God Summoning

"Um?"

The Daoist priest "Chen Yan" paused slightly, as if sensing something. Just as he was about to speak, another noise came from below. He immediately fell silent, his voice becoming a thin line that reached Qiu Yan's ears.

"This humble Daoist has no ill intentions towards you, young master. Our journey together is merely a coincidence. Once we reach Wuxin City, the truth will be revealed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yan flipped his hand, pinched a talisman between two fingers, and then the talisman spontaneously combusted. Ripples spread across his body, gradually disappearing until he was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmm? This is a talisman? I wonder if it records Curse Arts or Dao Arts."

Qiu Yan tried to see with his naked eye, to sense with his senses, and even to use his Spirit Eye Art to investigate, but he couldn't find the slightest clue.

However, thanks to the Domain of Law of the statue inside the inn, he could still vaguely sense that Chen Yan had not actually left. He was still standing in the same spot, but his figure, Qi and Blood and qi, energy and aura were all gathered into a single mass, contained and solidified, without any leakage. To ordinary people, he was just like a stone by the roadside.

"What exactly is this Daoist priest's purpose? Could he also be after Mountain-Passing Great King?"

As Qiu Yan was thinking, a heavy thud sounded behind him, followed by a deep, muffled voice.

"Young Master Qiu, what are you doing on this rooftop so late?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yan turned around, looked at Niu Meng's somewhat simple and honest face, and laughed, "Brother Niu, Song Nu should have told you some things. Are you afraid I'll run away?"

Niu Meng looked around a few times after hearing this, and then said, "It's windy tonight, I'll stay here with you, young master."

"Never mind, let's go down." Qiu Yan shook his head, realizing that although Niu Meng was a demon, he was also a monstrous demon, so he said no more.

Once back in his room, he lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and gradually calmed down. The Earthly Soul Bookshelf rotated within his soul, releasing a faint aura that stabilized his spirit, and the weakness he had felt over the past few days quickly faded away.

The frustration caused by the ambush had vanished, and vaguely, his Living Soul felt somewhat translucent. With a thought, Qiu Yan grasped a certain thread.

"Earthly Soul, Grudges, Karma, Heavenly Soul..."

These words flashed through his mind, and his thoughts immediately cleared.

"We definitely need to go to Wuxin City. Only after we've completed all these steps can we see the way forward."

With various thoughts swirling in his mind, he suddenly took a book out of the bundle by his bedside.

The book looks quite ordinary, except that the stitching is as black as ink.

Looking at the book, Qiu Yan thought of the shadowy figure that had troubled him and ultimately ended up on the History Section Bookshelf.

"That dark figure should be the Heart Demon, most likely Tang Lai's doing. I probably attained enlightenment in Third Young Master Pan's dream, which exposed me. However, although he discovered me, he didn't come looking for me. Was he worried about the Dragon Court's Fortune, or did he want to wipe us all out in one fell swoop? After all, there was also Wolf Demon involved that day, and behind that Wolf Demon, isn't that Mountain-Passing Great King?"

At this moment, the dark figure still resided on a bookshelf, but this bookshelf was no longer the History Section Bookshelf; instead, it was a tall bookshelf formed from divine power, ten zhang high, and translucent and radiant.

Before the bookshelf sat the silent deity.

One after another, Incense Thoughts swirled around the deity's body, gathering and dispersing uncertainly. A faint divine Divine Rank filled the surroundings, as if an invisible domain had been set up around them, making it difficult for mortals to approach.

Before the true form of the deity, a phantom was slowly coalescing.

Suddenly!

Shock!

The bookshelf shook, and a dark shadow twisted and turned within it, roaring as if it were a ferocious beast fighting for its life, trying to break free of its cage.

Sensing the movement, the deity opened its eyes, its Domain of Law flowing, and it detected a faint connection between the dark figure on the bookshelf and the surrounding mountains—a connection that was both subtle and intertwined.

"This dark figure has become connected to the demonic marks on the mountain peak. If there are no surprises, it is the Heart Demon that the Metropolitan City God, judging from the situation, this Heart Demon has no intelligence, but instinctively wants to break free, devouring the Incense Thoughts in the room, eroding and corrupting it! It can be described as the Great Cheng of negative emotions, strange and inexplicable!"

Thinking this, the eyes of the deity flickered with glimmers of light, constantly shifting and disappearing, each a fleeting thought.

"I don't know if my plan will succeed. If it does, the benefits will be considerable, but just in case, I need to have a backup plan..."

As he was thinking, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he sensed a change in the Netherworld Domain outside, with a familiar aura seeping in.

"I've been waiting for almost half a month, and it's finally here."

With a whisper, the deity himself raised his hand and grabbed the illusory figure that was condensing in mid-air. The illusory figure had already revealed a blurry outline, and it turned out to be a book.

Then the deity swung his arm, and the ten-zhang-tall bookshelf behind him rose from the ground, along with the black shadow inside, which quickly shrank, lunged forward, and merged into the phantom of the books.

The illusory figure trembled, solidified considerably, and transformed into a scroll.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Qiu Yan himself took to the air and flew straight out of the pavilion. Looking into the distance, he saw a figure gleaming with cold light ten miles away. Who else could it be but Yin Xiao'e, clad in battle armor?

With a thought, his Divine Body flew, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Yin Xiao'e.

After glancing at the deity in person, her gaze fell on the scroll. Yin Xiao'e nodded. "Your progress is much faster than I expected, which saves you some trouble."

"Come in and talk."

The deity extended an invitation, and the two deities simultaneously descended into the courtyard of the pavilion.

As soon as Yin Xiao'e landed, she raised her hand and pointed, and two beams of light scattered from her fingertips. After landing, they turned into two figures, namely Bai Wenpan and Huang Jue.

Huang Jue had already returned to human form, his body shimmering with a faint white light, and he had actually recovered his Seventh Grade Divine Rank.

With a quick scan, Qiu Yan realized that this Seventh Grade Divine Rank was merely a trick. It was an empty shell forcibly condensed by Yin Xiao'e using Incense Faith and divine power to allow Huang Jue to enter it. However, without incense offerings, it was ultimately a rootless tree. Once the divine power was exhausted, it would revert to its original form.

"It turns out that she spent half a month reconstructing a Divine Body for Huang Jue, expending an unknown amount of Incense Divine Power, but it was not in vain that Huang Jue's loyalty to her was not in vain."

While Qiu Yan was still thinking, Yin Xiao'e on the other side pointed again, shooting out another beam of light.

The beam of light spun in mid-air, condensing into a ball of radiance, and floated before the deity's true form. Then, Yin Xiao'e said, "This contains the address of the ruins and a Divine Summoning Method. It can transcend distances to call upon and draw upon the gods, but it consumes a great deal of energy. This ball of divine power I've condensed can only be used two or three times."

"Divine Summoning Method?" The deity himself frowned. "Metropolitan City God, what are your plans...?"

Yin Xiao'e didn't mince words. "You are a born deity who has been stripped of your divine authority and can move freely, but I am still a conferred deity with my own rules and regulations, and cannot easily leave my jurisdiction, so I have no choice but to resort to this tactic."