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Chapter 721: Reincarnates Seize the Bridge
Chapter 721: Reincarnates Seize the Bridge
If it were the Hell Subduing Golden Spade, the Mountain Lord would certainly not accept it, as that item no longer belonged to the Old Gods of the Pond.
Of course, the child wouldn't borrow it either.
But if it were just the Golden Armor Collection...
The Mountain Lord needed to focus his mind to suppress the trembling in his heart, and then, with a solemn expression, he nodded towards Little Crimson Elm on the incense altar, assuring that he would return it. Only then did he gently wave his sleeve and take the scroll.
His fingers gently caressed the pages, which were now golden, as if reminiscing about something.
After a long while, he slowly raised his head. Amidst the swirling incense smoke, a vague figure seemed to have a tangible gaze. Then, he gently lifted his hand and held up the Golden Armor Collection.
The pages rustled as he flipped through them, and the swirling incense smoke around the Mountain Lord suddenly surged forward, flowing towards the Golden Armor Collection.
At this moment, in front of Old Yin Mountain, the towering ancient golden warriors suddenly lifted their heads.
In their eyes, which glowed with golden light but seemed empty, a spark of sentience seemed to appear. The golden light on their bodies surged, reaching a peak in an instant, illuminating the entire Old Yin Mountain.
"Hoo!"
As the golden warriors stirred, the huge white lanterns in front of the mountain began to sway, as if carrying a sense of restlessness.
Behind the white lanterns, the imposing figure of the Governor cast a shadow, his eyes filled with a dark and gloomy aura.
These water spirits had more human traits than the Pond Spirit, so they could sense the discomfort and desire within the Old Yin Mountain.
Once, they were all sealed by Duke Yi, and their positions were extremely high. However, when Duke Yi first ascended to power, to appease the people, he had to go through the motions of paying respects to the Ancestral Altar and worshipping these ancient and revered Temple Deities.
With a seal and a bow, the sealed gods naturally held a lower position than the Temple Deities.
Of course, position was just a position. For over two hundred years, they had shared the incense smoke, while the Temple Deities had long lost their physical forms and were not usually noticed by the Governors. But now, half of the world's incense smoke was flowing into Old Yin Mountain.
Usually, they could only enjoy the incense smoke from their own states and counties, and with the chaos in the world, the weight of the incense smoke was uncertain.
Seeing such abundant incense smoke, how could they not be tempted?
Especially when the incense smoke from Old Yin Mountain surged towards the Golden Armor Collection and even appeared on the golden warriors before them, some of the Governors couldn't contain their eagerness and rushed forward.
In the next instant, the first golden warrior suddenly drew his sword and spear, piercing the chest of one Governor and beheading another.
A voice echoed within Old Yin Mountain, "Unworthy of your position, selling out the world, you deserve to die!"
With just these words, the golden warriors took action, and the golden light surged into the night, where the lanterns danced.
Their decisiveness and coldness caught even the Governors off guard, and they were unwilling to be slaughtered.
But the Mountain Lord had a position, the people brought incense smoke, and Hu Ma provided the golden warriors. This created an overwhelming advantage at the edge of Old Yin Mountain, beyond anyone's expectations.
The golden warriors advanced with spears, and the falling blades and surging golden light suppressed the countless towering figures, leaving them powerless to resist.
The deities who once enjoyed endless incense smoke in their states and counties were now trapped, like civil officials facing generals, being chopped and sliced, their limbs flying in all directions.
"Doesn't this feel strange?"
As they sensed the dark clouds rolling over the edge of Old Yin Mountain, turning day into night, and the sounds of slaughter echoing within, the Senior Apprentice of the Ox-Free Sect, leading the First Senior Apprentice of the Eight Gates, arrived at the edge of Old Yin Mountain, laughing:
"The Temple Deities, or perhaps the Pond Spirit, had their roots destroyed, lost their followers, and were deliberately erased. The people no longer knew their names, and the incense smoke no longer returned to them."
"But at this moment, half the world is worshipping the dark deities, and the incense smoke is flowing. With weapons in hand, even though this mountain sacrifice is only half the world and cannot compare to the weight of thousands of years of clan history, it is still enough to shake the heavens and the earth at this moment."
"..."
The senior disciple of the Eight Gates exclaimed, "Senior Brother, if the Sect Leader has such abilities, why didn't he do this before?"
"Why didn't we do it?"
"..."
The Senior Apprentice of the Ox-Free Sect sighed softly, "The difficulty in returning the deities to the people lies in the fact that those who have the ability won't do it, and those who don't have the ability can't do it."
"This is also what I find admirable about the Sect Leader. He nonchalantly pushed things to this point, surpassing my twenty years of effort in the Ox-Free Sect. He truly is worthy of being our teacher..."
"Of course, just reaching this step is not enough; there's still something missing..."
"..."
The senior disciple of the Eight Gates was both surprised and delighted. "What?"
The Senior Apprentice of the Ox-Free Sect slowly said, "If we're returning the deities to the people, we must let everyone know."
"It's useless for people in the rivers and lakes, the court, the various grass-crowned kings, or the Ten Surnames to know about this."
"We must make those who have forgotten remember. Only then can we say we've succeeded!"
"..."
As if to confirm his words, the golden warriors surged towards the Governors, and the world's fortune changed with them.
The Mountain Lord had long been deprived of incense offerings, and the old Yin Gods in the pond were all new deities. Every bit of incense was extremely hard to come by, and even though the mountain sacrifice on this day was grand in scale, it was merely a single meal, not enough to make one fat.
So if it were any other Underworld Governor, this would be the time to accumulate incense offerings. But the Mountain Lord in Old Yin Mountain, along with the new gods in the pond, seemed to lack such awareness...
At the moment the Golden Armor Collection was flipped open, the one being pierced was not only the Yin God's temple governor.
Currently, the Ghost Walkers everywhere were fighting with those who came to cause trouble. Since they were going to fight, they naturally had to invite the ghosts to the altar to borrow their spiritual power. And because the Ghost Walker Sect was relatively new, although their abilities had greatly increased, there were still many who couldn't gain the upper hand against the ferocious Spirit Foe Sect.
But at this moment, within Old Yin Mountain, as golden light filled the sky, the altars of these Ghost Walkers also shone with sudden golden light.
Facing the golden light, the evil ghosts carried by these Spirit Foe Sect members struggled and even melted away, one by one.
On the altars of some Ghost Walkers with profound spiritual power, one could even vaguely see the Golden Armor Warriors emerging from the altars, their divine might overwhelming as they slew the dark spirits.
The One Hundred and Eight Golden Armors multiplied, from one to two, from two to four, and then further dividing into hundreds and thousands. A single strand of golden light descending upon the altar was enough to subdue demons and ghosts.
What was even more crucial was the people who had been persuaded, cajoled, or even deceived by the Ghost Walkers and the Non-Ox Disciples to come and offer incense in worship.
Originally, they didn't believe in this kind of worship without a clear purpose. After all, they had worshipped countless gods, but none of them could satisfy their hunger. If they wanted to worship a truly efficacious deity, they had to prepare offerings and go to the Governor's temple to earnestly pray, hoping for a little mercy.
For worship like this, they often only gathered a crowd but never saw any efficacy.
But this moment was different. They all saw the sudden appearance of golden light on the altars and witnessed the pitiful howls of the dark spirits causing trouble.
For a moment, they stood there in shock: "It's really... efficacious?"
It was hard to describe the divine light at this moment and even harder to describe its significance to the common people of this world.
Turns out, there truly were gods, not just those worshipped by the Blood Feast Gang, nor those worshipped by incense burners, and certainly not those built by noble clans as their clan's protective deities. There truly was a kind of god, omnipresent, not reliant on offerings, who would respond to sincere prayers.
Could there really be gods in this world?
Could it be that this world wasn't just filled with dark spirits and malevolent spirits?
If they had known that worshipping gods was efficacious, who would have gone to bow to ghosts?
...
...
"Not good!"
The tremor shocked not only the people of the world but also the four family heads hiding in the lotus pond, drinking and avoiding suspicion. The other members of the Ten Surnames who initially didn't want to get involved were also startled, abandoning their black canopy boats and jumping back to the shore, their faces turning solemn.
"What is that Hu Family youngster up to?"
"Borrowing the world's incense offerings to nurture the pond spirits is one thing, but he even dares to invite gods to the altar?"
At first, they were genuinely worried about the Hu Family's bloodline, so they came forward to mediate. But later, they realized that the Hu Family Young Master wasn't so easily killed, so they put their minds at ease. As long as the Stone Pavilion Alliance was ensured, nothing else mattered.
Who could blame the Meng Family for going crazy and insisting on a life-and-death struggle with the Hu Family? It was only natural to suffer losses!
But at this moment, they suddenly realized that the truly crazy ones were the Hu Family. That guy was both ruthless and insane!
After the initial shock, everyone was moved, like giant creatures turning their gazes towards Old Yin Mountain, where the golden light was so dazzling that it made the world around seem dim.
"The Meng Family is overestimating themselves."
At this moment, in Old Yin Mountain, Hu Ma slowly bent down and looked at Cui Ma Gu, almost touching her face.
Because some things were not convenient for others to hear, he had to get closer.
Facing this woman who was determined to die to bring a glimmer of hope to the Meng Family, Hu Ma spoke in a low voice: "This time, it's not just the Hu Family gambling their lives against the Meng Family. From start to finish, the Meng Family has never been a match, nor do they have the qualifications to gamble their lives."
"The Meng Family is just a pig, and it's a matter of who can cut off a bigger piece..."
"..."
He spoke softly, slowly raising his hand and placing it on Cui Ma Gu's head.
What a pity for such an exceptional outsider to know so many secrets. She couldn't be kept alive.
"Everyone, it's lively everywhere, but we need not get involved in the Hu-Meng dispute!"
"There will always be excitement, no need to regret or feel sorry..."
Miss Red Wine had already prepared after hearing Hu Ma speak about returning to Old Yin Mountain for the mountain sacrifice. She was just waiting for this moment.
And this was the first time that so many reincarnates had stayed in their Life Spirit Temple during the day, waiting for her news: "Old White Dry Brother indeed keeps his word. Now that they're fighting fiercely, it's also the time when the world pays the least attention to us."
"So, the opportunity has come."
"I want to ask you to remember Old White Dry Brother's favor and not waste the opportunity he has given us!"
"From today on, reincarnates will no longer need to be so cautious of the Ten Surnames. For the first time, they have the power to protect themselves!"
"Prepare to seize the Meng Family's bridge!"
(End of Chapter)
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