Chapter 117 Ancient God's Corpse
The City God's injuries were more severe. A dark crack, as if branded by fire, spread from his waist to his chest. Beneath his skin, something seemed to be writhing and struggling to break free.

The blazing golden-red incense burned like flames around his body; this pure and immense power of belief had a certain effect on expelling evil spirits.

However, if it were really that simple, the Mountain Guardian King wouldn't have been tormented by evil spirits for so long.

Perhaps these evil spirits have been fighting against the Mountain Guardian King for too long, and have gradually evolved a power to target the gods.

They seemed to feed on the bodies of the gods, and the power of incense could only be temporarily suppressed. As time went on, the divine image of the City God became somewhat dissipated.

"They're here, they're here. These evil spirits are getting stronger and stronger, and these healing treasures are becoming increasingly scarce. A mere stick of Soul-Soothing Incense actually absorbed thirty strands of my divine power."

A moment later, the River God suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing a thin incense stick.

This is something he just obtained from the God of Wealth.

Not only are there fees for transactions, but there's also a handling fee for the God of Wealth's help in delivering things. It's damn expensive!

“You Ming, light the Soul-Soothing Incense for me. This item requires constant infusion of magical power to be used.”

The River God complained, then flicked his finger and moved a stick of incense to You Ming's front.

You Ming nodded slightly, and with a thought, a wisp of fire swept across the incense stick. He subtly infused it with his magic power, and thin threads, like silk and rosy clouds, followed the cracks in the City God's divine body.

As soon as the incense entered the wound, the writhing evil spirits hissed as if they were engulfed in flames, but dared not escape even an inch.

This item is a superior product used in Taoist practices to exorcise evil spirits and calm the mind, and it is especially effective against malevolent forces.

As the smoke filled the air, the various faces of the City God slowly unfolded.

The City God struggled to his feet, surveying the surroundings, his bearing as imposing as a celestial official. Although his divine form was still covered in blood and his divine light was faint, it was clear that he was now able to take the initiative and suppress the evil spirits.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out a precious pearl that floated up. As soon as the pearl fell, the flames turned back and transformed into crimson gold divine flames, burning from the outside in.

The four statues of the City God simultaneously displayed expressions of pain, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

To use this Crimson Fire Pearl, one must first suppress those evil forces; otherwise, the more the flames burn, the more they will penetrate into the divine body, making them increasingly difficult to eliminate.

A whole stick of incense was burned.

The blood and qi on the City God's wound dissipated, and a thin golden shell grew on the crack. It slowly peeled away, revealing the God's intact body, and the bright divine light reappeared.

The City God slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

"Thank you both for your help."

"Fortunately, the injuries were not serious, otherwise I would have been forced to withdraw from the Zhenshan Dharma Realm."

He nodded emphatically to You Ming and the other person to express his gratitude.

……

With the City God recovered from his injuries, everyone finally had the opportunity to take stock of their spoils.

They stared in astonishment at the mountaintop that You Ming had almost leveled.

"People say that the immortal path has five clouds, four heroes, and three outstanding figures, but if you ask me, none of them are as good as Yiming!"

The River God muttered to himself, and although he seemed to be joking, upon closer examination, his words made some sense.

The twelve chosen ones of great destiny promoted by the immortal path, even the youngest of them, have been cultivating for more than ten years.

The little carp had only been cultivating for a total of two years. You Ming quickly told the River God to stop. Although he also looked down on those people, he was used to keeping a low profile and didn't want to do anything that would attract attention.

Because the Blood Nest has been wiped out by Youming, the small mountain with its peak cut off now looks desolate and dilapidated, with scorched marks everywhere, as if it had been stained with thick blood and burned by flames once again.

"boom."

The River God summoned water, which surged into the hill and poured in from all directions. Then, a group of shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and ghost soldiers followed the flow of water, constantly prying and digging.

After the evil spirits were removed, the rocks here became unusually fragile.

After digging for only half an hour, the mountainside trembled, and the last layer of rocks hidden deep beneath the mud collapsed with a roar.

A dark, empty space was revealed, with a ray of light shining in from the outside, revealing a mangled corpse lying on the ground.

It was a corpse, but it didn't look like the remains of a living being.

It was fifteen feet long, entirely dark red, and covered with a translucent membrane resembling both a lizard's armor and a pouch. Beneath the membrane, dozens of eye-like organs of varying sizes could be faintly seen, some open, others shriveled and sunken. It had no distinct head; a protrusion at the front of its body bore several limbs.

Along the spine, a row of spiky bone spindles protruded, the bone color pale, each segment bearing a beast tooth-like rune mark; these were not drawn, but grew out.

"Ancient God, so this is the corpse of an ancient god. No wonder the evil spirits it nurtured are so powerful."

The City God and the River God looked at the corpse, their expressions changing slightly.

When the River God spoke, his voice was so low that his throat was almost dry. He had cultivated himself into a true god with a demon body and was already confident in his solid foundation, but in front of this corpse, he only felt his blood surging. The pressure that seeped from the bones made his breathing somewhat rapid.

What are the Ancient Gods?

You Ming could also feel the pressure coming at him, but with his willpower at a high level of 4, he was able to hold on.

"The so-called ancient gods are those beings in the world who received offerings from living beings before the establishment of the divine way. Their divine positions were naturally granted, and they can be said to be born sacred."

"But they do not reject any prayers or offerings, and even actively solicit blood offerings and souls. The more fervent the offerings, the greater their power."

The City God spoke slowly.

This is the original form of the gods. Incense is poisonous. The thoughts of all living beings contain various desires. If they are directly devoured without filtering, their strength will increase greatly, but they will also be polluted by human hearts.

The more powerful the ancient gods were, the faster they fell into depravity.

After the establishment of the Shinto, a large number of ancient gods were killed, while some were incorporated into the Shinto.

Like Qinglian Jun, like Zhenshan Wang.

However, each of them had many hidden dangers within their bodies. Qinglian Jun was forced to undergo physical transformation and reincarnate, while Zhenshan Wang needed to hold an autumn hunt every year to expel the evil spirits from his body.

Otherwise, if there is an excess of evil spirits, he will be completely alienated.

Looking at the corpse of the ancient god before him, You Ming couldn't help but feel a bit more wary.

"But don't worry, after the ancient gods die, their thoughts disappear, and their corpses are actually excellent materials for making divine artifacts."

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming somewhat tense, the City God took the initiative to speak.

The River God nodded in agreement. Although the ancient god, who had been dead for a long time, still exuded a menacing aura, obtaining the corpse of an ancient god made their trip worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)

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