One slash took his head off. The spurting blood confirmed to Lin Feng that this member of the Jin Family was alive.
But his mind was no different from a madman's, filled with nothing but the urge to attack. Communication was impossible.
Disturbed by the noise, the "Jin Family members" soaking in the Divine Spring within the Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands also began to stir.
Lin Feng stood beside the spring and dealt with them.
He watched as the decapitated Jin Family members remained active.
They milled around him like headless flies, their hair and nails still long.
It was a chilling sight.
Lin Feng suppressed them with [fa], one of the Land God's Six Tones.
Even with their heads intact, these Jin Family members had already become ominous creatures.
They deserved to fall into the Underworld, never to be reborn.
Lin Feng transformed his hand into a great bell and walked on, striking it as he went.
The dead became deities.
The living became Uncanny.
The ancestors buried above this great clan, the Jin Family, were "enjoying their blessings."
The clouds here also swirled, revolving around Meteorites at their cores.
The center of this grotto-heaven imitated Maoshan's Ascension Terrace. In a system that took the Central Mao Lord, the Sixth Right Forbidden Attendant and True Lord Who Determines the Registers, as its principal deity, this was where that deity had attained immortality and the Dao.
This True Lord, the Central Mao Lord, was the owner of the great seal Lin Feng had seen in the South Seas.
He climbed the steps and reached the Ascension Terrace.
There were cold but unspoiled offerings here—ordinary offerings—and a sacrificial invocation lay atop them.
Lin Feng shook off the Incense Offerings and picked it up.
A certain year, month, and day—the date appeared