Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 65 - 61: Red Smoke Realm [5000-word Mega - !]_3

Using only two grand but shallow magic techniques to move several large rocks, he quickly found himself unable to sustain the effort—it was painfully inadequate.

"You can see this divine being?"

The Evil Ghost General, who had been watching Lu Qingfeng, suddenly noticed that Lu Qingfeng was looking back at him for the second time, a smile that was not quite a smile on his face. Realizing that his own form had been seen, his mouth opened and closed, emitting a chillingly eerie sound.

"Divine?"

Lu Qingfeng was taken aback.

A mere wild ghost daring to claim the title of deity?

"Disrespect towards the divines!"

"Death!"

The Evil Ghost General, apparently not in full possession of his senses, saw that Lu Qingfeng did not respond, and with a fierce and hideous expression, lunged at him. In an instant, the thunder ceased, the light returned, and only a succession of ghostly chills rushed toward him.

"Good."

"Time for you to witness the true power of the Thunder Skill!"

Lu Qingfeng, undodging and unyielding, smiled and rubbed his hands together. A thunderbolt fell from the clear sky, striking directly above the Evil Ghost General's head.

Boom!

The thunder shook vigorously, filled with righteousness, the nemesis of ghostly beings.

The Evil Ghost General, looking ferocious, could not withstand even a single bolt. His ghostly aura dissipated under the splendid thunder, scattering tracelessly from his body, which was also torn asunder, dispersing between heaven and earth without a trace!

With the Evil Ghost dissipated, Lu Qingfeng paid him no further mind.

In the wild mountains, it was not unusual for lonely spirits and wild ghosts to roam. Though the Evil Ghost General had possessed a few more tricks than ordinary evil ghosts, he still amounted to nothing significant.

"Eh?"

Just as he was about to leave, Lu Qingfeng's gaze flickered and caught sight of a sparkle where the Evil Ghost General had vanished. Fixing his eyes, he saw a dim light falling into the grass. The light was faint, easy to overlook if one was not paying attention.

"What is this?"

Lu Qingfeng reached out and grabbed the object in his hand.

It appeared to be a talisman, yet also seemed to be a kind of divine seal, with light flickering and mysterious characters similar to Erosion Text flowing within it.

If it had been mere Erosion Text, Lu Qingfeng might have recognized one or two characters, but this text was far more complex. Merely glancing at it made his head reel and his vision blur. Alarmed, he quickly averted his gaze.

[Divine Seal: Containing Divine Dao Talisman, commanding a divine domain.]

A light of spirit flashed in Lu Qingfeng's eyes, his Heavenly Eye Skill activated, and immediately a piece of information fed back from this halo of light.

"Divine Seal!"

Lu Qingfeng was momentarily stunned, then fell into thought.

In the Red Smoke Realm, immortals and divines ruled together.

Immortals.

These were the Immortal Sects, cultivators alike to the two previous lives of cultivation Lu Qingfeng had experienced.

And the divines were the divine beings.

Some were ordained or granted divine positions by the Immortal Sects, or bestowed magical positions from the Heavenly Court—these were the orthodox divine beings.

Apart from these, there were historical figures and officials who, after their deaths, became spirits revered in shrines, or natural spirits merging with mountains or rivers, or outright fiends and spirits deceiving naive villagers to gain offerings of incense fire.

These latter three were not recognized by the orthodox Divine Dao and promoting a faith or enjoying offerings of incense without sanction often led to suppression by both the paths of immortals and gods.

These so-called Evil Gods or Wild Gods refer to such entities.

But if they obtained a decree from the Immortal Sect, or an ordination from the Heavenly Court to a proper position, immediately, they became part of the orthodox Divine Dao!

Among these, the first two scenarios were the easiest to gain legitimacy, being accepted by both Immortal Sects and the Divine Dao.

The last case—gaining a decree or official divine position—was tough. Many were targeted by expeditions of the Divine Dao or wandering cultivators of the Immortal Sects, serving as opportunities for cultivation merits.

Lu Qingfeng was unsure of the origin of the Divine Seal in his hand.

Considering the conduct of the Evil Ghost General, the latter possibility seemed most likely.

"Divine Dao."

"Divine beings."

With a movie in his heart, Lu Qingfeng clutched the Divine Seal and hastened up the mountain.

Near the mountainside, he came upon a very simple clay temple. The temple was barely three feet high, with three sides open to the wind and leaking rain from all sides, in utter disrepair. Inside was a clay statue of a general, bearing some resemblance to the Evil Ghost General Lu Qingfeng had destroyed.

It must be the insignificant Wild God's temple.

"With a temple here, it seems there are people nearby. Does the presence of a Wild God imply that this area lacks Immortal Sects and cultivators are rare?"

Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but speculate.

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In fact, he had felt this premonition earlier. In these deep woods, the Spiritual Energy was not particularly dense—certainly better than natural environments in the Upper Sun Country but far less than Yuan Yi Mountain in his third life in the Bingling Realm.

Even the Dilapidated Small Sects or Floating Lotus Wanderers would likely not wish to cultivate here.

"Perhaps—"

Lu Qingfeng glanced at the temple once more, then at the Divine Seal in his hand, and made up his mind.