Chapter 957: Chapter 961: The Higher the Divine Authority, the Sooner the Death Chapter 957: Chapter 961: The Higher the Divine Authority, the Sooner the Death Such a bizarre setting, which ans, Dragon Tail Mountain shelters those young won who ended their own lives, their bodies and organs eroded by the Nothingness Fog, making it difficult for their Three Souls and Seven Spirits to stay intact. The Plum Vessel Mark locks them here, so they could never leave Dragon Tail Mountain for all their lives, forever believing in this place.
“If it were , being confined here without reason, I would also look for a way to leave,” Zhu Minglang said.
“Unfortunately, they no longer think that way now; through the celestial benefits of Dragon Tail Mountain, they cultivate, and once they reach the God-level Realm, they are essentially reborn. Even if the Servant God’s Mark is still there, they can still co and go from Dragon Tail Mountain as they please,” Xuanmu said.
“So this place has essentially turned into an Immortal Sect?” Zhu Minglang asked.
Xuanmu nodded and said, “They call it the Mist Concealnt Sect… Presently, the followers of Fuchen have beco a minority, like a vassal power.”
“The Mist Concealnt Sect?” Zhu Minglang felt the na sounded sowhat familiar.
Wasn’t this once a clan of witch doctors from the western islands of the Li Chuan Continent, known for their ability to control birds of prey, constituting an island tribe of witch doctors?
It’s unknown whether this Hidden Fog Gate has any connection to those Hidden Fog tribes that colluded with North Utmost Ridge back then.
“Hidden Fog Gate is a nomadic seafaring clan from the Heavenly Dwellings of Hao Tian; they possess Divine Skills to traverse the seas and control birds, searching the endless Void Sea for so lost Divine Lands. If their way of operating were like that of a respectable Immortal Sect, relying on them wouldn’t be a bad thing given our current situation. However, as far as I know, wherever the Hidden Fog Gate passes, they leave devastation in their wake; they always drain an area dry of its spiritual essence, then move on, continuing in this fashion. They are likely a wildly barbaric group of nomads,” Xuanmu said.
“I thought I was entitled to rule as king, only to find that returning to my Divine Mansion, I still face a ss, with quite a few things happening lately…” Zhu Minglang rubbed his head.
“It is my fault, for not preparing before your arrival…” Xuanmu said.
Xuanmu, clearly very astute, discerned from Zhu Minglang’s words that he already had soone important in his heart.
“No, no, let’s change this form of address. Let’s keep things clear; if you speak like this in front of others, I, Zhu Minglang, will have an even harder ti clearing my na,” Zhu Minglang hastily interjected.
Xuanmu bowed slightly, indicating she would change it.
“What is your Cultivation Base now?” Zhu Minglang observed Xuanmu.
Xuanmu had an exceedingly strong aura, and her Black Phoenix gown also was clearly very special—it wasn’t just about looking alluring and sexy with its openwork design; more importantly, the gown concealed the aura within her body.
It was probably due to the Servant God’s Mark that Zhu Minglang felt a hint of familiarity and intimacy with her. Through this contract, he was also able to sense her Cultivation Base and strength.
“Divine Monarch,” Xuanmu answered.
“???” Zhu Minglang thought he had misheard and asked, “Divine Monarch?”
Xuanmu, with downcast eyes, said remorsefully, “Xuanmu has disappointed you.” After a pause, she added, “If I could reclaim Dragon Tail Mountain and attain true Goddess status, my Cultivation Base could make another major leap.”
Zhu Minglang hardly heard the latter part of what Xuanmu said; one thought dominated his mind: Lu Wu, die!!!
So, his Chief Servant was a Divine Monarch Level Great Fairy, confirming once again that the God of Fuchen was undoubtedly on par with North Dipper Seven Star God!
No wonder they initially prevented him from entering Dragon Tail Mountain, forcing him to undergo a long period of cultivation before he could return to his godly position.
It turned out that the Chief Servant of Fuchen already had such exaggerated strength!
“So… What Cultivation Base does Qin Xiang have?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“God principal, I guess.”
“…” Zhu Minglang felt both imnse joy and a bit of sha.
It seed he had indeed arrived too early, with each of his subordinates being more skilled in martial arts than he was. How was he to lead them, let them believe in him?
Dragon Tail Mountain appeared to be a highly regarded existence, and the continuously ntioned Heavenly Dwellings were apparently a domain completely unknown to North Dipper God State…
“However, you need not worry about this place. Cleaning up here is my duty as a Goddess, and as your training phase has not yet ended, please also temporarily refrain from revealing your identity. The previous God of Fuchen died precisely because of a lack of caution. The imdiate priority is to swiftly find the murderer of the previous God of Fuchen, otherwise, you will face threats to your life as well and…” Xuanmu paused in her speech, her gaze involuntarily drifting elsewhere.
“And what?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“In your forr followers, there is likely a traitor. I need to root them out. The premature death of the previous God of Fuchen was obviously linked to this traitor. Hence, I have never given you clear guidance, for fear that your arrival might bring you mortal peril,” said Xuanmu with a grave expression.
Zhu Minglang, though he had heard so from Qin Xiang, why did it sound even more terrifying coming from this Goddess?
“What about Qin Xiang?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“Qin Xiang is trustworthy. She only hopes to gain more benefits by dual cultivating with the worshipped deities, and she harbors no thoughts of harming you,” Xuanmu stated.
After saying this, Xuanmu added, “But here in Dragon Tail Mountain, perhaps only the two of us are completely trustworthy.”
“…” Zhu Minglang was lost for words.
Too dangerous.
This assignnt!
The previous God of Fuchen was surely a Dragon Phoenix among people, yet now even his bones were cold, leaving so many devoted won in Dragon Tail Mountain living as widows, though they eventually all depended on him. But there was clearly a terrifying force behind this, watching over Dragon Tail Mountain and the cultivating God of Fuchen.
Luckily, he had never exposed his divine na from the very beginning.
“Take so ti to rest and recover your mind,” Xuanmu continued.
Tears glead in Zhu Minglang’s eyes. Black Phoenix Fairy, the things you have told , how can I possibly calm my mind, not living in constant fear!
Moreover, as Xuanmu possessed the cultivation of a Divine Monarch, if even she could not directly clear the obstacles at Dragon Tail Mountain, it indicated that both the usurpers and the forr followers were tough custors.
“After you have recovered, you should still return to North Dipper God State, and you cannot resu your divine position until the murderer is found,” Xuanmu said.
Zhu Minglang’s headache intensified.
Dragon Tail Mountain had the Hidden Fog Gate, had forr followers who were traitors, making it extrely unsafe, not a place to reveal his identity.
Outside, there were the two malignant tumors, Lu Wu and Hua Chou, and although the tis when he, the God of Fuchen, needed to demonstrate his grandeur were indeed grand, there were tis when he needed to keep a low profile as well.
Too difficult!
The higher the divine power, the sooner one dies!
Especially since he had just recently graduated from the Probationary Deity Stage.
According to them, he was now a Cultivating God and still had a long, arduous, and dark path before he could return to being a True God.
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