When Zhang Yang saw the dozens of ghosts, he was stunned.
What was going on?
Where had the people of the Ghost Realm gone?
The ghosts had died, yet they were not entering reincarnation...
"What is this?" Zhang Yang hurriedly asked. "Did you detain them?"
You were told to protect the mountains and rivers, to protect living beings—not to protect ghosts!
If this turned into a struggle with the Ghost Sovereign Realm over the Reincarnation Authority, wouldn't something disastrous happen?
The Cangwu Mountain God said with a bitter smile, "These people all died nearby. After they died, they did not know what had happened either, and they came to my Bright Yang Mountain.
"It would not be right to drive them away, nor would it be right to keep them. I also had no idea how to deal with them.
"I was worrying over whether I should ask His Majesty to inquire with your Azure Cloud Sect when you happened to arrive.
"You are the Divine Lord's disciple. Why don't you make the call?"
What he truly feared was Azure Cloud Master's reproach.
The Divine Dao had only just been established, and all the mountain gods were still muddling their way through everything.
Just like how Cangwu had built pavilions and towers, recruited maids and servants—he had agonized over it for a long time before doing so.
Because no one knew whether such things were right...
Now that people had died and become ghosts, should gods look after them? Should they protect them...
What if these ghosts did something harmful? What then?
Now that Zhang Yang had arrived, the Cangwu Mountain God had finally found a solution.
In his eyes, Zhang Yang was their Divine Lord's disciple. Whatever decision Zhang Yang made, any blame would fall on Zhang Yang's head