Enshrinement as a God

However, Tu Xingsun, who was in a desperate situation, did not notice the shiny object stuck in the top of the black warrior's head.

"Useless resistance..."

"Hah!"

Despite Zhang Gui's ridicule, Tu Xingsun screamed and got up.

He held the iron staff with both hands and swung it wide from side to side, trying to shake off the black warriors.

As Tu Xingsun thrashed and resisted, the surprised Zhang Gui raised his staff and hurriedly stepped back a few steps from Tu Xingsun.

However, the black warriors who were hit by the iron staff still did not blink an eye and were holding on to Tu Xingsun's hands and feet.

Tu Xingsun was swinging the iron staff until his palms were torn, and was preventing the coachman and the skeleton horse from approaching him.

Hiss!

At that moment, a strange sound that was grating on his nerves, as if something was deflating, was heard in Tu Xingsun's ears.

"Ah!"

Tu Xingsun, struggling, finally noticed that a shiny object was extending long over the heads of the black warriors who were attached to him.

Soon, the heads of the black warriors swelled up like a pig's bladder filled with air.

Pop! Pop!

As the heads, which had swelled up to almost twice their size, finally burst, what looked like human flesh and skin were scattered around Tu Xingsun.

Although Tu Xingsun did not know the reason, he endured the disgust and swung his iron staff and Binding Immortal Rope at the coachman and the skeleton horse without delay.

"Who dares!"

Zhang Gui was surprised when his flesh puppets, which were moved by his magic, were blown up.

They were works that he had created with great effort since arriving in Sichuan.

The sight of the black souls that had been trapped in the flesh puppets scattering in all directions, spewing out screams, was the same as showing that his efforts had turned into bubbles in an instant.

Thwack! Thwack!

"Gah!"

Zhang Gui, seeing dozens of silver threads stuck in the ground an inch in front of his toes, twisted his body in fright.

"Alkeramast!"

Zhang Gui, in a hurry to protect his body, shouted a strange word loudly.

Then, a hazy mist began to circle around his body and to protect Zhang Gui.

Zhang Gui, who was originally called a Dark Priest and had performed miracles by borrowing the power of the gods of darkness, had been able to wield a power that would surprise heaven and earth in his previous world.

But in this world called the Central Plains, it was almost impossible to communicate with the many demon gods he had served, and he had been restricted to not being able to use even a tenth of his original ability.

Now, he could only barely borrow the power of King Seong or the power of the sacred objects that contained divinity that he had brought from his previous world.

"Hah!"

He sensed that the situation had been reversed.

Tu Xingsun, whose body had become free, was happily hitting his attendants, shouting in all directions, and a new enemy whose location was unknown was attacking him, who was in a defenseless state.

Zhang Gui, in a hurry, took out a sinister-looking brooch with five-colored jewels from his bosom.

He did not have many sacred objects left in his possession. So he had wanted to leave them as a last resort, but he could not meet his death in a place like this.

"De... saraka mus..."

Zhang Gui, after throwing the brooch on the floor, muttered a sinister language that was hard to even utter in his world and released the divinity contained in the brooch.

Crack!

As the end of the staff hit the jewel of the fallen brooch, the brooch began to shake and to make a loud noise.

As the soil at the place where the brooch was placed began to writhe and to rise, joy lingered in Zhang Gui's two eyes.

The scene where the laws of the world were broken and the power of the demon god began to be revealed in this world was a wonder in itself to him.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Dozens of threads began to be stuck in the mound of earth where a huge upper body was being created.

"Foolishness! I don't know who you are, but in the wrath of the earth demon god, Mus..."

Although Zhang Gui sneered, asking what he could do with just threads, he could not finish his words.

As the threads stuck in the rising mound of earth began to make a fine resonance, its shape began to collapse and to emit a black smoke.

"The divine power is scattering!"

Although he knew that there were techniques with the power of demon subjugation and martial arts with such power here, the scene that was unfolding before his eyes was not such a power of exorcism.

A powerful magic.

A magic so powerful that his demon god power was scattering was flowing through the threads and was making a powerful vibration and sound, shattering all the internal energy of the avatar.

No matter how powerful a demon god's avatar was, if its shape was not completely formed, its power was only that of a newborn baby.

As the mound of earth helplessly collapsed and its frame began to break, Zhang Gui looked up at the sky with a desperate expression.

"What on earth..."

At the end of the shiny threads, there was someone floating in the dark sky, receiving the starlight.

Since he was standing with his back to the starlight in the darkness, his appearance was not clearly visible.

The fluttering cloths around his body were spread wide, forming a shape like wings.

"No way... a blood relative of Shirsha!"

At the sight of him, who looked like a fairy, not a being of this world, Zhang Gui's body trembled without him realizing it. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly tried to retrieve the brooch that had fallen on the floor.

Since they had left the Hermit's Valley, it was possible that the other people of the Non-Duality Gate had also left the Hermit's Valley.

Originally, the blood relatives of Shirsha and they were the worst enemies.

Then it was understandable that they were interfering with him.

Swoosh!

Another silver thread fell right in front of Zhang Gui's hand.

Zhang Gui stopped his hand that was trying to retrieve the brooch and gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"Bicorn!"

The coachman and the skeleton horse were already half-destroyed in Tu Xingsun's hands, and their black divine power had scattered.

Further action seemed impossible.

Since the situation had come to this, it seemed very difficult to take the boy and the old man to the So family manor according to Su Hu's order.

The Bicorn, who had heard Zhang Gui's voice, snorted. He hurriedly got on the Bicorn.

"Hiyah!"

In order to live, it was important to leave this place for now.

This was because if he were to lose his life here, his soul would surely be sucked into the strange technique that Old Ancestor Hongjun had laid out.

The being floating in the sky watched Zhang Gui's hurried escape.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Tu Xingsun, after completely smashing the coachman and the skeleton horse so that they could not even move, turned his gaze to the direction where Zhang Gui had fled.

"Hmm!"

And Tu Xingsun, who had recognized the black being that was slowly descending to the ground from the sky, let out a short exclamation of admiration.

A fine cloth with strange patterns drawn all over it was constantly changing its shape in this place where not a single breeze was blowing, and was circling around 'her'.

In her one hand was a luxurious-looking pipa. An unusual edge was felt from the strings of the pipa, and it was clear that the identity of the shiny object that had helped him was also that pipa.

Along with the mysterious pipa, her figure had a grace and elegance that would make one bow one's back.

Although she was covering half of her face with a silver mask, there was no doubt that she had a peerless beauty.

Although Tu Xingsun had an enviable career in being fond of women, strangely, he did not feel any lust for the woman in the mask.

Tu Xingsun, thinking whether he had had such an experience in the past, carefully approached the masked female master and cupped his fists.

"Thank you for your help."

The scene of a man in a mask thanking a woman in a mask was truly strange.

"Wait!"

The woman in the mask stretched out her slender hand and blocked Tu Xingsun's approach.

Tu Xingsun, while savoring her beautiful voice, was watching her actions.

The woman in the mask carefully collected the shiny brooch from the place where the soil had risen and began to hum a small song to it.

"Hmm..."

Although it was a song whose meaning was unknown and its tone was also not common, it was a beautiful melody as beautiful as her voice.

Before Tu Xingsun could even get lost in the sound, the strange energy that had been flowing from the brooch subsided and its light became turbid.

The woman in the mask, who had retrieved the brooch, moved her feet towards the two coffins that had been completely preserved on one side even in this chaos.

"Hey, young lady! That way is..."

Tu Xingsun, as this mysterious woman walked towards Xi Xibal without hesitation, realized that her purpose was those two people.

After all this trouble, if this woman were to try to take the lives of the two, it would be no different from a very difficult situation for him.

"Shh."

But she raised her finger and covered her red lips.

And then, she carefully began to pluck the pipa briefly towards the two who were lying in the coffin as if they were dead.

Ting... ting...

As the sound of the pipa, which had been plucked for about thirty seconds, echoed in the surroundings, Tu Xingsun's body trembled from the sudden chill.

Now that he saw it, she was surely a female master who could even handle sound attacks.

There were not many who could handle sound attacks in the martial world, and even fewer if they were women.

Tu Xingsun was desperately trying to figure out the identity of the woman in front of him.

Black smoke rose from the mouths, noses, and ears of Xi Xibal and Liu Yezhi.

"Ugh, hmm."

As the smoke came out, Xi Xibal and Liu Yezhi began to regain consciousness with a groan.

The two, with a bewildered expression, held on to the coffin and struggled to get up.

Although their surroundings did not easily come into view due to the pouring headache and the pain felt throughout their bodies, they, seeing the mysterious man and woman who were hiding their appearance with a mask and a mask, immediately jumped up.

"Who are you!"

The two, who had suffered a great disaster in front of the master of the So family manor, immediately tried to draw the swords at their waists, but realizing that there were no swords, they immediately changed their posture.

Although there were no swords, they had no intention of being subdued by them obediently.

"Aren't you being too harsh to your saviors?"

However, at Tu Xingsun's grumbling, the scenery around them finally began to come into view.

In the surroundings, which had been messed up by the aftermath of the battle, a broken carriage, shattered bone fragments, and corpses were scattered.

Moreover, the appearance of the two people who were hiding their identity, who were not hostile to them and were not attacking them, added credibility to their words.

Indeed, thinking that they were the saviors who had saved them from a crisis, as Tu Xingsun had said, Xi Xibal cupped his fists towards them.

"Saviors! Thank you for your help."

Liu Yezhi also grasped the situation, just like Xi Xibal.

But even in his daze, something that did not go away was bothering his mind.

"Sect Leader Xi, wait a moment..."

Liu Yezhi, instinctively, stepped forward in front of Xi Xibal and stood in front of him as if to protect him.

Although he had been helplessly subdued without being able to move a finger against the master of the So family manor and had not been able to protect Xi Xibal, he could not be helplessly defeated this time either.

"What on earth are you plotting, Tu Xingsun!"

No matter how much one covers one's face, one cannot hide one's voice.

At Liu Yezhi's one word, Tu Xingsun, realizing that he had not acted carefully, obediently took off his mask.

(End of Chapter)