I become a god in another world

Chapter 729 Critical moment

Chapter 729

Liao Wu took the lead, with Zhao Fusheng leading Kuai Manzhou closely behind. The three of them stepped onto the Ghost Path and quickly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a carriage behind, making everyone realize that what had happened earlier was not an illusion.

The younger brother who wasn't chosen by Zhao Fusheng looked dejected.
Why didn't you choose me?

“Brother, Brother Wu is the head of the army after all. If he chooses you, you will take the gold, but you will inevitably be ostracized in the future,” the person next to him advised.

He was still angry:
"At worst, we can just quit. One ingot of gold—that's enough to earn in several lifetimes!"

……

Zhao Fusheng was unaware of what happened next. After she and Kuai Manzhou stepped onto the ghost path, the vengeful ghosts on both sides of the Yellow Springs reached out at the same time, trying to stop Liao Wu's steps.

Villagers appeared from within the cluster of ghost flowers, trying to persuade Liao Wu to stay.

In the past, when Kuai Manzhou opened the Ghost Path, the guides were either dead or ghosts. This was the first time a living person had led the way, which almost drove Liao Wu crazy.

If it weren't for the reward after the mission was accomplished, these soldiers probably wouldn't have been able to hold on halfway through.

Fortunately, we arrived at Yanling Street in about 15 minutes.

The moment Liao Wu rushed out of the ghost path, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

He stumbled forward a few steps, but before he could regain his balance, he heard someone shout:
"Liao Wu, Liao Wu."

It started with a shout, and then it seemed like voices came from all directions.

"Who's calling me?"

Liao Wu was just an ordinary person after all, and had no experience with ghostly calamities, so he instinctively agreed.

The moment he agreed, a chill suddenly enveloped him.

It was as if a giant python was swimming rapidly towards him from underground, piercing into his ankle.

"Ouch!" The pain felt like being stung by a poisonous bee. Liao Wu cried out in pain, and then a chill crept up his back of his thigh with lightning speed, raising goosebumps all the way.

Before he could react, the dark figure darted to his back, and countless fine, dense black threads, resembling a woman's messy long hair, sprayed out from his back, carrying large amounts of dirty water, and entangled the dark figure.

The two evil forces were locked in a stalemate, but the red light emanating from the guardian spirit mark on his forehead prevented him from dying from the ghostly calamity.

Unable to penetrate Liao Wu's skull and hang him up, the shadowy figure behind him began to peel off his skin.

Just then, Zhao Fusheng arrived.

She summoned the two earth spirits.

Wang and Jiang appeared and immediately built a shrine, forming an invisible temple.

Zhao Fusheng shouted:
"Enter the ancestral hall to worship the spirits!"

Her shout was like a thunderclap in Liao Wu's mind. He snapped back to his senses and immediately knelt down to worship.

At this point, he was flustered and confused, and could no longer tell which direction Zhao Fusheng wanted him to worship, so he simply worshipped in all directions.

Zhao Fusheng then said:
"Repeat after me: 'On the first and fifteenth of the lunar month, we burn incense, candles, and paper money to pray for the blessings of the local earth god.'"

Liao Wu was extremely anxious; his hands, which were supporting him on the ground, trembled as he stammered:
"On the first and fifteenth of each lunar month, and every day of the year, we burn incense, candles, and paper money to pray for the blessings of the local earth god."

"..." Zhao Fusheng hesitated, looking at him as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Once a promise is made, a cause and effect are established.

The promise concerning ghosts and gods might bring trouble, but after this matter is settled, she will pay Liao Wu a gold ingot of ten taels as promised. This money is enough to ensure his family's livelihood. However, he must keep his promise for the rest of his life, otherwise the ghosts and gods may turn against him and even bring disaster to his whole family.

But that's a story for another time, so let's leave it at that.

The moment Liao Wu kowtowed and uttered his promise, the temple roof formed by the evil energy shifted to above his head, protecting him under the protection of the two local evil spirits.

Suddenly, something strange happened.

The force that had been peeling the skin off his back had vanished, and the hair that had been surging from his back seemed to have turned to life in an instant, leaving only a piercing pain in his back.

He had narrowly escaped death, and still feeling lingering fear, he reached back to touch his back, only to find his hand wet.

When I brought my hand to my face, I saw that it was some sticky, smelly black liquid, and I didn't know where it came from.

……

Zhao Fusheng couldn't care less about him at this moment, and only said:
"Sit here and do not leave this temple."

"Where...where is the temple?" Liao Wu asked in a panic.
"Are you leaving, sir?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded his chin, gesturing for him to look up.

He tilted his head back and saw the most terrifying scene of his life: the sky above Yanling Street in the eastern capital of the capital was not dark, but stained red with blood.

The blood-red light resembled countless fine, blood-red mist beads, and a strange, towering tree suddenly rose from the ground, completely destroying the original layout of Yanling Street.

Countless houses and mansions were destroyed, and the ground was covered with ruins and broken tiles.

The tree trunk was jet black, the crown was blood red, and its branches and leaves spread out, almost completely obscuring the entire Yanling Street.

What terrified Liao Wu the most was that countless corpses hung at different heights beneath the tree canopy.

The heads of these corpses were pierced by ghost vines, which, along with brain matter and blood, bound the skulls and hung the bodies from tree trunks.

Countless drops of blood fell like a torrential downpour.

The most terrifying thing was that these corpses seemed not to have completely died, and they all shouted in unison:

"Liao Wu."

"Liao Wu."

"..."

Liao Wu paused for a moment, then began to scream in agony:

"Ah!!! Ghost!!!"

His status was insignificant and unimportant to the Demon Suppression Division, so he was not very clear about the situation in the capital. However, compared to ordinary people, he knew that a ghostly calamity had occurred in the capital.

Even in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that the calamity caused by the ghosts would be so devastating and terrifying.

"Shut up."

Zhao Fusheng gave a lazy reprimand, and Liao Wu, hearing her words, felt as if he had found his pillar of support, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Sir, please help me! I don't want money—"

He was halfway through his sentence when he remembered the gold, and a look of despair crossed his face:

"I'm not saving anyone anymore, please take care of my family."

"Sit still inside the shrine and kneel to pray for the protection of the gods and spirits," Zhao Fusheng said.

Liao Wu was taken aback. When he heard her say that, he turned his head and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

A strange-looking man and woman stood behind him.

The man and woman had an abnormally grayish-white complexion, dull and lifeless eyes, and black lines resembling earthworms on their faces.

Their bodies seemed to have been cut apart by a sharp blade, as if half of each of their bodies had been severed by some force.

Under such circumstances, it's impossible for a person to still be alive.

"Ghost - ghost -"

Liao Wu was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, but the moment he shouted, he saw that the two ghosts did not move, and he immediately realized that these two ghosts might be the ghosts and gods that Zhao Fusheng had mentioned.

As he was pondering this, he heard the ghostly figure in the tree shout again:
"Liao Wu, Liao Wu."

With each shout, his soul seemed to leave his body, and he instinctively had to respond.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he knew something was wrong, but unfortunately he still shouted.

After answering, his face turned ashen.

Countless dark shadows rushed towards him, transforming into terrifying ghost vines that swarmed towards him.

He thought he was doomed, but the swarm of ghost vines was stopped by some mysterious force when it got within three steps of him.

A dark, simple, semi-transparent temple appeared above his body, and all the attacking ghost vines were blocked by the land's domain.

Once Zhao Fusheng confirmed that Liao Wu was not in immediate danger, he stopped paying attention to him.

The situation in the capital was far more serious than she had imagined.

The eastern city was almost destroyed. This time, the people of the Imperial Capital Demon Suppression Division reacted slowly. It seemed that they did not eradicate the ghost tree, which was only born from the residual evil energy of Wuqing County, in the first instance, but gave it the opportunity to grow wildly, kill people and advance its level.

This caused the ghost tree vine, which should have been a mere remnant and insignificant thing, to develop into such a terrifying state.

She looked up at the ghost tree, then at the countless corpses hanging from the sky.

In that single day, thousands died in the capital.

The blood of the dead turned the sky red and stained the river of blood flowing beneath the ghost tree.

"Above the Tribulation level, but not yet at the level of a Wild God."

Zhao Fusheng sighed:
"It shouldn't have been like this—"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze hardened.

"Manzhou, make your move!"

The child nodded.

Then, Kuai Manzhou lightly lifted himself into the air with a tap of his toes.

Her long hair flew wildly, spreading in all directions, and she actually absorbed all the blood-red mist droplets floating in the air.

At the same time, a murky ghost spring appeared on the ground.

The Ghost Spring meanders and flows directly to the foot of the Ghost Tree. Then, countless fierce ghosts emerge from the spring and begin to pull at the roots of the Ghost Tree.

Countless ghostly figures within the Yellow Springs grabbed and tore down, causing the tree roots to shake violently, and the countless ghostly minions hanging in the sky began to shout in unison:
“Kuai Manzhou, Kuai Manzhou.”

The vengeful spirit's power backfired, but Zhuang Si Niangzi appeared out of nowhere and held the child in her arms.

Among the group from Wan'an County, apart from Zhao Fusheng, Kuai Manzhou participated almost every time, which enabled Zhuang Si Niangzi to advance in rank very quickly.

At this time, the Ghost Tree in Yanling, the capital of the capital, was not the original Wuqing County. Although it had killed many people and gained some influence, it had only been a short time and could hardly affect Zhuang Si Niangzi at this point.

On the contrary, as the Yellow Springs surged forth, many of the vines binding the ghosts broke.

The spring water irrigated the tree roots, and amidst the impact of the malevolent energy, the reddish-brown trunk began to wither.

The blood-red canopy quickly turned black, and the branches and leaves broke off.

At the same time, Zhao Fusheng opened Hell.

The capital city has appeared in the world.

Zhao Fusheng stepped forward and knocked on the gate of hell.

The gates of hell have opened.

Zhao Fusheng and Kuai Manzhou exchanged a glance, their relationship now intertwined as if bound by an invisible thread.

The moment the gates of the Ghost Realm of Fengdu opened, Kuai Manzhou guided the Yellow Springs to flow into Hell.

The ghostly accomplices who fell into the Yellow Springs, along with the withered and broken branches of the ghostly tree, all accompanied the Yellow Springs into hell.

The Ghost Tree lacks the nourishment of the cycle of reincarnation; once its branches and leaves wither, it cannot revive indefinitely.

When the ghost entanglers and the ghost tree's branches and leaves were taken away by hell along with the Yellow Springs, the once enormous ghost tree was instantly broken into pieces and rendered useless.

Zhao Fusheng and the little girl joined forces and swiftly weakened most of the ghost tree's branches.

The tree canopy, which was originally large enough to block out the sun, was immediately reduced in size, and the thick branches began to show signs of decay.

The ghostly figures hanging from the tree had not yet completely fallen, but their momentum was much weaker than before.

……

Liao Wu, who was kneeling inside the earth god temple, was already terrified.

The moment he was marked by the ghost tree, Zhao Fusheng intervened and protected him inside the earth god temple.

The overwhelming vines attacked him, but the temple of the earth firmly protected him.

Countless shadows, baring their fangs and claws, lashed out and surged above his body, yet they could not break through the ghostly domain of the earth.

Liao Wu was initially terrified, but after realizing that the ghostly vines could not harm him, he was overcome with gratitude and kowtowed to the spirits.
"If the spirits and gods manifest their power and the believer returns safely, they will surely burn incense and offer prayers to the local earth god and earth goddess."

Meanwhile, the East Town Demon Division, not far away, is perhaps the only intact building within a ten-mile radius.

Inside the Demon Suppression Division, the demon tamers, their envoys, and some high-ranking officials and nobles who were unable to return to Zhongdu City in time all hid.

Initially, everyone held the same idea: hide inside the Demon Suppression Division, because in the event of such a calamity, the higher-ups would usually take action first.

Once the generals who commanded the great demons have quelled the demonic calamity, everyone will be safe and sound.

At that time, none of the demon tamers in the Eastern Town Demon Division were willing to step forward.

But to everyone's surprise, once this disaster struck, no one took any action. The capital was thrown into chaos, with no one deploying manpower or arranging appropriate measures to eliminate the evil spirits.

By the time the people from the Eastern Town Demon Division wanted to make a move, the demonic calamity had already taken hold.

The ghost tree reached the sky, killing many people and advancing at an extremely fast pace. Eventually, no one dared to make a move against it anymore.

They thought that if things continued like this, and the ghost tree spread, everyone would die sooner or later.

Just when they were in despair, someone unexpectedly broke into this ghostly realm.

When the ghost courier first called out the name 'Liao Wu,' it did not attract the attention of anyone in the Demon Suppression Division.

But shortly after the demon began shouting "Kuai Manzhou," someone inside the East Town Demon Division moved.

Several ghost tamers' expressions changed, and suddenly one of them, named Zhou Quan, said:

"Lord Hong, did the ghost envoy just call out Kuai Manzhou's name during the soul-summoning ritual?"

"Yes, I heard it too!"

Another person said.

The group looked at each other, then their faces lit up with joy.

Since the incident, the Demon Suppression Division has been shrouded in gloom and despair. Everyone thought their death was imminent, and no one was in the mood to speak.

Upon hearing the voices of several ghost tamers, hope appeared on the faces of the crowd huddled together on the other side:
"Could it be...could it be that someone has intervened?"

The speaker was a fat man who looked to be about fifty years old.

He hadn't expected any demon tamers from the Demon Suppression Division to answer his question, but to his surprise, Zhou Quan, who had spoken first, spoke up as soon as he finished:
"That's right. If it was a vengeful ghost calling for Kuai Manzhou, then it must be Lord Zhao who has returned!"

"If Lord Zhao returns, then we'll be saved—"

"Lord Zhao—"

Just as the fat man who had asked the question was about to press for more information, Zhou Quan hurriedly said:
"Lord Zhao is exceptionally powerful. The Demon Seal of Dongcheng Town, where we are currently hiding, was established by her—"

As he said this, everyone looked at the shrine in the center of the courtyard with expressions of fear and reverence.

There is a three-eyed demon statue enshrined there, resembling a ceramic image.

The demon was radiating a blood-red light, which formed a temple canopy, protecting the entire Demon Suppression Division.

"At this time, no one in the city has died yet; they are all protected by this divine seal."

No sooner had the words left her lips than everyone heard a cold, clear female voice shout:

"Fengdu, open the Ghost Realm!"

"Female capital? Lord Fengdu?"

Everyone was even more delighted upon hearing the name of the capital.

This ghost case is quite strange.

But if Feng Du were there, he would have already coordinated manpower.

If no one speaks up to make arrangements, everyone will be afraid of death and no one will want to face the ghostly calamity and fight.
"It's even better that Lord Fengdu has come too," Zhou Quan said happily.

(End of this chapter)