White smoke churned, taking the shape of a human figure that beckoned to them.
This figure had three heads and six arms.
"How strange. An aberration can actually speak!"
The Princess Consort said solemnly, "This is not an aberration. It is a ghost god!"
A ghost god?
Chu Qing frowned.
He had read in certain books:
In ancient times, when demon gods died, they became ghost gods.
Some ancient strange people would also become ghost gods after death.
Weren't these merely myths and legends?
Those people and those events were far too distant from the present.
The so-called ghost gods had long since vanished into the river of history.
How could one still exist?
White smoke curled through the air as a voice rang out. "Everyone... though I am a ghost god, I do not eat flesh and blood."
"Lesser Thunder Sound Mountain will be my sacred ground from now on!"
"You are all welcome to visit!"
The Princess Consort smiled. "No problem!"
"We will come in the future!"
The white smoke swirled. "Can't you go up the mountain now?"
"It has been a very, very long time since I last spoke with anyone!"
"We can drink tea, listen to pleasing silk and bamboo music, chat about life, and discuss the world as it is today."
The Princess Consort smiled. "I'm sorry!"
"We have matters to attend to, so we'll be leaving first!"
"If there is a chance in the future, we'll come find you!"
Chu Qing suddenly moved.
He seized the Princess Consort with one hand and Madam Shi with the other, retreating at top speed.
He moved so fast that he directly reached five times the speed of sound.
Only after they had gone far away did sonic booms erupt where they had stood.
The figure formed from