I become a god in another world

Chapter 777 Even Ghosts and Gods Were Terrified
Chapter 777

The next moment, Zhao Fusheng's hand passed through Magistrate Pang's head.

The resurrected vengeful ghost was as docile as cattle and sheep, standing still and allowing Zhao Fusheng's hand to reach into its body and grasp its spine, which had been tempered by ghost fire.

"The God-Slaying Whip has appeared in the world, and all the evil spirits of the world will be under my control!" Zhao Fusheng roared fiercely.

"The God-Slaying Whip?"

Upon hearing this, Paper Man Zhang was taken aback.

He didn't know what it was, but a sense of unease crept into his heart.

Then he heard Zhao Fusheng say:

"Old magistrate, thank you for your help."

"Human nature contains baseness and cowardice, as well as viciousness and cruelty. This world is rife with evil spirits, and it is difficult for ordinary people to survive. But even so, people do not give up their fate and are all using their own methods to endure the torment and search for a way to survive."

"..."

Her words stunned Zhang the Paper Doll.

Zhao Fusheng then said:
"No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead may be, there will always be people who persevere, and in the future, we will find a way to survive that belongs to everyone."

“Old magistrate, even if you die, I will still be here.”

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, the paper figure Zhang could no longer contain himself and asked:

"What if you die too?"

Zhao Fusheng said:

"If I die, there will be Qian Fusheng and Li Fusheng in the future, and humanity will never become extinct."

"..."

Paper Man Zhang's face was extremely ugly.

This time, Zhao Fusheng didn't scold him harshly, but he still felt as if he had been slapped hard across the face.

"Mr. Pang, I apologize for the offense."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Magistrate Pang's spine and pulled him hard.

The bone whip, which embodies Magistrate Pang's lifelong obsession and pride, and which remains unyielding even after being tempered by ghost fire, resonates with heaven and earth when it is shaken.

‘Boom! ’

Thunder roared overhead, and lightning flashed like dragons across the sky, revealing the paper figure Zhang, hidden in the shadows, to everyone.

"Paper Doll Zhang!"

"Zang Xiongwu!"

Apart from Xie Jing and others who were traveling with ghosts and were prevented from witnessing this scene due to the ghosts' influence, Chen Duozi and Liu Yizhen both looked up and saw the existence of the paper figure Zhang, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

At this critical moment, the appearance of Paper Man Zhang was not a good thing, making everyone quite uneasy.

Xie Jingsheng paused as he summoned the ghost—the vengeful spirit behind him was like a shadow, almost touching his body.

In the shadows, the original lantern-carrying ghost reached out and grabbed Xie Jingsheng.

He himself was not caught by the ghost, but the vengeful ghost pulling him forward seemed to have its neck held, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

As the ghostly hand drew closer, Xie Jingsheng felt a chilling aura invading his body.

He had a feeling that if the lantern-wielding ghost grabbed him the moment he was grabbed, flames would ignite within his body, and he would become another 'lamp' in the lantern-wielding ghost's hand.

……

Thunder and lightning struck Wan'an County, terrifying everyone.

Wu Shaochun was on fire, and Xie Jingsheng was nearly grabbed and pinched by a ghost.

In Kuai Manzhou's Yellow Springs, tiny sparks of fire appeared, their reflections illuminating her pale face and turning into small, glowing red marks.

At the same time, Paper Man Zhang felt an immense fear.

He stared at Magistrate Pang.

This ordinary man, who was unremarkable in appearance and weak and plain in life, suddenly unleashed extraordinary energy after his death, making him feel uneasy, as if his nemesis had appeared in the world.

"How...how is this possible?!"

"Paper Man Zhang murmured."

He was already half-ghost, his body pieced together, and he no longer had the reactions of a living person.

He has no internal organs, his heart doesn't beat, he doesn't feel hunger or cold, and human emotions seem to be peeling away from his body little by little over time.

He dared not look in the mirror, or even near a water source, for fear of seeing his own riddled appearance.

But at this moment, he felt a chill run down his spine, and he could even feel goosebumps appearing on his skin, which had been scorched by ghost fire for many years and was already brittle beyond recognition.

There are actually things in this world that make him feel constrained!

"What...what is this?!"

As he spoke, Zhao Fusheng had already pulled out Magistrate Pang's spine.

The Investiture of the Gods tells you: You have obtained the God-Slaying Whip.

The God-Slaying Whip can strike down ghosts and gods!

Use the power of this God-Slaying Whip with care; any evil spirit that touches it will have its obsession shattered and its soul destroyed.

It is something tailor-made for its host, but this power must be used with caution, lest it fail to live up to its owner's expectations during their lifetime.

The one who wields the God-Slaying Whip possesses the power to supervise ghosts and spirits.

When the God-Slaying Whip was unleashed, all the ghosts trembled in fear.

Each time you wield the whip, it will consume a large amount of merit points.

……

Holding the God-Slaying Whip, Zhao Fusheng watched as Magistrate Pang, who was holding a lantern, rapidly hunched over until he curled up and transformed into a strange ghost lantern.

With her other hand, she reached out and grabbed the human-shaped lantern.

This time, Hozuki did not resist.

The Investiture of the Gods tells you: You have obtained Hozuki.

This is a special kind of flame.

It is both will-o'-the-wisp and a strange fire in the world, embodying the baseness, anger, despair, and resentment of the human heart.

It was born to kill, bearing the anger of the people, but it also carries their hopes, waiting for a suitable master to tame it.

The lantern bearer should be unafraid of difficulties and dangers, unaffected by violence or intimidation, and filled with light and hope, guiding people and ghosts with the lantern so that they can move forward.

Note: This lamp is special.

People living in darkness who harbor resentment, shadows, or other negative energies will be burned by this lamp and turned into fuel for the ghost lamp.

For those who hold hope and have a firm will, Hozuki will become a guiding light.

……

Wherever the ghost lantern goes, evil spirits flee.

However, due to its properties, it can attract ghosts, so please use the power of the Hozuki with caution.

Host, I remind you to be careful when carrying the lantern.

When you lift this lamp, you bear the weight of the power of all living beings.

A vengeful ghost is watching you.

As soon as the notification sound of the Investiture of the Gods ended, Zhao Fusheng's gaze fell on the ghost lamp, and countless fine black ash appeared on the lamp's wall.

These tiny black and gray specks floated inside the 'human skin lampshade'. Occasionally, when a speck of dust approached the 'human skin lampshade' and clung to the translucent, yellowish lampshade, it would transform into a painful and hideous ghost face, coldly staring at the lantern bearer.

"Thank you very much, old magistrate."

Zhao Fusheng burst into laughter through his tears:

"I never expected that even after you died, you would still be watching my every move, ensuring that I would never dare to do anything wrong."

The laws of the spirits are more reliable than human pronouncements.

People will act properly when they are governed by rules and regulations.

Zhao Fusheng composed himself and said in a low voice:
"Don't worry, I will use these two items well and live up to your trust by protecting Wan'an County."

After she finished speaking, she looked up and gazed into the distance.

Paper Doll Zhang noticed that Zhao Fusheng's aura had changed.

She seems to have become even stronger.

This strength is not just about physical power, but also about her state of mind.

She seemed to have endured countless hardships, yet the torment of her soul had not destroyed her will, nor had the pain broken her spirit. On the contrary, these pains were like obstacles that she overcame, making her will even stronger. Just then, the paper figure Zhang Yinian saw a towering ghost monument behind her.

He knew that this was a special ghost that his ancestor Zang Junji had once possessed—this was what he had been searching for all his life, and he had staked his entire hope on the ghost stele.

"Sacred Monument——"

Upon seeing the stele, Paper Man Zhang's eyes revealed a look of frenzied obsession.

This stele can suppress ghosts and gods; it is the savior he has longed for.

He slowly reached out his hand, trying to touch the ghost monument, and the confusion in his eyes instantly turned into ferocity.

This item should belong to the one with the strength!
What virtue or ability does Zhao Fusheng possess to dare to bear the weight of this monument?

His mind was in turmoil, and he wanted to forcefully take action.

But at that moment, the ghost monument began to grow rapidly in his eyes, a shadow loomed over his head, and an overwhelming pressure descended, instantly covering him with terrifying pressure, as if Mount Tai were about to collapse, enough to suppress him for all eternity.

His anger and ferocity immediately turned into fear.

Faced with absolute power, the paper figure Zhang trembled and submitted. He wanted to bow down and beg for mercy, hoping to wait for the divine monument to calm down.

A moment later, all the chaos subsided.

He saw Zhao Fusheng standing in front of him in despair. The ghost monument behind her did not move. The illusion he saw was just a distortion of his own imagination.

Realizing all this, Paper Man Zhang's mental state collapsed.

Zhao Fusheng held a God-Slaying Whip in one hand and a Ghost Lantern in the other. The human-skinned ghost whip was wrapped around her side, and a ghost tablet appeared behind her.

Beneath her feet lay an endless abyss, so deep that no one dared approach.

Not far away, the gate to the capital city has been opened.

When Paper Doll Zhang looked at Zhao Fusheng again, she seemed unaffected by the ghost stele.

The heavy weight on her back seemed to subtly merge with her.

"Why? Why is this happening? Why am I not as good as you?"

Paper Doll Zhang muttered to himself:
“I possess power, and my suppression of Hozuki is a great act of merit. If I wish to destroy demons, I can also create hell.”

His face was deathly pale.

"I have not conferred titles upon any deity, but I can plunder the laws of ghosts and gods for my own use. I can become the master of ghosts, and my will remains steadfast to this day."

Why didn't the Ghost Stele choose him?

Do you think he's not qualified?

"I don't understand, I'm not convinced—"

Zhao Fusheng had other things to do at the moment and didn't have time to talk to him much.

"Get out of my way!" she shouted.

As she spoke, she lashed out with her whip.

One hundred thousand merit points were deducted.

When the demon whip was unleashed, heaven and earth trembled.

This was originally a product of the resurrection of a vengeful ghost, and should have been a great evil in the world. However, at this moment, its malevolence has reached its extreme, forming a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

Wherever the pale light and shadow reached, thunder and lightning were interrupted.

Paper Man Zhang sensed this terrifying spectacle. Although he was so frightened that he quickly retreated and dodged the fatal blow of the God-Slaying Whip, the pale light touched a corner of his retreating black robe, which was immediately shattered.

This black robe was cut from one of the Ghost Realms of the Sealed Capital. In fact, it belonged to the Great Ferocious Ghost Realm and was an intangible and formless thing. It was only due to the influence of the evil energy that it transformed into a robe to cover his body, which was originally a ghost body.

The ghost realm cannot be torn apart or destroyed by anything tangible; it will only dissipate when the vengeful ghosts disappear.

But at this moment, the God-Slaying Whip will destroy anything it touches.

As the paper figure Zhang retreated, one of his sleeves had been torn by the God-Slaying Whip, leaving only a remnant.

The power of the white light was still devouring other ghost realms, and wherever it went, robes spontaneously combusted.

In his panic, he tore a corner of his sleeve and threw it forcefully.

The torn robes instantly turned to ashes.

His cuffs were missing, revealing his arm, which was patched up with countless tiny pieces of human skin.

"you--"

Paper Man Zhang wanted to speak, but Zhao Fusheng wouldn't give him the chance.

She stepped forward, wanting to press her advantage.

The God-Slaying Whip struck out again, accompanied by thunder and lightning in mid-air.

The lightning bolts converged in mid-air, twisting into a beam, as if sensing Zhao Fusheng's intention, and struck down towards the paper figure Zhang.

As soon as the lightning struck him, the arcs of electricity swirled and coiled, transforming into countless tiny knives that slowly tore at his body.

"Ah—" The paper figure Zhang let out a sharp and piercing scream.

Lightning flashed and arcs of fire disintegrated his ghostly body, and pitch-black ghostly mist surged from his body, instantly breaking his ghostly form into pieces.

……

This paper figure, which had caused Zhao Fusheng countless troubles and committed numerous bloody crimes, leading to the resurrection of countless vengeful ghosts and harming people, was instantly torn apart by the God-Slaying Whip.

Things happened so fast that Zhao Fusheng was slightly taken aback.

This person is cunning and treacherous.

Although the God-Slaying Whip was said to be magical, Zhao Fusheng did not believe that with his supernatural powers, he could subdue him in a single encounter with just the God-Slaying Whip.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, she pursued the matter relentlessly after her victory.

As soon as the paper figure Zhang's ghost body disintegrated, she immediately shouted:

"Open the Gates of Hell in Fengdu!"

Her voice carried supreme authority, and the two gate gods obeyed her command, causing the gates of hell to open silently.

Inside, a sea of ​​blood surged, and a powerful aura of resentment rose into the sky.

"Go to hell!"

Zhao Fusheng shouted loudly.

She held a whip in one hand and a lantern in the other.

The ghost lantern spun around, and the floating black and gray specks inside transformed into a curse, attracting vengeful spirits like moths to a flame.

Paper doll Zhang is no exception.

The ghostly bodies that had been shattered by the God-Slaying Whip were immediately lured by the ghost lantern and rushed into it.

Zhao Fusheng flicked the hand holding the lamp, and the light shone towards the gates of hell.

The paper figure Zhang's mangled body also flew into hell.

Everything should have ended here.

But the paper figure Zhang's broken body stopped the moment it flew into the doorway.

"Hey hey hey."

A sinister laugh echoed, the sound coming from above.

Zhao Fusheng felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively looked up at the sky above him, whereupon hell trembled.

"I was still worried about how to lure out Zang Junji."

On that day in Wuqing County, the paper elf Zhang Qi was one move short and was defeated, fleeing the county town. This allowed Zang Junji, who was on the verge of revival, to be captured by the resurrected evil spirit Feng Du and imprisoned in hell.

Ultimately, Fengdu was granted the title of "Ghost God" by Zhao Fusheng, thus stabilizing the situation.

Paper Doll Zhang isn't afraid of chaos; only when the ghost case is in chaos can he have room to intervene. But he's even more afraid of stability; once things are stable, he has nowhere to start. He can't find a way to get in if he's jumping around aimlessly!
At this moment, Zhao Fusheng opened the gates of hell, intending to take him into hell; his chance had come.

……

"not good!"

Zhao Fusheng frowned.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-red mirror suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the gates of hell.

Having experienced the calamity of Wuqing County, everyone knew exactly what this Blood Mirror was.

The mirror instantly grew, transforming into a colossal mirror that seemed to reach the dense clouds in the sky and touch the abyss upon landing.

Blood rippled in the mirror, and soon a vengeful ghost appeared.

A sinister ghost emerged from the mirror.

Its face is obscured, but its gloomy eyes reveal boundless resentment.

"Zang Xiongwu!"

(End of this chapter)