Ten Thousand Immortals Wall

That was straying a little far from the point. In any case, it had all happened at least three or four hundred years ago.

"And later came the great calamity of heaven and earth, and spiritual energy waned. Even the City God's divine order could barely hold on... By the way, do you know who the City God of Lower River is?"

"I do. He's Fan Xuan, the founding ancestor of the Fan Household!" Tang Changsheng nodded.

Ordinary people might not know that. But if a power like the General's Temple did not, it would be a joke!

"That's right. In the past, when members of the three households died, they received shelter and favorable treatment in the City God's underworld court. But the City God's divine order grew weaker and weaker, until it was clearly on the verge of collapse..." It was only then that the three families' ancestors went to the General's Temple and asked the Mages there to use their Taoist arts to deliver them...

"So the ancestors of the three households came to the General's Temple and asked its masters to use their Daoist arts to guide the dead..."

Tang Changsheng started. "How do you know all this so clearly? Could you be the three households' current..."

As an heir to the General's Temple, Tang Changsheng naturally knew these matters inside and out.

In fact, the General's Temple and the three households had not gotten along well at first. There had been plenty of friction and conflict between them.

Back then, members of the three households had the protection of the City God's underworld court. They had not thought much of the General's Temple...

Only when the City God's underworld court declined and could no longer use the power of accumulated virtue to shelter their ancestors