"How could there be so many Ghost Creatures in this city? Where had they come from?" Tang Changsheng felt a faint unease.
When something was amiss, a demon had to be behind it! Until Tang Changsheng found the cause of this strangeness, he could not put his mind at ease.
As the Ghost Soldiers roamed, they uncovered clues, and he followed them bit by bit.
Before he knew it, he had reached the vicinity of the Lower River City God Temple. The temple occupied a vast tract of land, and even in the darkness it radiated a solemn majesty.
Rarer still, a faint spiritual glow lingered over the place...
Many of the Ghost Gods of the Lower River City God's Netherworld Office had merely fallen into slumber. Not all of them had perished.
That alone put it far ahead of many great City God temples elsewhere in the Central Land...
Not to mention that one of its side halls now housed the Protector King Divine General of the General's Temple.
Tang Changsheng stood there for a moment. Finding nothing, he slipped away without a sound, disturbing no one.
He had no shortage of things to do. Since he could not find the cause anytime soon, he had no choice but to set the matter aside for now.
Not long after Tang Changsheng left the City God Temple, a dark figure appeared atop the main hall like a phantom. It watched him leave and remained motionless for a long time...
Tang Changsheng stood by the roadside for a while. Before long, a car pulled up. "Sect Leader!"
Da Xiang had come to pick him up in person!
Tang Changsheng nodded slightly, once again feeling how short-handed the General's Temple was.
When there was work to be done, disciples should shoulder it.