Please control me, my divine being!

Raindrops pattered against the girl's body.

She was panting heavily, her clothes already stained crimson with blood, and the incense smoke surrounding her body constantly moved through her wounds, repairing her broken flesh.

Incense has countless uses, and many practitioners of various Daoist lineages can use it.

However, the three paths of Mountain and River Temple God, Heavenly Master's Wonderful Method, and Northern Spirit Immortal are the ones that use incense the most. Whether it is the cultivators or the deities in charge, they have the greatest demand for incense.

When it comes to divine manifestations in public, they are mostly deities from these three lineages.

Cultivators in the marketplace and the martial arts world need popularity even more. For them, the wonderful uses of incense are only limited to healing and blessing.

Just like Li Qinghe.

The aura of incense that enveloped her was extremely terrifying, but it could not be retained or actively manipulated; it could only gradually dissipate over time.

If it weren't for the fact that the River God hadn't committed acts that angered both heaven and man, lost the support of the people, and even had his statues and golden bodies smashed and torn down, she wouldn't have been able to borrow these incense offerings.

People from the streets and alleys are not good at this method.

Those who act justly will find many supporters, while those who act unjustly will find few.

The shift in public opinion often becomes the straw that breaks the camel's back at a crucial moment.

"Miss Li!" A familiar voice came from behind.

Li Qinghe turned around and saw Shen Cishuang crawling out of the large pit, her face covered in mud, a far cry from her former glory. But her eyes shone brightly, staring at her as if she were a monster.

"Don't worry, if Pang Ziyue dies, the River God won't survive either."

Seeing that the girl still wanted to go into the water, Shen Cishuang immediately stopped her: "But after all, He is the ruler of a river, ruling over the tributaries of the Zhuohe River for hundreds of years. He is the true god of the land and rivers. He must have been very powerful before he died."

The Huang family found many excuses and pretexts to lure him into the Lingxian Hall, leading him to fall into depravity. In the end, they used evil sores to erode him over the years.

The Fa religion wanted to use His power, but instead of killing Him directly, they used sacrificial rituals to sustain His life.

They didn't want to kill the guy directly, lest they suffer the consequences of his impending death.

It's all down to the last minute.

"Conserve your energy; it's not too late to act when the divine card appears."

If the other party were a seasoned cultivator, Shen Cishuang would naturally not bother to explain further.

The girl seemed to be of unorthodox origin, yet she appeared to have received some kind of fortuitous encounter, which was quite strange. It was likely that she was not very familiar with the intricacies of the cultivation world.

She has an old habit from her storytelling journey: she habitually adds a few words.

Li Qinghe was almost exhausted and asked the question that had been bothering her: "I was underwater, and apart from these tentacles sticking out of the ground, I didn't see the River God."

Apart from the whiskers and the pair of eyes in the darkness, she did not see the true form of the River God.

"He merged into the river to sustain his life!"

If the Fa Sect hadn't forged its own path, forcibly creating a way out with human lives, and if the half-baked altar master hadn't merged with Him, most cultivators wouldn't have been able to detect it.

Even if we discover it, it will be difficult to harm Him.

Shen Cishuang's eyes were serious: "That's a deity."

Li Qinghe did not answer, but stared at the lingering black fog in the sky, the pervasive yellow smoke, and the increasingly heavy rain.

A somber and oppressive atmosphere permeated Lianshan City; the matter was far from over.

Shen Cishuang also felt a little depressed: "The Wu Dynasty has sent an army to exterminate demons, so Huangxiantang should also invite immortals."

"You killed Pang Ziyue, and with the incense offerings on your person, you have a high chance of obtaining the divine tablet. However, how you preserve your life depends on your methods."

She only said half of what she meant.

The focus now is not on Li Qinghe's methods, but on the methods of the person behind her.

With so many offerings from the River God, the amulet becomes extremely attractive, giving it a significant advantage in the subsequent competition.

But now, Lianshan City is overrun by demons and monsters.

Besides the Huang family, there were other evil spirits and wandering deities lurking in the mountains, making the ensuing struggle far from easy.

"What is the Divine Card?" Li Qinghe asked again.

Shen Cishuang's expression was strange.

It's still such a basic question, one that even cultivators with some lineage or background wouldn't dare ask.

This situation only exists among unaffiliated cultivators in rural areas, like the Fan brothers, who entered the Dao by chance and knew nothing about the entire cultivation world.

But how could such a rogue cultivator possess such strength?

At such a young age, one can already possess the strength of a master, no different from the disciples nurtured by some families and sects.

Shen Cishuang suppressed her doubts and explained softly, "The divine tablet is something unique to the gods in the temples and shrines of mountains and rivers."

Most temple deities were appointed through imperial decree, and their tablets represent their status.

The inscription on it contains their honorific names, sacrificial titles, and divine duties. In other words, the ancestral tablets represent the origin of the lineage of mountains, rivers, temples, and gods.

Under normal circumstances, when these deities die, their tablets will automatically dissipate and return to the Seven Heavens Palace.

But the situation in Lianshan City is different now.

The Five Immortals Sect has been laying its groundwork in Yuyang County for a long time, and the River God of this Turbid River has already been thoroughly tainted by the evil sores of the Five Immortals.

The divine tablet within His body was also affected by the power of the immortals, and it did not immediately dissipate after His death, which gave other forces the opportunity to seize it.

The Huang family has obtained the divine tablet, which they can integrate into the Five Turbid Heavens to continue their southward expansion.

Even if a mere mortal obtains it, it has endless uses, and may even lead to godhood.

This is not the first time this has happened in history.

Li Qinghe nodded as if she understood but not quite.

She was no longer as naive as before; her thoughts were constantly surfacing, and she secretly called upon the gods.

Before, she didn't know what the god behind her wanted.

But now she understands that the other party wants to change the world, and like her, stop things like those in Huangshui Town and Lianshan City from continuing to happen.

This requires you to become stronger.

Powerful enough to wipe out all these demons, monsters, immortals, Buddhas, and fallen gods.

God Cards...

Li Qinghe looked around.

The black fog in the sky remained lingering, and the yellow smoke on the ground had permeated the entire city. The gods they worshipped had yet to offer any response.

He couldn't possibly be unaware of the situation here.

While underwater, I had completed most of my battles under His guidance.

Shen Cishuang watched intently as the yellow and black energies collided, muttering under her breath, "It's about to begin..."

at this point.

The tremors in Lianshan City grew stronger, and torrential rain poured down, forming streams of water on the ground.

Suddenly, Li Qinghe felt that mysterious power descend upon her once more, manipulating her body.

Shen Cishuang, standing beside her, also became extremely alert.

The girl is determined to seize the divine card!

If something unexpected happens, that's when I'll have to step up. After all, life would be much more exciting if I stayed by this guy's side.

A person capable of killing gods is destined not to remain unknown.

Just like Chen Qiaogu from Lushan.

But now that Chen Qiaogu has become a powerful figure, even if she gets close to him by virtue of her achievements in slaying demons and monsters in Lianshan City, she won't have many stories to write. Instead, she will be constrained by his status and strength.

"The opportunity for a storyteller to advance in his career lies with this Miss Li."

Thoughts flashed through her mind, and she was preparing to try again to broaden her horizons and see what the divine tablet looked like. However, after the girl got up, she moved away at an eerie speed, rushing dozens of steps away in the blink of an eye.

Even while running, he wouldn't forget to turn back and shout, "Run!"