I become a god in another world

Chapter 694 Establishing Order
Chapter 694

Inside the shrine of the living in the capital, Miao Yougong heard a 'ghost' calling for his soul, and immediately felt his liver and gallbladder tremble with fear.

He reacted quickly, immediately unleashing his ghostly power to break free of his shell.

In an instant, a large number of ghost vines surged out from the human skin he had shed, tearing the skin apart immediately.

Miao Yougong, covered in blood and still in shock, stood beside Wang Zhiyi.

His mangled flesh scabbed over at an alarming rate, revealing the outline of Miao Yougong's face.

But the vengeful ghost's call for the soul did not stop.

"Miao Yougong, Miao Yougong—"

Despair welled up in Miao Yougong's eyes. Ignoring the fact that the human skin had not yet scabbed over, he immediately shed his skin again.

A bloodstained, tattered human skin reappears, and Miao Yougong escapes.

The ghost vine burst forth from the bloodstained human skin.

At this moment, Miao Yougong was in unbearable pain and cried out urgently:

"Sir, save me."

Without saying a word, Yu Lingzhu was about to unleash the power of the vengeful ghost.

That's just her temperament; she does things entirely based on her own likes and dislikes.

Miao Yougong was one of her generals, and he asked her for help; she should have helped him.

But at the very moment she made her move, Yu Lingzhu looked up.

The group took refuge in the shrine under Zhao Fusheng's protection, and the shrine, in turn, gave Zhao Fusheng the power of faith.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng was using the laws of the law to counter the laws of the Ghost Tree.

She divided the cycle of reincarnation into two paths, splitting the ghost tree; it was a crucial moment.

If Yu Lingzhu acts rashly at this moment, wouldn't she ruin everyone's efforts?
Thinking of this, she paused.

Upon seeing this scene, Miao Yougong's bloodied and mangled face revealed a look of resentment and malice.

The Ghost Tree Law is extraordinary.

Even though Miao Yougong's laws are special, they still cannot contend with the rules of reincarnation.

The next moment, as the ghosts called his name again, a large number of ghost vines surged out from the top of his head, tearing his body apart.

The severed limbs and fragments fell to the ground and merged into the pool of reincarnation.

Miao Yougong climbed out of the pond.

He was no longer a living person, but had become a ghost tree spirit.

However, prior to this, Zhao Fusheng had already marked the Ghost Tree with a path and bestowed upon this lineage of reincarnation the title of Heavenly God Path.

As soon as Miao Yougong entered the Pool of Reincarnation to cleanse himself, his status as a fierce ghost instantly transformed into the power of a deity.

A terrifying ghost vine, like an iron hook, pierced through 'his' skull, binding 'his' entire body.

He remained expressionless, and together with the other ghosts, shouted in unison:

"Yu Lingzhu—"

"Yu Lingzhu—"

The soul-calling ceremony begins again.

Wang Zhiyi made his move at this moment.

She took out a piece of human skin and quickly sewed it around the edges, creating a small 'human' shape.

While sewing, she called out:
"Yu Lingzhu".

As soon as Wang Zhiyi called out, Yu Lingzhu's vision blurred, and she was immediately captivated by her.

A layer of blood-red human skin had somehow been draped over her body.

This feeling was remarkably similar to how Zhao Fusheng hid the members of the Demon Suppression Division inside human skin within the Blood Mirror of Reincarnation.

However, this human skin was exceptionally thick, reeked of blood, and made it impossible to see the outside world through it.

But not long after, a flying needle pierced the skin, drawing out eyes and a nose.

The eyes and nose immediately overlapped with Yu Lingzhu's, allowing her to see the scene outside.

At this moment, Yu Lingzhu's body shrank dozens of times, turning into a puppet, lying on Wang Zhiyi's lap.

Wang Zhiyi coughed up blood from his mouth and nose, his face was ashen, he held a needle in one hand and looked into the distance.

Her vengeful spirit actually belongs to the category of laws.

In the instant the ghost tree called out to the soul, she trapped Yu Lingzhu inside the ghost skin and sewed her into a 'doll'.

Yu Lingzhu is a ghost tamer and will not die if trapped.

But once her form changed and she became a 'doll ghost,' she was no longer Yu Lingzhu.

This means that there is no person named 'Yu Lingzhu' in the shrine, and the Ghost Tree Law's ability to call back the soul can no longer harm her.

As expected, after the Ghost Clan called out to Yu Lingzhu twice, perhaps unable to mark Yu Lingzhu's existence any longer, the laws stagnated.

After catching their breath, the ghosts spoke again:

"Wang Zhiyi, Wang Zhiyi!"

Upon hearing this shout, Jiang Jinshan became extremely anxious.

"Zhiyi!" he shouted, and suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a large plume of black gas.

The black mist rose into the air and, in the blink of an eye, transformed into a pitch-black ceiling.

The roof, like a ridge or an umbrella, covered Wang Zhiyi's head.

With the black umbrella providing cover, the horde of corpses calling for souls hesitated for a moment.

"Wang Zhiyi, Wang Zhiyi—"

The ghost swarm called out twice more, but still could not find Wang Zhiyi's figure.

Wang Zhiyi's situation is different from Yu Lingzhu's.

Yu Lingzhu's form has been altered, so according to the laws of nature, she no longer exists.

Therefore, the law abandoned her.

However, according to the laws, Wang Zhiyi still exists in the Ghost Realm, but she seems to be hidden by some kind of power.

Amidst the cries of calling for the soul, a ghostly figure flickered.

The ghostly envoys appeared around the shrine and began searching for Wang Zhiyi.

"..."

No one in the capital dared to utter a sound.

The ghosts appeared and disappeared intermittently. At this moment, they clearly had the form of 'humans', seemingly no different from living people, but they were blind and could not see the figure of Wang Zhiyi sitting in the shrine.

Jiang Jinshan's dark aura protected her.

But this black aura seems to be related to Jiang Jinshan's vitality.

As the number of ghosts increased, a large number of black vines began to move above the shrine, pulling at it and trying to drag it into the pool of reincarnation.

'Shh suo suo'.

The shrine began to tilt, and countless vines crawled into its interior.

After these ghost vines were placed in the shrine, the officials and envoys of the capital were terrified and screamed in despair.

Ordinary people are powerless against the power of the vengeful ghost. Their faith collapses rapidly, and in the face of life and death, they are unable to wholeheartedly worship Zhao Fusheng.

Once the power of faith was broken, the shrine was quickly dismantled by the ghost vines.

Amidst the screams of the messengers, they plummeted downwards.

Just then, Jiang Jinshan exhaled another large mouthful of black gas.

As soon as he exhaled that breath of black gas, Jiang Jinshan's face quickly withered and shriveled.

He seemed to have been drained of his life force, his features sunken inward, instantly resembling a vengeful ghost resurrected.

This black mist connected with the canopy above Wang Zhiyi's head, forming an enormous canopy.

"Jiang Jinshan."

Wang Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise.

But after she shouted, no one responded.

This discovery greatly alarmed Wang Zhiyi. For the first time since leaving the capital, this woman, whose temperament had become somewhat eccentric and unpredictable, lost her composure.

She shouted angrily:

"Jiang Jinshan, Jiang Jinshan, you damned man, why won't you agree to be with me? Have you changed your mind?"

After she shouted, she pinched a needle in one hand and pricked the back of her head:

"If you don't agree, I'll sew your mouth shut—"

As she spoke, her voice trembled and her hands shook uncontrollably.

But the man who had been with her for decades did not answer her. Tears streamed down her face, and she angrily shouted:

"You bastard, you think you're so great? Do you think I need your help? Do you think I need you to fight me?"

"Jiang Jinshan, if you die, I won't live either."

Wang Zhiyi had already realized Jiang Jinshan's situation. The two had been living together in this strange posture for decades, their bodies intertwined, and they knew each other's thoughts and actions inside and out.

Jiang Jinshan loved her dearly, so it was impossible for him not to answer her.

If he doesn't speak at this point, it can only mean that he is no longer able to speak.

She felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, as if something was being ripped out of her body.

Wang Zhiyi was heartbroken and burst into tears, completely losing her composure.
"Jiang Jinshan, I cried—"

In the past, Jiang Jinshan would have immediately spoken up to comfort her.

But then tears welled up in her eyes, and the man remained silent.

Memories from many years ago surfaced in her mind.

She met Jiang Jinshan when they were both struggling. He was ugly and disliked by others, while she had a difficult life. The two stayed together and understood each other.

He had seen her innocent youth and also witnessed her painful past.

The two are inseparable, neither able to live without the other.

The moment Jiang Jinshan had his accident, Wang Zhiyi was immediately filled with a sense of death.

The shrine collapsed, and in its place, the black clouds that Jiang Jinshan had spewed before his death formed a canopy, covering everyone.

"Fu Sheng."

After her initial outburst, Wang Zhiyi's tone suddenly became calm:

“Fusheng, you said it’s better to rely on yourself than to rely on others, and the Qiankun Brush says you are the Heavenly Venerable of Boundless Blessings.”

She suddenly knelt down and clasped her hands together in prayer:

"I pray to the Heavenly Venerable for boundless blessings. I want to see Jiang Jinshan, to hold his hand, to never be separated from him, and to tell him—"

Before she could finish speaking, a ghost vine sprouted from the top of her head and shot straight into the sky.

The canopy above his head was torn apart by the ghost vines. Wang Zhiyi's body stiffened, and in his dying moments, he cut open the ghost skin and released Yu Lingzhu.

Then she tilted her head and looked up at the shrine above, where she saw Zhao Fusheng holding a pen in one hand and a scroll of blood-red material in the other.

The blood-red object was indistinct in shape, yet it filled her with dread.

Perhaps her gaze offended the laws of the gods and spirits, for the red light instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning that struck her forehead with a 'boom'.

Wang Zhiyi's brain was violently cleaved.

In that split second, she seemed to understand many things.

Countless images flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

"Jiang Jinshan, you said that when a person is dying, what they see is their entire life—"

Jiang Jinshan was present in every stage of her life, from her childhood and adolescence to her impoverished life and entry into prostitution.

Then her consciousness returned to Bailici Village.

Zhao Fusheng once said that two split clay statues appeared in the village, which were very likely to be her and Jiang Jinshan.

She didn't understand it then, but now it seems she finally understands the reason.

The blood-red light slashed down, cutting her body in two with its powerful, penetrating force.

The ghost vine that had burrowed out of her body was crushed. Wang Zhiyi's body was hanging in mid-air at some point. The bloody light split her in two, and Jiang Jinshan's body separated from her at the back of her head.

A ghost vine passed through the two of them, hanging them up like a string of keys.

In the instant they were suspended, the two fell into the Pool of Reincarnation, and were subsequently altered by Zhao Fusheng's laws, merging into the Path of the Heavenly Gods.

……

Zhao Fusheng reached out and beckoned to the pool of blood from the Heavenly God Path.

The pool of blood slowly surged toward her, and she unfolded the shadows of hell to merge with it.

The Investiture of the Gods warns: The eleventh level of hell cannot contain the Heavenly Gods of the Cycle of Reincarnation.

Upon hearing this hint, Zhao Fusheng's mind immediately raced and a plan came to mind.

Her eleven levels of hell could not accommodate the celestial realm, simply because the eleven levels of hell were originally filled with vengeful ghosts.

The ghosts in this hell are the ones she has collected from all the ghost cases she has solved along the way.

Currently, she is in the Ghost Realm. Even if she releases the fierce ghosts from the Ghost Realm, these ghosts will be immediately suppressed by the laws of the Ghost Tree the moment they appear, and will not be able to cause any harm.

With this in mind, she immediately took the risk.

The Ghost Prison opened wide, and she released countless vengeful ghosts from hell.

The black energy surged instantly, and a large number of vengeful ghosts emerged from hell and were immediately devoured by the laws of the Ghost Tree.

The Investiture of the Gods hints: Hell is empty, evil spirits dwell among humans.

Before the announcement of the Investiture of the Gods had even faded, Zhao Fusheng once again used Hell to devour the Ghost and God Path of the Cycle of Reincarnation.

This time, the shadow of hell connects with the blood pool. The Investiture of the Gods no longer indicates that it cannot devour reincarnation. Instead, it asks: Can the laws of hell be used to accommodate the Heavenly Dao God of reincarnation?
Yes!
Zhao Fusheng made his choice without hesitation.

The moment she had a thought, the shadow of hell immediately merged with the pool of blood.

The two are integrated.

The power of the blood pool of reincarnation began to invade several layers of hell, taking root in her consciousness.

Above the shrine where Zhao Fusheng was located, crisscrossing blood lines began to appear.

These blood lines, like veins and veins, seem to be innate markings, intertwined with her soul.

Investiture of the Gods hints:
Congratulations, host, you have created the Hell Order for the first time.

Congratulations, host, on establishing the Heavenly God Path of Hell Reincarnation.

When a ghost enters hell, it enters the cycle of reincarnation. Once a ghost enters the cycle of reincarnation, it will cultivate into a ghost or god under the constraints of the great laws.

Gods return to temples, ghosts return to graves. The host creates order in hell, giving ghosts and gods a place to reside, allowing hell to reincarnate, breaking the predicament of imprisoning vengeful ghosts in hell, and is rewarded with 300000 merit points.

Ghosts and spirits who have entered the cycle of reincarnation and attained divine status are subject to your control and obey your commands.

……

The moment the laws of the Investiture of the Gods were activated, Wang Zhiyi and Jiang Jinshan on the Ghost Tree instantly revived and transformed into ghosts and gods.

The two, both physically disabled, stayed together and protected each other. Their special circumstances in life already placed them above all other ghost tamers. After death, once they were 'blessed' by the laws of reincarnation, they immediately gained the qualifications to enter the God Ranking.

Zhao Fusheng sat in the shrine, his palm trembled, and the scroll, glowing with blood, slowly unfurled, revealing an empty ranking post inside.

She touched the empty list with the Qiankun Brush, and then a dark wind arose in her sea of ​​consciousness, and the Investiture of the Gods list flashed with blood light.

"May the gods return to their places!"

As soon as she said this, a vortex appeared out of nowhere in the empty space of the Ghost List, and a Ghost God Token was held in her palm.

"Wang Zhiyi and Jiang Jinshan, do not obey my orders."

Her shout was like thunder. The two ghosts remained expressionless, but the moment she gave the order, they were immediately restrained, breaking free from the shackles of reincarnation, and appeared in her eyes.

"I hereby grant you two gods the title of local land, and permit you to build temples, receive the incense offerings of thousands of families, and be worshipped by the people."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Where the two temples are located, a domain is formed. All those who worship the land are protected by the land and are not disturbed by evil spirits."

As soon as she finished speaking, she continued:
"The two gods have returned to their places!"

Now that she possesses the power of laws, she immediately followed through on her word after saying those words.

The blood-red light on the Ghost God Token began to move rapidly, and two small, blood-red half-profile figures were carved onto the Ghost God Token.

Meanwhile, on the Investiture of the Gods, the two gods moved into the shrine, becoming another deity additionally bestowed by Zhao Fusheng.

Wang and Jiang were companions and friends in life but could not meet each other. After their deaths, they were enshrined as gods and sat on divine thrones.

Once the two gods were officially appointed, their abilities were immediately put to use by Zhao Fusheng.

She asked a god to intervene.

Wang Zhiyi and Jiang Jinshan, the two devils, appeared side by side.

The moment the two demons appeared, the law was activated.

A black aura enveloped the two demons, providing them with shelter.

Zhao Fusheng sent him to the shrine in the capital city.

The shrine was already on the verge of collapse and about to be disintegrated by the ghost vines, but the appearance of the two ghost gods immediately stabilized it again.

"Worship the two gods to save your life."

Zhao Fusheng gave the order.

As soon as she finished speaking, the rest of the people in the capital quickly realized what she meant.

They dared not look at the face of this former king, now a vengeful ghost, but they knew that this dead king could now protect everyone's lives in another way.

(End of this chapter)