God in Human Flesh (PK Day, Please Read This Chapter!)

A thousand years ago, a war broke out in the Central Continent Plains.

During that war, the Witch of the Huai River led her tribe to migrate to these Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

At that time, these Hundred Lands Mountain Range were still the domain of spirits and wild beasts, and even Mountain Folk rarely chose to settle in such a harsh place.

According to legend, the Hundred Lands Mountain Range were just a rainforest back then.

Towering trees and ferocious wild animals are everywhere, and the warm, humid environment creates an extremely complex ecosystem.

In this world where everything possesses divinity, this complex ecosystem naturally gave birth to a Savage Wilderness Ancient God — the Nüman.

Nüman is the Spring God of spring, symbolizing "spring" and a goddess of revival who brings life to all things.

However, unlike the gentle Spring God in everyone's impression, the Nüman is a truly cruel goddess.

When the Witch of the Huai River led her tribe to migrate here, the Nüman were the first of the hundred local deities to confront her.

From the most basic water source diversion to the cultivation of food crops...

Whatever the Witch of the Huai River wanted to do, the Nüman would openly oppose and interfere with her actions.

Unfortunately, the Nüman happened to be skilled in this area.

This caused the Witch of the Huai River a great deal of trouble, and they even considered whether to migrate again.

However, the Witch of the Huai River ultimately abandoned the idea.

Because these Hundred Lands Mountain Range were already a wild and untamed land.

Within a hundred miles, livestock have vanished; within a thousand miles, there is no sign of human habitation.

If they continue migrating south, they will truly be migrating into a forbidden zone for living beings.

Let alone a thousand years ago, even today, a thousand years later, the area south of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range is not a place where people can live.

Swamps abound, ferocious beasts roam freely, and there are also uncivilized creatures and deities...

Even Gods of the Five Directions ' caliber never considered expanding their territory to such a place.

Therefore, the determined Witch of the Huai River chose to fight the Nüman in the arena.

You want to change the river's course? Then I'll build dams and dikes...

If you leave the land barren, then I'll burn the wasteland to create farmland...

If you let the harvest fail, then I'll just gather resources and hunt...

In any case, the two sides went back and forth, fighting skills and magic, disturbing the peace of the entire Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

Finally, the Witch of the Huai River devised a plan to have a barbarian Nüman possess a human woman, thus limiting her abilities and authority and ending this endless battle of magic.

"That legend is actually true!?"

After You Chong's reminder, Muzheng naturally remembered the myth he had taken as a joke.

Originally a free-spirited and unrestrained god, he was imprisoned in a human body by a witch.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe that such a legend could actually be a true story?

"I never thought that after so much time, anyone would still remember me."

Now that things have come to this, the old woman no longer intends to hide it, but rather readily admits her identity.

"Since you are that legendary Nüman, why are you still protecting these Mountain Folk!"

"If the rumors are true, shouldn't you hate these people?"

Watching the bolts of lightning strike down, Muzheng no longer questioned the authenticity of those legends and myths.

After all, the Nüman were real, and the Witch of the Huai River who imprisoned them in a human body was also real.

Further speculation suggests that the Mountain Folk living in the Hundred Lands Mountain Range are most likely Hou Yi of the Witch of the Huai River Tribe.

From Muzheng's perspective, he found it hard to imagine that the Nüman of that time would choose to protect the Hou Yi of these Witch of the Huai River.

"Hatred?"

"I only hate that witch; what does it have to do with the people of Baidi?"

The old woman's voice sounded unusually cold and arrogant as she coldly watched the gathering Guirong Clan.

"Although I don't value faith and sacrifices as much as your Gods of the Five Directions..."

"But since you have coveted my territory, you must bear my wrath!"

"Now let me see how your Guifang Kingdom compares to that witch from a thousand years ago!"

Before she could finish speaking, the old woman suddenly took a step forward.

In an instant, massive plant roots emerged from the earth through the cracks in the ground.

These enormous plant roots are different from those of the Lightning-Attracting Tree; they are more like the vines that previously shielded the old woman from the attack.

These plant roots, like pythons, launched an attack, strangling the Guirong Clan in a highly efficient, simple, yet brutal manner.

"Ah!"

"Hateful!"

"Damn it..."

Caught off guard, nearly a quarter of the Guirong Clan perished in this sneak attack.

It can be said that in this short period of time, the number of casualties suffered by the Guirong Clan has already exceeded the total of the previous three years.

This is the difference between mortals and gods, and it is also the mainstream of this era.

"You Nüman! You've gone too far!"

His angry eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.

Muzheng's anger reached its peak at this moment.

These eight hundred Guirong Clan were not only the sacrificial army of the Guifang Kingdom, but also the offspring of the Guifang Kingdom's nobles, and even more so, the blood relatives of the Muzheng.

Such a massive loss would be absolutely unacceptable even within the Guifang Kingdom, which reveres violence and procreation.

"Oh, glorious Heaven, my the Unseen divine realm, the land of Guifang, bless my prosperity."

Suddenly tearing his clothes apart, Muzheng revealed the beast blood tattoo on his chest that symbolized the "Gods of the Five Directions".

Immediately afterwards, the sound of drums, which seemed to appear out of nowhere, resounded for several kilometers.

All the Guifang people within this area looked up and tore open their clothes in almost identical ways.

"May our ancestral spirits protect our land. The Guifang are ancient and enduring."

"Grant me courage and strength, grant me Divine Ability. I will be victorious in every battle, and neither Ghost God can stop me."

This time, it wasn't just Muzheng's voice that rang out, but the roar of all the remaining warriors of the Guirong Clan.

The fearless Guirong Clan is using their own blood to beg for blessings from the Gods of the Five Directions.

This was a sacrificial ritual, and also a way for the Guirong Clan to empower themselves with Divine Power.

Vortex... Vortex... Vortex...

A raging storm swept in from all directions, and the thunderclouds in the sky were quickly dispersed.

In a daze, a huge, invisible face emerged from the clouds, its piercing gaze fixed on the old woman below.

"Roaring Heaven Clan! This is my territory!"

Undeterred, the old woman looked up at the sky, her roar momentarily drowning out the roar of the storm.

Rumble...

The storm transformed into thunder, and lightning streaked across the sky.

Roaring Heaven Clan, one of the Gods of the Five Directions of the present day, is a deity that existed thousands of years ago, even earlier than Nüman.

Therefore, Roaring Heaven Clan chose to ignore the old woman's angry roar.

In an instant, the remaining three hundred-plus Guirong Clan, swept up by the storm, once again fiercely charged towards the old woman's location.

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