My words have become law; I truly have no desire to display my divine power before others.

Those old monsters hiding deep in the mountains have already hoarded all the good stuff. What can a dying old man like him compete with them for?

The second is corpse liberation and reincarnation.

Abandoning the current physical body, the soul is placed into a new body, and a second life is lived.

This method has been tried by successive religious leaders, but only one succeeded.

The cult leader was reincarnated into the body of a young man who had just died. He came back to life, but his cultivation was completely destroyed and he lost most of his memories.

He couldn't even remember who he was, and after living in a daze for several years, he finally died.

The third is to cultivate the path of ghosts.

Completely abandon the physical body and use the soul to cultivate the path of ghosts.

Although his cultivation speed was slower than that of a human after becoming a ghost, he was still able to survive.

Unfortunately, despite the efforts of successive sect leaders, none of them have ever obtained the Ghost Cultivation Technique.

They've heard that there's a place called Fengdu in a faraway place, but they don't know where it is.

This also prevents them from becoming ghost cultivators.

This ghost cultivator is different from the evil spirits in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Ghost cultivation is one of the great paths recognized by Heaven. When cultivated to its extreme, one can transform extreme Yin into extreme Yang and become a ghost immortal.

Those evil spirits are nothing more than monsters formed by a mixture of various evil and yin energies.

It can hardly be considered ghost cultivation.

You must have the cultivation techniques of ghost cultivators!

Of course, this doesn't mean that cultivating one's soul is a dead end; there's still one last way.

That is becoming a god.

Becoming a god requires a divine seal.

There are many local deity seals in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

However, the Misty Hidden Sect arrived too late; all the Earth God Seals that could be discovered had already been taken over.

Those evil spirits that possess the divine seal may not have high cultivation levels, but the divine seal is the rightful position conferred by Heaven and Earth, and within their territory, they are the rulers.

The people of the Hidden Mist Sect cultivate their souls. What are souls most afraid of?

What they fear most is being suppressed by the divine position.

The divine position is the embodiment of the Heavenly Way, and is naturally able to subdue all evil spirits and ghosts.

He led his followers to seize the Earth God's seal, but before they even got close to the land, their souls were suppressed to the point that they could hardly leave their bodies. How could they possibly seize it?

But the Mountain God Seal is different.

He hasn't been born yet, which means there's an opportunity. Even if others are eyeing it, he has to seize it, because the path of seeking the Dao is inherently against the will of Heaven!

The Mountain God Seal is far superior to the Earth God Seal; it can command all the land within the mountains and mobilize the power of this region.

Whoever obtains the Mountain God's Seal will become the true master of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Those evil spirits that possessed the Earth God's Seal could not even raise their heads before the Mountain God's Seal, obediently handing over the seal or having their divine positions revoked.

This is exactly what Yun Songzi wanted.

He doesn't need to become a god himself; he only needs one person in the Hidden Mist Sect to become a god.

That person could be his disciple, an elder in the sect, or even anyone willing to protect the Hidden Mist Sect.

As long as the Mountain God Seal is in hand, the Misty Hidden Sect will have a powerful backer and will no longer fear the day when their lifespan runs out.

When the golden light appeared, Yun Songzi was meditating in the meditation room of the sect.

The light came from a very distant place, piercing through the clouds, through the mountain walls, through his closed eyelids, and exploded in his mind.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his heart pounding.

He couldn't be mistaken; the aura contained within that golden light was exactly the same as what he had read about in the ancient texts.

That is a celestial omen that only appears when a divine seal is born.

The Earth God Seal wouldn't cause such a big commotion; only the Mountain God Seal, the Mountain God Seal that has been lost for nearly a thousand years in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

He immediately jumped up from the meditation cushion, rushed out of the meditation room, gathered the followers, and sent everyone out.

The elders led one team, and the disciples led another, searching in the direction where the golden light fell.

He wasn't idle either; when he went out, he casually caught a leopard, mounted it, and headed in that direction.

Riding a leopard is much faster than walking, but the Ten Thousand Mountains are too vast.

The distance from the direction where the golden light fell from the Hidden Mist Sect was at least a thousand miles.

Even if a leopard runs very fast, it will still take it several days to cover the distance.

He has been on the road for two days and two nights.

They went through several leopards; they would capture one, let it run away until it got tired, and then capture another.

His spirit was powerful, and restraining these wild beasts was effortless for him.

What worried him was that the closer he got to where the golden light fell, the more confused his senses became.

The Hidden Mist Sect has a secret technique called "Binding the Spirit".

His name is Jushen, but he feels it's more like Summoning a God.

Before the world changed, this magic was used to ask the gods in heaven for help.

Chanting incantations, burning incense, and offering sacrifices will summon deities to help you vanquish demons or offer guidance.

But after the great changes in the world, the divine positions declined, and there were fewer and fewer gods, who were increasingly unwilling to pay attention to mortals.

You burn incense, make offerings, and chant incantations for ages, but people completely ignore you.

This spell gradually fell out of use.

Yun Songzi found this method in the notes of successive religious leaders.

After decades of pondering, he discovered a use for it—this spell, though unable to summon deities, could sense the location of divine positions.

If you cast a spell in one place, and there is a divine seal nearby, the spell will be directed in that direction.

The closer you are, the stronger the connection.

But there are too many local deity seals in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Those evil spirits possessed the divine seal. Although they were not righteous gods, the divine seal itself was righteous. The spirit-binding technique sensed them and would react accordingly.

There's one on this hilltop, one in that ravine, one every few steps—it's all so chaotic that you can't tell which one is the Earth God's seal and which one is the Mountain God's seal.

The Spirit Binding Technique caused countless tiny points of light to appear in his sea of ​​consciousness, densely packed like stars in the night sky, making him dizzy.

Only when he was close enough could the mountain god's seal's influence overpower the earth god's seals and become clear. Therefore, he had to come in person.

The disciples' cultivation was insufficient; if they were too far away, they couldn't sense it, and if they were too close, they feared being discovered by the evil spirits that had seized the divine seal.

Only he himself, with the highest cultivation and the strongest divine soul, could capture the Mountain God Seal the moment it appeared.

The leopard turned another corner in the forest, and a stream appeared ahead.

The leopard leaped across the stream, its hooves splashing water that dampened the hem of Yun Songzi's robe.

He didn't look down, but simply raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and touched his brow.

Close your eyes.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, countless points of light flickered.

Several to the east, several to the west, several to the south, several to the north, some far away, some near, some bright, some dark, densely packed.

It's like a net that's been cast out.

His divine sense moved among these points of light, discerning their aura.

The aura of the Earth God Seal was murky, chaotic, and malevolent, like a stagnant pool.

What should the aura of the Mountain God Seal be like?

He had read about it in the classics—vast, pure, and imbued with the majesty of heaven and earth.

But those descriptions were too abstract for him to imagine.

He opened his eyes and sighed.

The leopard kept running.

The woods ahead grew denser, and the fog rolled in again.

He patted the leopard's head, and the leopard slowed down, going from galloping to walking quickly.

Yun Songzi looked up at the sky and could vaguely see the position of the sun through the gaps in the tree canopy.