, and also for Liu Yizhen, Wu Shaochun, the two Fan brothers, and Chen Duozi.

Merit points were deducted one by one, but the moment the blood pact was formed, everyone was frozen in place by invisible blood lines.

The law cannot shake the law.

But then something strange happened.

Several blood lines beside Zhao Fusheng were actually connected and pulled by the blood lines between him and the people of Wan'an County, hanging in mid-air.

Her current situation was vaguely similar to that of Zang Junji in the seventeenth level of hell.

The group, bound together as one, fought against the ghost tree.

However, while the people in Wan'an County escaped danger for a short time, the people in the capital were in peril.

Zhao Fusheng had very little merit left, and she could only open the last shrine, bringing Ding Datong and everyone in the capital into it.

Some people, fearing the power of the ghost tree, could not muster the thought of resistance and preferred to indulge in their dreams rather than face reality.

The moment they made their choice, everyone vanished.

About ten more people have appeared hanging from the ghost tree, their eyes half-closed and their faces showing eerie smiles of relief.

The remaining people were bound to Zhao Fusheng by blood pact.

When laws collide, the tree does not devour the other laws in a short period of time.

Everyone was still in shock.

Yu Lingzhu looked around. In the blink of an eye, most of the members of the Imperial Capital Demon Suppression Division had died.

Apart from the two king generals, only Miao Yougong among the ghost tamers is still alive.

Although the ghost tree has been cut down, its branches are still lush and it can revive again and again.

The malevolent energy within the ghost realm is inexhaustible, providing shelter for the ghost tree.

Under such circumstances, will everyone be able to escape from Wuqing County?

Yu Lingzhu looked down at her waist and saw a blood-red ghost thread wrapped around her side.

The other end of the ghostly thread was tied to Zhao Fusheng, while countless red threads appeared on Zhao Fusheng's body, tying to the remaining survivors.

With just one glance, Yu Lingzhu realized that Zhao Fusheng had used some unknown supernatural power to protect everyone.

(End of this chapter)