Chapter 76: We Are the Descendants of the Gods

"Where did you get that idea?"

"Do you not know how dangerous that thought of yours is?"

As the only friend Xuan Hui had in the Ghost Fang State, E Tu was genuinely terrified for him.

Once this heretical thought spreads.

Xuan Hui would undoubtedly become a thorn in the eyes of the Five Directional Gods, to be eliminated without delay.

"Some days ago, feeling lost, I went to seek out clues and traces left behind by the former High Priest."

Gazing deeply at the distant Priest Terrace, Xuan Hui murmured with an unchanged expression.

"You Xiao was once the most outstanding of all the High Priests in the Ghost Fang State's history..."

"... even earning the simultaneous approval of the other four gods besides the one you serve..."

"But his defection was shrouded in mystery; to this day, no one knows the true reason for his betrayal."

As Xuan Hui spoke, he reached into his robes and pulled out a scroll of books that had clearly been repaired.

"I found this at his old residence; it is a scroll that should have been destroyed."

"Perhaps they were careless, or perhaps the searchers back then could not bear to destroy this scroll..."

"In any case, this scroll eventually fell into my hands, allowing me to see the true nature of the Five Directional Gods."

Upon hearing this, E Tu immediately looked at that book.

Unfortunately, just like Xi Luo, the great illiterate, E Tu also could not read.

"What does this book record?"

Fortunately, E Tu never hid his curiosity, asking straight to the point.

"This book records a realm called 'Great Xia', a state in the Central Plains located ten thousand li away from the Ghost Fang State."

"In that Central Plains state, the Lord of the State is the supreme existence."

"Priests, and even the gods, must obey the Lord of the State's commands."

"When the Lord of the State is displeased, he commands the priests to chant his merits day and night, rather than spreading the faith and majesty of the gods."

"This book also says that the gods were originally nothing more than our ancestors..."

"Or rather, we are all the descendants of the gods, not lambs tamed by the gods."

After a slight pause in his voice, Xuan Hui spoke again in a low tone.

"The book I have now is actually incomplete; much of the latter part has been torn away."

"I suspect what is recorded there is the 'Method of Becoming a God', which is also the true reason for You Xiao's mysterious defection."

"He wanted to become a god with a mortal body, to become a new Five Directional God..."

"For this, You Xiao was even willing to risk the possibility of being spurned by the Five Directional Gods, forcibly taking away the Prison Soul Cauldron."

Until Xuan Hui had finished speaking completely, E Tu could not snap out of his daze.

Because the words the other spoke, and the amount of information exposed, completely exceeded the scope E Tu's brain could bear or understand.

"So... why are you telling me these things?"

Struggling to open his mouth, E Tu could only look at Xuan Hui in shock and ask.

"Because I need the help of the 'Red-Haired Ghost', and you happen to be able to help me."

Hiding nothing of his purpose, Xuan Hui turned around very solemnly, as if his conversation partner were not E Tu.

"After the Haotian Clan returned, they issued a divine oracle, stating that a 'Red-Haired Ghost' was born in the Hundred Lands Mountains, and we must make every effort to subdue it."

"If the subjugation of the Red-Haired Ghost succeeds, the Five Directional Gods will even overlook the sin of our losing the Prison Soul Cauldron."

"This is also the reason why the Lord of the State and the others have become so mad."

"I do not know why the Five Directional Gods would value that Red-Haired Ghost, but I know this is my opportunity."

His voice gradually became manic, and the smile on his face grew more unrestrained...

At this moment, Xuan Hui seemed to see, through E Tu, that Red-Haired Mad Ghost whose whole body was burning with flames.

"I can tell you where the Spirit Soul of the Spring God, Nü Man, is located..."

"And what you must do is very simple: help me destroy this increasingly mad sacrificial ritual!"

The location of Nü Man's Spirit Soul was actually not very hidden.

At least for the priests of the Ghost Fang State, a god's soul—even a imprisoned god's soul—could only be enshrined at the altar of a temple.

The temple altar is located at the very rear of the entire Sacrificial Terrace.

That was the original ancestral temple of the Ghost Fang State, and also the shrine hall enshrining the countless heroic ancestors of the Ghost Fang tribe.

It was precisely due to the sacrifice of those heroic ancestors.

That the Ghost Fang State grew from an initial small tribe into a regional state ruling a territory today.

The Five Directional Gods are enshrined in the central position of this ancestral temple shrine hall.

"I can only bring you this far; I do not yet have the qualification to enter the ancestral temple shrine hall."

Standing outside the great door of the ancestral temple shrine hall, Xuan Hui said this in a low voice.

And on Xuan Hui's shoulder, E Tu, who had transformed into a sleepy bug, nodded, not demanding any more.

After all, Xuan Hui had already diverted many guards for him along the way.

Otherwise, even knowing the location of Nü Man's Spirit Soul in advance, it would not have been so simple for E Tu to sneak in.

"Then I wish you all the best in advance."

Just like the vast majority of candidate priests.

Xuan Hui merely gazed from afar at the Five Directional Gods in the ancestral temple shrine hall, then turned and left directly.

Seeing this scene, the nearby guards merely exchanged a glance and smiled, paying it no mind at all.

Let alone a candidate priest like Xuan Hui.

Even the true priests come to this Ancestral Temple Hall from time to time to admire the elegance of their ancestors; the guards are long accustomed to it.

This is the ancestral land of the Guifang State; since its establishment, no outsider has ever broken in here.

Buzzzzzz...

Slipping silently into the Ancestral Temple Hall, E Tu alerted no one the entire way.

However, only after entering the interior of the Ancestral Temple Hall did E Tu realize just how vast this place truly was.

Over a thousand spirit tablets were arranged in the very center of the Ancestral Temple Hall.

Beneath the spirit tablets lay skulls, each clearly meticulously maintained.

That was a custom inherited by the Guifang State since the tribal era.

They believed the skull was the dwelling place of the ancestors' souls, a necessary object that must be enshrined together with their names and deeds.

To state it without exaggeration, even if those thousand skulls were piled up at random, they would form a terrifying spectacle of skulls.

Let alone arranged in such an orderly and neat fashion beneath the spirit tablets as they are now.

With just a simple visual estimate, those skulls occupied one-third of the main hall's area, fully several hundred square meters.

Gazing along the spirit tablets and skulls toward both sides, what appeared in E Tu's view were the representative objects of powers, states, and deities once defeated by the Guifang State.

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