The divine man spoke entirely in spiritual language; he had done the same while conversing with Ban Lan along the way. Spiritual language could convey the deeper implications of a situation in the most direct manner.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu immediately understood from the spiritual semantics that this foreign god before him differed from those self-proclaimed divine lords of the god kingdoms he had encountered before. He was one who possessed a divine office.
A divine office was naturally conferred by a foreign god of a higher rank and greater might. This showed that the man had originally belonged to a divine system with clear hierarchies and divisions of duty.
Moreover, judging from the way this man knelt and paid homage, he was exceedingly practiced at it. Not only was this not his first time doing so, it also conformed to a certain set of rites.
Zhang Yu lowered his gaze and said, "Whom did you formerly worship?"
The divine man respectfully replied, "The ancient god."
Zhang Yu nodded. "What can you tell me about this ancient god?"
The divine man answered shamefully, "Apart from matters related to this lesser god's duties, I can say no more. I know only that I worship the ancient god. I cannot even pronounce the god's name."
He was not of the ancient god's own race, so the writings concerning the "higher god," as well as other important memories, had all been bestowed upon him.
Yet as the former ruler fell into slumber and perished, these things naturally vanished along with it. But because he still possessed a divine office, and because the earliest covenant still existed, he knew what he had to do and whom he had to worship. That was all.
Zhang Yu asked several more detailed questions and gained some