We shared a golden cup, but our blades showed no mercy.
Lin Feng knew there was no chance of peaceful coexistence between him and the Li Family Ancestral Shrine before him.
Their values were nowhere near aligned.
Besides, Lin Feng genuinely could not stomach whatever was in that steamer.
He was not a true Shang Dynasty priest.
Nor was he a true Nature God.
Much less an ancestral spirit.
Unless someone stuffed another personality into his body.
Otherwise, Lin Feng could never share the Sacrifice with the priest before him without batting an eye.
He chose another path.
Persuasion through reason.
A sudden, violent attack!
The South Seas Jianmu was different from the other materials. It could serve as a vessel for runes of power. With the True Form Diagram of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai) inscribed on it, the South Seas Jianmu had undergone many unimaginable changes.
The first change was in its material.
It was made of palm wood.
Yet now, it had taken on the texture of hardwood.
More importantly, as the True Form Diagram of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai) was engraved into it, all the power the Black Wizard had painstakingly infused into the wood manifested, was repelled by the diagram, and dripped out.
Drop by drop, like thick, disgusting black blood.
It fell to the ground and turned into Maggots, which Lin Feng crushed underfoot.
Whether here or in the game, the True Form Diagram of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai) was a versatile power. Engraved on a wooden plaque, it could ward off evil and protect a home.
Used as a weapon, it was quite effective too.
He used it to suppress the uncanny being before him, swinging his arm without bothering with Swordsmanship or staff techniques. He simply wielded