I become a god in another world

Chapter 785 Each Showing Their Means
Chapter 785

"No, no, no -"

Upon seeing the blood-written words reappear, the paper figure Zhang's eyes immediately flashed with a murderous glint:

"This is so annoying, all of you, just disappear!"

He swung his palm, intending to shatter the character "ghost".

But in that short time, the curse took shape and became difficult to remove.

Even with his unparalleled supernatural powers, defying the laws of heaven, and possessing methods almost divine, he was still utterly defeated by the laws of the Qiankun Ghost Pen.

The blood-red characters were only scattered, but the blood mist did not disappear.

The paper figure conjured a ghost lantern within its pupils, the lantern scorching the blood mist with a 'sizzling' sound—but in the next instant, countless terrifying screams of vengeful ghosts rang out:
“Zang Xiongwu, Zang Xiongwu.”

The ghosts call out to the soul.

These ghosts are those he suppressed; these ghosts are filled with resentment.

What even terrified Paper Doll Zhang was that some of the screams did not come from the outside world, but from within his own heart.

He opened his mouth as if to angrily curse Zhao Fusheng, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he also shouted:
“Zang Xiongwu, Zang Xiongwu.”

The paper figure Zhang immediately shut its mouth tightly.

But at that moment, another human head suddenly appeared on his neck.

The moment the human head appeared, it immediately caught the attention of the underworld messengers, Horse-Face and Horse-Face.

This is the ghost head of the Rakshasa from back then, capable of suppressing evil spirits.

Ghost Head turned and stared coldly at him, his lifeless eyes meeting his gaze.

Suddenly, Paper Man Zhang felt an indescribable chill and fear.

"This world is corrupt, close your eyes!" he shouted.

The Rakshasa demon head had been with him day and night ever since he merged it with himself.

He was a monster, an anomaly, his body riddled with holes, and he had two heads—like that androgynous envoy in the capital, he was a freak that everyone avoided at all costs.

Paper Man Zhang should have gotten used to this face by now, but when he saw those eyes looking at him, he felt an uncontrollable fear.

"The world is corrupt, close your eyes!"

He added.

This time, his tone was much harsher than before.

The dead man's head closed its eyes again, but it still managed to utter a sound:
"Zang Xiongwu, Zang Xiongwu!"

Even you are calling my soul—

He was deeply affected for a moment.

He marched forward for his ideals, enduring countless hardships and sufferings that most people could not bear. What was the purpose of all this? It was to cleanse the earth of its sins.

This world has become corrupt. The imperial court and the Demon Suppression Bureau are like a plague, and the people are like maggots, devouring the vitality of this world.

“Zhao Fusheng, have you ever heard the saying, ‘Wildfire cannot burn it all; the spring breeze brings it back to life’?”

He was suddenly overcome with sorrow and felt misunderstood.
"Why are you opposing me? Why not let me fight back? I will destroy this world, drag ghosts and humans into this great fire, and burn them to ashes. I can swallow the resentment of heaven and earth, and I can exile myself and leave the human world."

If this happens, there will be no ghosts or officials in the world, and naturally there will be no Demon Suppression Bureau. In Zhang the Paper Doll's view, it will be a time of peace and tranquility.

"If Heaven has mercy and will leave a spark of life and vitality in this world, those who survive will have more resources, they will live well, and then marry and have children. Why not?"

"..."

After listening to his righteous and awe-inspiring but fallacious arguments, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt exhausted:

"Zang Xiongwu, what right do you have to decide someone else's life or death?"

"Because these are merely fools," said the paper figure Zhang.
“You’re right. I was once a nightmare for the people of Wan’an County. I killed and skinned people here, creating corpse slaves for my own use—”

He paused here:
"But after I'm gone, do you believe that some people will worship me, offer sacrifices to me, and venerate me as the God of Slaughter?"

His tone was sarcastic, and he thought that his words would surely be met with fierce opposition from Zhao Fusheng.

But Zhao Fusheng said:
"I believe."

Her words greatly surprised Paper Man Zhang, leaving the rest of his words stuck in his throat.

Then she sighed:
"How can I explain this to you? Zang Xiongwu, how innocent are ordinary people in these situations?!"

Her tone was calm, yet tinged with pity:

"The dynasty and the Demon Suppression Division hope that the people will be like domestic animals, docile, hardworking, and obedient."

For ease of control, it is best not to let the people develop their own will.

"If it is easy to manage, it is difficult to gain knowledge and broaden one's horizons. All one sees are trivial family matters and daily necessities. As a result, they follow their nature and become either selfish and greedy or timid and afraid of trouble."

Because of their timidity, they dared not cause trouble, silently endured exorbitant taxes, worked hard, and supported the Han Dynasty's layers upon layers of vampires.

Because of their short-sightedness, they are unable to achieve great things, and thus often they are stubborn and intractable, clinging to their own rigid beliefs.

"They are like prey trapped in a spider's web, never daring to leave their familiar environment. In this situation, what's the point of resenting ordinary people for being short-sighted and not doing things in a respectable way? This world hasn't even given them the opportunity to broaden their horizons."

Once they broaden their horizons and understand the injustices of the world, they will not be content with the status quo.

But the dynastic system broke the spine of the people, forcing them to be subservient.

No one is born a bastard.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head:
"It was just out of necessity, simply to survive."

Zhang the Paper Doll is eccentric and strange, but he shouldn't blame ordinary people.

Many people already suffer a lot in their lives, yet he became the one who added to their suffering.

“You were once like that too. After your family died, you were fortunate enough to break free from your constraints, open up new horizons, and step into a new world. You should have made a difference.”

Zhao Fusheng said:

“A person like you could have broken the bonds that bind many more people, but you didn’t.”

At the moment when Paper Man Zhang had mastered the art of controlling ghosts and his power had greatly increased, his selfish nature led him to make the same choice as many other ghost controllers in the world: to harm civilians.

“You are no different from the demon tamers of the Demon Suppression Division that you look down on. You keep the secret of controlling demons to yourself and refuse to protect mortals with the laws of demons. Instead, you choose to enslave others with fear so that you can enjoy the feeling of being a god on a high and mighty throne.”

"..."

When Paper Man Zhang heard what she said, he instinctively wanted to refute it.

But before he could speak...

Zhao Fusheng suddenly appeared.

She appeared in mid-air about thirty feet away from the paper figure.

Through the ghostly vessel attached to his body, Zhang the paper figure 'saw' Zhao Fusheng appearing behind him.

He didn't know Zhao Fusheng's plans, but a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

Paper Man Zhang instinctively wanted to turn around, but just then, a golden light descended from the sky.

'Om—'

'Buzz-'

In an instant, a buzzing sound that irritated Paper Man Zhang reached his ears.

Thousands of golden rays suddenly descended, forming countless sharp blades that slashed at his body.

'Crack.'

The Blood Mirror of Reincarnation blocking his way shattered silently. His soul, hidden within the mirror, was affected and, before he could escape, was pulverized by the beam of light.

Before the excruciating pain could even elicit a scream from the paper doll Zhang, he was struck by a continuous, deafening ringing in his ears:
'Buzz—Buzz—'

The sound wasn't sharp, but it was overwhelming, striking his very soul and dominating his entire consciousness with an unparalleled force.

"What exactly is this?"

The paper figure Zhang Xinsheng was terrified.

But the question that had been lingering in his mind was answered: the golden eagle ghost statue.

All things are interdependent.

Tongshan County back then is the best example.

Liang Yu abused his power for his own selfish interests, arrested Wang Puyi, and forced him to paint on human skin to make human skin lanterns;
In an effort to win his favor, the people of Wan'an County rushed to create the Ghost Lantern at the cost of human lives.

The Ghost Lantern is a wicked fire that embodies all evil and malice, capable of scorching everything. The brothers Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu have been worshipped by Tongshan County for many years because of their ability to control ghosts. The ghost laws they wield are unique, making the ghost controllers invulnerable to swords and spears in front of fierce ghosts, and enabling them to fight fierce ghosts with their physical strength.

Ironically, amidst the calamity of the ghosts in Tongshan, the Jiang brothers, who were able to subdue the evil spirits, were melted by the fire—ultimately transforming into golden eagle ghosts, which then turned against the Tongshan County Bureau.

Wang Puyi, a painter who was powerless and easily manipulated in life, eventually became a vengeful ghost after his death, turning into a ghost painting that trapped Tongshan County within its own painted skin.

……

At the critical moment of life and death, the paper figure Zhang's thoughts were in turmoil and out of control.

All the past events flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, and he suddenly felt as if he were still in Tongshan County.

It was as if he were still facing the calamity of the ghosts.

The battle in Tongshan County was one of the most dangerous times in his life.

On that day, a ghostly calamity broke out, and Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu stormed into the Tongshan County government. However, the top of the self-made lighthouse, which was made of will-o'-the-wisps, began to burn—this was the root of all evil in Tongshan County.

Over the past decade or so, countless villagers have perished here.

The bloodstains here can never be cleaned off.

Since the misfortune that befell Zhang's family, he has traveled all over the country and witnessed countless human tragedies. However, the tragedy in Tongshan County was the worst he had ever seen in his life. In his opinion, it was even more like a real hell than the seventeen levels of hell he had actually experienced.

Hell on earth!

This hellish place gave birth to a deadly fire, which was ignited from the top of the nine-story lighthouse and instantly brought calamity to the entire Tongshan County government.

Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu were reduced to ashes in the fire, and then the vengeful ghosts were resurrected.

That's how coincidences happen in this world.

These two men oppressed the people in life and were worshipped by them. After death, they transformed into golden eagle ghosts who could even devour 'light'.

The two ghosts patrolled the Tongshan County government. Although Zhang the Paper Man controlled a variety of ghosts, he was still subject to their laws and was eventually forced to the top of the nine-story pagoda. Only when he used Wang Puyi to "draw" Tongshan County into the ghost painting and replaced his own skin with Wang Puyi's skin, trapping Tongshan County inside his body, did he manage to escape.

……

Memories of the past flooded my mind.

For some reason, Paper Figure Zhang had a sense of temporal distortion.

But he was no ordinary man. After a moment, he realized that the golden light in front of him was not the Jiang brothers, Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu.

Although the two brothers were transformed into ghosts, their obsessions were not deep. Rather, it was only because of their innate laws that they were able to wreak havoc in Tongshan County.

But the other person was different.

Who is the other person?

Before the name could even form in his mind, he seemed to hear a deep, muffled voice saying:

"My lord is in the south; I will never die facing north!"

The tone is sonorous and powerful.

"Liu Yizhen!"

That was the former temple keeper in the Confucius Temple.

As soon as the paper figure Zhang realized what was happening, he gritted his teeth.

Sure enough, once his mind cleared, everything became clear before his eyes, as if the clouds had parted and the fog had lifted.

As the swords of light and shadow ceased their slashing, a terrifying golden eagle, like a pillar reaching to the sky, stood not far in front of him.

The golden statue stood tall, its head reaching the sky and its feet firmly planted on the ground. Its gaze was fixed straight ahead, passing over the paper figure Zhang and meeting the eyes of Zhao Fusheng behind it.

Liu Yizhen's dying wish: My lord is in the South.

After the vengeful ghost revives, its rule is: always face Zhao Fusheng.

Wherever it goes, all ghosts tremble and submit.

Zhao Fusheng had previously used Chen Duozi and others as bait to lure Paper Man Zhang to stay in one place for a while, and then she took the opportunity to sneak behind Paper Man Zhang to make Liu Yizhen turn around.

The group worked together flawlessly, and the paper figure Zhang was frozen in place by the golden statue.

The situation now is different from when Liu Yizhen's evil spirit had just been resurrected.

The golden eagle ghost statue and the paper figure Zhang face each other, just as the Investiture of the Gods foretold: with one ghost guarding the pass, no evil spirit in the world can escape.

Golden rays shone continuously from all directions, enveloping the paper figure Zhang.

In his disheveled state, he unleashed the Ghost Painting Formation. But as soon as the Ghost Realm of the Ghost Painting Formation was unleashed, and the Ghost County of Tongshan began to show signs of life, Liu Yizhen's body suddenly rose more than ten feet into the air.

This ghostly statue is like a colossal object of heaven and earth.

The golden light flashed intensely, like that of a deity.

Wan'an County was illuminated. Countless people stepped out of their courtyards and saw that in the dead of night, golden light descended from the sky, illuminating the entire world.

Many people, unaware of the reason, knelt down and prostrated themselves, repeatedly saying: "The gods are truly powerful."

'Buzz—buzz buzz buzz—buzz—'

The trembling continued.

Wherever these golden lights touched, they swept away all evil spirits and monsters.

The ghosts and spirits, terrified by the golden light, scattered and fled.

The ghost painting scheme that had just begun was instantly erased in front of this born ghost suppressor.

Under the intense golden light, the Ghost Painting Bureau, which had not yet been dyed, was wiped off and turned into a white cloth.

The paper figure Zhang summoned the Blood Mirror of Reincarnation, but the light and shadow erased the shadows.

He was merely one of the stolen powers of Sun Shaoyin's laws, not his true self. In front of the Ghost Suppressor, the Law of Reincarnation was suppressed.

"You can't kill me—you can't kill me—"

The paper figure roared loudly:

"I possess the power of Zang Junji from the past—"

"Then I will take you to see Zang Junji."

Zhao Fusheng said coldly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she said:

"Gentlemen, let's send him to hell together."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Everyone responded in unison.

At this moment, the other scattered vengeful ghosts could not be bothered with; they had to deal with the paper figure Zhang first.

Xie Jingsheng lit the ghost incense and began to lead the way.

"...I take one step, and the ghost follows me all the way—"

As Xie Jingsheng lit the ghost incense and uttered these two sentences, thunder roared above his head.

'Boom. '

A bolt of lightning struck down, instantly extinguishing his ghostly incense.

The paper figure's eerie voice rang out:
"You, a mere Xie brat, can only fool my ignorant and stupid son. You think you're worthy to lure me? Your father isn't worthy either. Get out of here!"

His words completely enraged Xie Jingsheng.

"We, the Xie family's two generations of guides, have nothing to do with being unworthy or unworthy!"

Xie Jingsheng said:

"I will fight with you today!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he rubbed the top of his head:
"Your Zang family has some knowledge of the Heavenly Lantern Technique, do you think my Xie family is inferior?"

With a rub, blue smoke suddenly rose from above Xie Jingsheng's head.

At this moment, the vengeful ghost that was attached to his mangled body appeared.

The ghost held a large bundle of black rope in its hand, the other end of which was tied to various parts of Xie Jingsheng's body.

As the ghost smoke was lit, the ghost's form swelled up, and Xie Jingsheng's vitality instantly surged to an unbelievable level.

(End of this chapter)