Birds everywhere hunted and killed locusts. Huge swarms quickly vanished, and the people watched with exhilaration. By nightfall, the birds were exhausted and flew back to the mountains and forests to rest. Yet no one noticed a locust crawl out of the soil, look around, then spread its wings and fly toward the capital.
The locust flew through the night until it was utterly exhausted. After eating some grass leaves, it burrowed back into the ground. In this way, hiding by day and traveling by night, it took three days to reach the capital.
After flying over the city wall, it headed straight for Huguo Temple.
It passed through the massive temple grounds and flew into Huguo Temple's main hall. It paused on a window, saw the Imperial Preceptor sitting on a meditation cushion chanting sutras, then flew over and landed on the floor before him.
The Imperial Preceptor paused in the middle of his chanting and slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the locust before him, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You only have a wisp of your remnant soul left?"
He raised a hand and sent a stream of spiritual power into the locust's body. Nourished by that power, a remnant soul flew out of the locust and took the form of the Locust God. However, the Locust God was now no more than a phantom.
The moment the Locust God saw the Imperial Preceptor, he wailed, "Imperial Preceptor, save me!"
The Imperial Preceptor looked at him and said gravely, "How did you end up like this? You lost your true body, and even your Divine Position is gone?"
"It was those damned Bird Immortals, and that Grand City God," the Locust God said mournfully.
The Imperial Preceptor was slightly stunned. "Bird Immortals? Grand City God?! Explain in