Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 393 Unique Rules of Asceticism and Blessing
The father and son stared at the cave entrance in fear, their ominous premonition growing stronger.

Seeing the rainwater reaching their ankles, Vinayak looked at his son Pande and said, "No, the wind and rain are too strong. If we stay here, we will be flooded."

"Then what do we do?"

"Climb up, leave first, and head up the mountain."

This is a makeshift hole. Staying here will only lead to being submerged, or even being hit by collapsing soil and rocks. Leaving is the best option.

Without much hesitation, the father and son grabbed the rope and climbed upwards, the icy rain lashing their faces in the howling wind.

In this exceptionally violent storm, the two of them had great difficulty holding onto the rope, and their belongings were naturally blown about wildly, some even flying off.

Whoosh whoosh—

"My gold coins!"

Pande shouted and jumped down without hesitation.

"Pand! No!" Vinayak stopped abruptly.

Snapped!
Pande landed on the ground, his face contorted in pain, his legs bent at an unnatural angle, clearly broken. Even so, he first hurriedly picked up the five or six gold coins and clutched them tightly in his palms before regaining his senses and looking at his father.

"Dad! Help me!"

Vinayak's vision was blurred by the rain, and he could only hear Pander's cries for help. Just as he was about to go down, the soil and rocks at the cave entrance were washed away and began to sway precariously before crashing down with a loud crash.

It smashed him straight down as well.

Snapped!
The father and son returned to the cave.

They stared at each other, their eyes filled with despair.

At this moment, the wind and rain outside the cave became even more violent.

Gradually, the wind and rain covered the cave, and the father and son's cries for help grew weaker and weaker, until they were completely drowned out by the roar of the wind and rain.

They came because of greed, and they left because of greed.

but.

The collapse of the cave did not end the matter.

The terrifying wind and rain transformed into a drill, fiercely attacking the ground and tearing it open.

Gradually.

The small hill was peeled back like an orange, revealing its core, which was a huge, blood-red object shaped like a woman's uterus!

Its surface is covered with pulsating blood vessels; the rocks form the exterior, while flesh and blood form the interior, transforming into an inverted, enormous uterus.

It wriggled on the earth.

It's hard to imagine what a person with such a large uterus would look like.

This was Louis's method: to destroy the mountain directly, revealing its true form, which would then be at the mercy of others.

Looking at the uterus, which was as big as a small mountain, Louis began to extend his power upwards, to the place where the Vinayac father and son had entered, which was also the largest passage.

Not only that.

A powerful force began to envelop the entire womb, completely shrouding it along with the wind and rain.

The moment it was revealed, a sacred aura began to emanate from it. To prevent it from being discovered by other gods and demons, Louis used his divine power to conceal its aura.

Inside the uterus.

Louis casually sculpted a dough figure and threw it out. The next second, the fleshy ground writhed, and a fleshy monster wearing a crown was born from it. It looked greedily at the dough figure and pounced to tear it apart.

However, it did not succeed. An invisible force grabbed it and made it float in mid-air, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not get rid of it.

A mere son of God, cursed to the point of losing his divine position, not even a complete one, was pitifully weak to Louis.

He didn't even use his divine power; he merely activated his magic to perform a low-level spell, the Object Manipulation Technique, and it was already immobilized.

Snapped!
Hastur's waist pocket was removed, and he floated in front of Louis.

The bag was only the size of a palm, grayish and of indistinguishable material, but through the opening, one could see the gold coins rolling inside, radiating a captivating luster.

Louis frowned slightly.

"It's real, but very incomplete?"

Based on his observations, Louis discovered that the pocket was real and indeed a magical artifact, but it was incredibly incomplete, as absurd as a thread on a pocket.

"In mythology, Hastur was torn to pieces by the gods, but survived because the goddess of prosperity took pity on him and imprisoned him in her womb."

"In the original movie, I remember that bringing out more clay figures would attract the same number of Hasturs."

"If the two correspond..."

All of Hastur's fragments, torn to pieces, were inside the goddess's womb, where they were transformed into individual split bodies!
"Heh, I'd like to see just how many fragments you have, and whether you can be resurrected."

Louis became interested; perhaps this thing could be put to use if possible?
Whim.

A large number of dough figurines appeared.

The number of Hasturs also kept increasing: one, two, ten, twenty, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...

When the number reaches one million.

Finally stopped.

Louis fell silent as he looked at the densely packed Hasturs that occupied the entire area around the town, piled up in layers like mountains of flesh.

Just how much hatred did Hastur incur to be torn into a million pieces?!

Louis's mind moved.

All of the million Hastur's waist pockets were torn open and fell into Louis's hands. As the million pockets flew in, they seemed to return to their origin, or as if the threads were sewn back together, converging into a golden pocket.

It floated in front of Louis.

The bag is made entirely of gold thread with fine stitches, and it is decorated with an image of the goddess of prosperity, making it appear both benevolent and sacred.

However, Louis did not act rashly, but instead used the power of the Yang God to reach out and probe.

But we haven't met yet.

The million Hasturs all looked up at that moment, their eyes filled with extreme greed, as if they wanted to devour Louis.

"Gold...mine..."

A Hastur's mouth actually made such a dry sound.

That's right, it actually spoke!

Instead of yelling "Ahhh!" like before.

But the next second, another Hastur next to him retorted, "That's... mine!"

Each Hastur glared angrily.

Before anything even happened, they've already started fighting amongst themselves!

However, all of the million Hasturs started talking at this moment. Apart from the majority of Hasturs who were fighting amongst themselves, a small number of Hasturs were "smarter" and struggled to pounce on Louis.

Louis loosened his control over them slightly.

Wow!
A writhing torrent of flesh and blood surged directly toward Louis, creating a spectacular scene.

Faced with such a scenario, modern civilization would probably have no choice but to use artillery, missiles, or even nuclear bombs to clean up the mess.

But it wasn't that troublesome for Louis.

He just touched it lightly.

All the Hasturs then uncontrollably flipped over and crashed into each other.

After a while.

Louis looked disappointed.

These Hasturs didn't simply merge together. However, He quickly came up with a new idea: since the million Hasturs regained some of their sanity due to the appearance of the Infinite Gold artifact, could He perhaps use the curse of the Hindu gods to bring them back?
Louis slapped his palm.

Countless dough figures rained down from the sky, crashing onto each Hastur and sticking to them. The moment they saw the dough figures, all the Hastur went mad.

Their insatiable hunger led them to do something Louis had anticipated.

They started devouring each other!

A fanged maw was tearing at the arm of another Hastur, whose head was being bitten by other Hasturs...

The millions of Hasturs tore at and devoured each other.

The scene before me perfectly illustrates hunger and food.

The scene was extremely brutal.

If someone were to witness this scene, they would probably be driven insane with fear.

Fortunately, they did not have intestines or other internal organs in the traditional sense; they only had flesh and blood. Although there was blood everywhere, no severed limbs were left behind; they were all swallowed.

While they devoured each other, Louis looked again at the infinite gold before him, while his mind remained focused on the goddess's womb.

With such a commotion, it's time for that goddess of prosperity to make some moves...

Louis's gaze remained fixed on the endless gold before him.

Divine power and the power of the Yang God successively permeated the bag, examining every thread and carefully sensing the power and structure within.

The more he perceived, the more thoughtful Louis's face became.

The world is truly vast and full of wonders.

Are all the magical artifacts from India like this?
This artifact is quite peculiar. The material itself is ordinary, or rather, it should have been ordinary originally, but it underwent a qualitative change later. If he didn't have some skills in nurturing magical artifacts, he probably wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.

The reason for this change is entirely due to the blessing from above.

This blessing is somewhat like a wish, but it is not the offering of incense from humans; instead, it is mixed with the power of many worlds.

This reminded Louis of a peculiar aspect of Hindu mythology: in Hindu mythology, the god Indra is always the one who suffers the most defeats. Many beings can outwit the god, and even some weaklings or mortals can obtain blessings by making vows to heaven and earth and practicing asceticism for a certain period of time in order to fight against the god.

The most bizarre thing is that they actually succeeded!

The concept of bestowing blessings is extremely peculiar in Indian mythology.

Many divine artifacts are obtained through asceticism and vows. These artifacts are often powerful, but they may have some drawbacks.

“Through arduous cultivation, one can receive blessings, and with the power or divine artifacts obtained through these blessings, one can even contend against the Heavenly Emperor.”

Louis twitched the corner of his mouth.

I just feel that this might be a unique cultivation system within the Indian pantheon.

He probably couldn't learn it.

So weird.

And the Goddess of Prosperity's infinite gold pouch seems to be such a divine artifact, filled with a rich world power.

Is it really unlimited gold?

Louis was very curious.

The word "infinite" is not used lightly. If one could truly achieve infinity, one would probably be close to the level of an omnipotent god. Although the goddess of prosperity holds a high position in the Hindu pantheon, it is not as high as one might imagine. How could she be so powerful?

I already had a guess in my mind.

But Louis turned the bag upside down and let it spit out the gold coins.

Blah blah blah...blah blah blah...

One by one, the adorable little golden coins fell out of the bag and spun around on the ground.

Before long, it had piled up into a small mountain.

It shimmered with dazzling golden light.

At this moment, a look of realization flashed across Louis's eyes. "Indeed, how could it really be infinite? These gods and demons just like to exaggerate to fool their believers."

I subconsciously forgot that I was also a god.

"So it was created by consuming willpower."

His observations revealed that with each gold coin created, the world's power within it would dissipate almost imperceptibly, while reality would be distorted, and the gold coin would appear out of thin air.

"Moreover, there are geographical limitations. Once you step outside of India, the impact will be greatly reduced."

Yes, this product is a local specialty, as if it has reached an agreement with the world!
This land has its own unique set of rules.

This served as a reminder to Louis.

Theoretically speaking, He could do that too.

After all, He also has the authority to communicate with the world.

At that moment, my mind was completely immersed in a divine state, and I began to try to communicate with the world.

After a while.

He opened his eyes and looked at the goddess's womb with regret.

"No reaction at all, is he really dead?"

Well, He was just testing the waters. From beginning to end, He didn't really believe that a goddess who was supposed to be prosperous could leave her womb here after she died, unless she hadn't died at all!
Unfortunately, the other party did not respond at all during both attempts.

Louis no longer hesitated, reached out, and a powerful divine force surged forth, instantly igniting a burst of divine power.

hum! !

Crunch——

The blood-red womb, as large as a small mountain, began to shrink inch by inch, eventually becoming a blood-red pottery jar the size of a palm.

"The corpses of gods are interesting."

This is probably the highest-grade material Louis has ever acquired.

"It's a pity my weapon-refining skills aren't very advanced. This good stuff shouldn't be wasted; I'll keep it for now."

"I don't know what happened in India, but they actually managed to leave behind a divine corpse."

Perhaps we can get the answer from Hastur.

Louis turned his gaze back to the arena, where the million Hasturs were still devouring each other. Some of the Hasturs, though their mouths were full of blood, had a glimmer of clarity in their eyes, indicating that this somewhat bloody method was still effective.

Seeing that it would take some more time, Louis decided to calm down and go out to communicate with the world.

This time, it was a genuine communication trip.

Within the divine realm, Louis initiated his application.

The will of the world has quietly descended.

Louis was no longer the same person he had been before, no longer in the predicament he had faced before ascending to godhood, and he easily withstood the pressures of the world.

Soon, He received the answer from the world.

Good news, His idea is indeed feasible.

The unique rules in India are constructed by Brahman, the supreme being in the Hindu pantheon, through communication with the world.

The bad news is that His power and status are insufficient.

In Hindu mythology, Brahman is an abstract entity. The three main Hindu gods—Brahman, Vishnu, and Shiva—are all aspects of Brahman. Brahman himself has been integrated with the will of the world, which is the prerequisite for establishing the unique rules in the Indian region.

To put it another way that Louis could understand, it was Taoism.

Louis is not even a god-king now, and he is not qualified to completely change the rules of the world on a large scale.

(End of this chapter)