Who are you calling a stable boy?!

Even the goat with the body of a grandmother was calling out, begging her to go home.

Following closely behind were constant phone calls from her parents.

Deng Ai's unusual behavior couldn't be hidden from her roommate Zhang Congcong. This warm-hearted girl didn't ask Deng Ai the reason for her unusual behavior, but simply invited Deng Ai to go and challenge Mount Emei together.

Realizing that she might eventually have to face this situation even in university, Deng Ai agreed.

But she dared not sleep.

To keep herself awake, she had to secretly rely on stimulants and drinks, while also forcing herself to think about what to do...

But what could she do?

Given her current mental state, if we call the police again, will they believe her, or will her parents calmly say, "My daughter has mental problems, I'm so sorry"?

She really didn't know what to do.

At the Elephant Washing Pool, Zheng Jing's monkey wine allowed her to relax briefly.

This sense of relaxation is something Deng Ai cherishes.

Then, an idea came to her—

"To die in a place like this, perhaps... at least I can find peace in death? I don't know... I really don't know..."

Deng Ai curled up, burying her face in her body.

Hearing her sobs, Zheng Jing took out his phone and swiped around on it a few times.

"girl."

Hearing Zheng Jing call her name, Deng Ai raised her face.

Zheng Jing held his phone screen up to her.

"Where do you live? Can you give me directions?"

A moment later, the staff at the Golden Summit found Deng Ai sitting on a bench.

"Hey classmate! Are you alright?"

That might be a bit redundant.

Because Deng Ai, who was sitting there at that moment, looked a little dazed, but her rosy complexion made her look nothing like someone who had just almost succeeded in committing suicide.

At least it's better than what the terrified staff members see.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry, I... I've caused everyone trouble..."

"It's good that you're alright."

They were probably a little resentful, but seeing Deng Ai like this, the staff sighed helplessly.

"By the way, where's that classmate who saved you, uh, classmate?"

The younger staff member looked around and asked.

"He...he's gone..."

"gone?"

"Ah."

Deng Ai lowered her head, looking at the thing in her hand.

It was a golden thread, which looked somewhat like a strand of hair.

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Hepari opened his eyes, his expression grim.

This time, his prayer still went unanswered.

Hepari could understand, after all, this was an incompetent plane.

If it weren't for the fact that he was trying to escape the hands of that damned successor, he would have left immediately after confirming that this was a powerless plane, without wasting his precious time.

Although that random dimension teleportation scroll can instantly teleport the user to a certain dimension simply by tearing it open, its randomness is so great that it might even send the user directly to a void lair. Therefore, even if a player does buy this thing, they will at most use it for research.

The products sold by the organization 【Amazing Party】 are mostly like this.

Is it effective?

Strong.

Does that work?

If so.

To be honest, he certainly wouldn't have used this scroll if he hadn't been forced into a corner by his successor.

From the perspective of escaping the clutches of successors, Heparid admits that the plane of incompetence is a good place.

He didn't know much about the powerless plane, only that the crystal walls of this "barren land" were extremely hard, making it almost impossible to cross by conventional means.

This makes it extremely difficult for the Lord to hear his prayers.

However, this also makes it virtually impossible for his successors to find him here.

Of course, it's also possible that the successor was busy fighting with the daughter of God and had no time to deal with him, the priest in charge of the ceremony at the time.

In short, being transported to a powerless plane is definitely better than falling into those dangerous planes.

Moreover, Hepari discovered that his good luck had not yet run out.

Although this is a powerless plane, the quality of human souls is surprisingly good!

Hepari knew that if he went back now, having his ritual interrupted by the Hand of the Successor and failing his mission, he might be taken by the Lord and fed to the lesser demons.

If he doesn't want to die, he has to atone for his crime by performing good deeds.

This powerless dimension might just be the opportunity!

Although he can hardly use his abilities as a priest, he is also a level 6 warlock.

With his mastery of suggestion and the few treasures bestowed upon him by God, he successfully developed a mountain village into a temporary stronghold and began to learn about this powerless plane.

Everything was going smoothly; he planned to offer the only restless old man in the village as the first sacrifice to God.

And that's how the problem arose.

Because he relied on suggestion to change the minds of these humans, he couldn't do anything too drastic right away. This led him to not expect that these humans would actually call the people outside the village back because that old man was about to die.

Not only that, but those people from outside the village returned so quickly. Those who were called out that day arrived on the same day, and those who arrived at the latest arrived the next day!

This speed certainly caught him off guard.

But what Hepari didn't expect was that among those who returned from outside the village, there was a girl who was almost unaffected by his suggestion spells!

The other party reacted quickly, and the followers of this small cult, which had been established using suggestion magic, could not withstand excessive stimulation for the time being. He had to abandon the idea of ​​killing the girl on the spot with evocation magic, and instead used an amulet given by the Lord to cast a nightmare spell on the girl.

Now, almost three days later, he has not been able to sense that the girl has fallen asleep through the amulet.

This could indeed prolong her death, but Hepari believed that the girl would die under the power of God in three days at most.

"My master, great Baphomet, please look upon me..."

Undeterred, Hepari once again sang a hymn softly to the ram-headed human statue before him.

This was originally the ancestral hall of this village.

After his arrival, the interior of the ancestral hall was quickly transformed into its current form.

On those towering ancestral plaques are placed the statue of Baphomet, the demon lord whom Hepari served.

"What a blatant usurper!"

"Who?!"

The sudden sound of unfamiliar voices startled Hepari.

Then, he saw a golden light suddenly appear in the dim ancestral hall.

Someone kicked out with such speed that he didn't even have time to react that he knocked the statue of Baphomet down!

"Bah!"

Standing on the table, Zheng Jing looked down with his golden eyes blazing, and shouted at the dumbfounded Hepari.

"Take this from Old Zheng!"

The entire ancestral hall seemed to shake from the loud shout.

And that Ruyi Jingu Bang, wrapped in golden light and fierce wind, had already struck Hepari's face!

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Before Hepari could react, the blow turned him into a bloody pulp.

Then, a few wisps of black smoke emerged from the minced meat. Before they could drift away, they were all melted away by the golden light from the rod, leaving no trace.

Good Zheng Jing!

With just one blow, the demon's claws were shattered, flesh splattered, and their souls scattered!

Even after killing Hepari, the fire in Zheng Jing's eyes did not die down. He turned his head and stared at the ram-headed human statue that had fallen to the ground.

This thing is indeed sturdy; it didn't break even after being kicked by Zheng Jing in anger.

"Hey!"

Zheng Jing raised his stick and struck the evil statue of the demon lord.

With a crisp sound, the ram-headed human-bodied statue exploded, and from the flying fragments, a halo of devastation suddenly rose.

As Zheng Jing gazed upon it, the halo materialized into a form, transforming into a minotaur wielding a large axe.

This monster, over four meters tall and with bulging muscles, is a minotaur undead that Baphomet often sets up in his statues and ominous sites to serve as traps and guards.

Clearly, the evil statue that Zheng Jing just smashed was not a new one that Hepari had made from materials in this material plane, but rather something that he always carried with him.

An evil object given to him by Baphomet.

The minotaur spirit guardians, released from the destruction of the statue, raised their heads, ready to shout praises to Baphomet!

But that stick came too fast.

Before the minotaur soul guardian could even see what the audacious wretch who dared to destroy the statue of the minotaur lord looked like, it followed in Hepari's footsteps and was instantly annihilated.

"Baphomet? Hmph!"

He picked up the stick upside down and looked down at the scattered fragments of evil images on the ground. Zheng Jing scanned them with his golden eyes, making sure there were no unsavory remnants, then narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"You beast, I, Old Zheng, will remember you!"

After killing Hepari and smashing the evil statue, Zheng Jing did not leave the shrine. Instead, he jumped up and reached for the beam more than five meters high. From that seemingly empty place, he pulled down the corpse of a goat with a human body.

These are the remains of Grandma Deng Ai, who suffered a terrible tragedy.

Although it wasn't the height of summer, after hanging there for several days, the remains showed no signs of decay and didn't emit any unpleasant odor. Clearly, Hepari's special treatment of the remains involved more than just invisibility.

"Ugh."

With a soft sigh, Zheng Jing's palm lit up with golden light. He touched the neck of the remains and plucked off the goat's head that seemed to have always been there.

With a slight exertion of his five fingers, his inner force erupted, and the enormous goat's head instantly turned to ashes.

At the same time, a phantom silently rose from the headless corpse, melting away under Zheng Jing's gaze.

That is naturally the soul of Grandma Deng Ai.

The solid crystal wall of the powerless plane prevented Hepari's sacrificial ritual from succeeding. Baphomet could not hear Hepari's prayers, so he naturally could not take away the old man's soul, which had been offered as a sacrifice.

But Hepari instead trapped the old man's soul within the grieving corpse, intending to nurture a monstrous undead monster formed from the souls of human believers through the evil image given to him by Baphomet.

Fortunately, the old man is now free from this burden.

This was the first time Zheng Jing had seen the soul of the deceased in his own material plane.

At first glance, the old man's soul seemed to have vanished into the world, but Zheng Jing sensed something amiss.

Generally speaking, the material plane will be linked to multiple inner planes and outer planes. The so-called inner planes are often elemental planes filled with the energy of a single basic element, while the outer planes are slightly more complex. In layman's terms, heaven and hell can be considered as a kind of outer plane.

According to the information Zheng Jing has obtained so far, the powerless plane is often an isolated material plane.

However, whether it was an innate state of isolation or a state of isolation that one later fell into is another matter entirely.

Zheng Jing was unsure which dimension his own world belonged to.