Who Was Worthy to Share the Offerings

Night fell, yet the vast Langtian City blazed with trees of fire and flowers of silver. Lights shone brilliantly everywhere, displaying the flourishing splendor of the Middle Land.

The continent temple's layered palaces and halls also lit lamp after lamp, blending into the night in a hazy, profound vista.

Feng Ji, the Guest Welcomer subordinate god, appeared on time. Standing outside a side hall, he tilted his head slightly as he looked at the valiant, domineering merman figure at the entrance, a trace of inexplicable meaning flashing through his eyes.

Such excellent ancestral-return blood food and human sacrifice—who knows whose household it will fall into. Hopefully, I'll get a share when the time comes.

Feng Ji's gaze swept silently over the merman before he turned to Li Qingyun in the hall and said with a beaming smile, "Domain Lord Qingyun, the stone-appreciation gathering has begun. The Saint Venerable invites you!"

Before his words had faded, a graceful, divine figure suddenly appeared before Feng Ji. Perhaps it had stirred up some strange wind, for all the lights in the courtyard went out at once with a whoosh.

Daoist Lord Feng Ji was inexplicably startled, a chill creeping over his heart for no reason.

"Domain Lord Qingyun, the continent temple is enormous, with palaces crisscrossing in a complex maze. Please follow me! As for Lord Quan, there is actually no need for him to go over..."

In the darkened night, Daoist Lord Feng Ji looked at the young domain lord before him. There was a faint smile on his face, his eyes cold as jade, yet his features seemed strangely hazy and could not be seen clearly.

He assumed it was due to the sudden darkness and gave it no further thought. Calling out once, he led the way ahead.

"Yes, the