Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 64 The Abnormal River God

Grandpa Cui's gaze was vacant, but because he was holding the bell, he could see clearly.

The ten fetal pendants behind Li Wushou, which had been baring their fangs and claws just moments before, emitted a faint light from their bodies, then neatly split into two halves, and slowly fell from the sky.

The ground seemed to be covered by a curtain; the moment the tire fell, it disappeared into the darkness. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this curtain actually extended from the shadow behind Li Wushou.

"warm up.?"

Grandpa Cui stammered a word in response, his eyes dimming slightly.

I truly envy those exceptionally talented individuals, unlike us ordinary folks who spend our entire lives struggling to survive under the shadow of the treacherous god.

Therefore, Grandpa Cui would seize any opportunity, however small, to change his fate.

Just like when he was young and used every means to eliminate all competitors to become a grandfather, Grandpa Cui firmly believes that he will also achieve final victory this time.

This was the only time in his life he had come so close to transcending social classes. He absolutely could not afford to miss it!
After putting the peacock bell back into his sleeve, Grandpa Cui's face became solemn, and the fire in his eyes reignited.

He took out a new black bell from his pocket. Unlike the previous bird bell, this bell was completely black and depicted the shape of a large fish.

Grandpa Cui bit his tongue again, this time with extreme determination and ferocity, even biting off a corner of it. Blood sprayed onto the bell, and then he chewed and swallowed the bitten-off piece of his tongue.

Looking at Li Wushou, who stood calmly before him, Cui Agong's murderous intent surged.

"Since the High Priest is so confident, then so be it. Grandfather of Cui Family Village, respectfully invite the River God!"

After saying this, Grandpa Cui bowed to the shrine beside him. It did not move, but the black bell in his hand rang strangely. A wisp of bloody energy rose from the bell and fell onto the clay sculpture of the river god in the shrine.

Li Wushou stood quietly to the side, watching Cui Agong perform his duties. It was certainly the easiest thing for him to do to summon the river god on his own initiative.

I just looked around and found no trace of the river god.

However, something seemed off about the dense forest behind them, near the village.

The male corpse that had just been implanted with fish roe was carried over by the villagers.

However, according to his own perception, the minor officials had already dispersed and surrounded Cui Family Village, including that grove. He would go and take a look after he had killed the river god.

Li Wushou composed himself, walked past Cui Agong, and looked towards the black pool behind him.

The once silent and deep black pool suddenly began to boil, and a colossal creature leisurely squeezed into Li Wushou's field of vision. It turned out that there was an undercurrent at the bottom of the pool that connected to the Emerald River next to it.

Li Wushou put away some of his amusement; this river god was not quite what he had imagined.

Through his communication with Wu Zhuangyuan, Li Wushou learned that not all of these strange gods were divine beings; some, like the River God, were transformed from incense offerings devoured by spirits.

However, because they retain their physical bodies, the incense burning can severely distort their physical forms, so these strange gods are mostly raised and worshipped by villages like Cuijiazhai.

Over time, their spirits become mixed up, and some, after being supported for a long time, even become tools of these villages.

Those who rely on incense offerings will inevitably be bound by them; this is exactly what is meant.

This is the relationship between the evil gods and the people outside the great city of this world: interdependent yet mutually devouring.

Judging from its appearance, this river god certainly deserves such a description; it is quite ugly. After all, this river god has existed for over a hundred years since records began, and the mutations it has undergone over so many years cannot be underestimated.

To Li Wushou's surprise, the river god's spirit was remarkably clear, without any sense of chaos or confusion. Li Wushou even sensed a trace of human emotion emanating from the river god. From the moment Li Wushou sensed the river god to the moment the river god emerged from the black pool, only two breaths had passed.

With a fanatical expression, Grandpa Cui walked to the edge of the pool and bowed deeply to the River God. "Lord River God, this is the High Priest Li Wushou that the esteemed person spoke of."

"The three stream pouches I just crafted have all been killed by the enemy!"

The River God patted his belly, his large hand bigger than the door panel of the Three Immortals Pavilion on the low mountain, his orange-yellow eyes fixed on Li Wushou. Cui Agong's words surprised him as well.

Logically speaking, if Xi Nang was no match for him, Grandpa Cui should have summoned him earlier. Grandpa Cui is no fool who has lived to this age.

That means the high priest killed the three xi sangs quickly in a way that surprised Cui Agong.

But he could not detect a trace of death on this young high priest.

Even the scent of the recently deceased Xi Nang could not be detected, as if it had been devoured alive by something.

After examining him for a moment, the River God was about to speak when he saw the young high priest in front of him draw his magic sword from his waist with a whoosh.

Li Wushou was really annoyed by this tedious communication. He had just patiently talked to Grandpa Cui so that he could summon the River God. Now that the River God had been summoned, what was there to say?
Just kill him and that's it!
As for whether or not you can kill them? If you can't, just run away.

As soon as the thought arose, the trickling streams in the Yin-Yang meridians suddenly surged violently, drawing away the immense Yin energy and channeling it into the sword. The magic sword abruptly emitted a ghostly light.

Li Wushou leaped into the air with a light step, stood with his sword raised, and slashed through the air.

Grandpa Cui's expression changed drastically, and he fell to the ground and rolled to one side. Although the sword was not aimed at him, its sharpness gave Grandpa Cui a sense of impending death.

"How brave!"

The river god's fleshy face turned cold. This high priest was so disrespectful to him? He had no manners at all. Did he really think the city god could protect him?
The fish tail, half-hidden beneath the deep pool, suddenly stirred up a raging wave, and the vast water vapor gathered in front of it, forming a curtain of shimmering water.

The heavy spiritual power simultaneously left the body and seeped into it, instantly making the curtain viscous.

A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth. A mere high priest, even if he had some skill, had only been cultivating for a few days. No matter how talented he was, how could his Yin power compare to his own after his complete transformation?
"Come! Let me teach you the manners of being a human being."

With a furious roar, the river god's chilling sword light finally collided with the watery curtain in front of him.

"You ignorant brat, you think you're so great just because you killed a few xi naan? What?!"

The moment the curtain met the sword light, before He Shenhua could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Because he discovered that the curtain he had conjured was as fragile as a piece of paper compared to the sword light of his opponent.

The accompanying power of the swamp was cleanly and decisively shattered by the opponent's sword light.

Even if he hastily summoned this curtain, wasn't the opponent's Yin power a bit too pure?
"Hiss~! Is it this sword or...? Ah~!"

The river god let out a miserable scream. Before he could think, the sword light that pierced through the curtain struck his enormous belly.

The terrifying force ripped open the river god's belly, and the yellow and white contents inside instantly overflowed, covering the entire black pool.

"you wanna die."

(End of this chapter)