This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

Zheng Zhuang never expected that he would die right after displaying his divine power and being worshipped by everyone!

What the hell? If there's no audience, who are they trying to impress?

Zhou Quan slowly collapsed in front of Zheng Zhuang, and in the blink of an eye, he was lifeless.

Zheng Zhuang felt the sword of his primordial spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness "whoosh" up, indicating that he was not satisfied with the result.

That stinky spider, it really knows how to stir things up!

Just then, a faint phantom appeared on Zhou Quan's body. It looked slightly different from when he was alive, and seemed to have a more refined air about it.

Compared to the souls of ordinary people, Zhou Quan's soul had a faint golden light emanating from its heart, which was presumably what was called "kindness".

Am I already dead?

Zhou Quan looked around blankly, his gaze finally settling on the corpse on the ground.

Zheng Zhuang nodded seriously: "That's right, completely dead!"

Zhou Quan looked bewildered. At that moment, a completely emotionless voice rang in his ear:

“Zhou Quan, your lifespan in this life has come to an end. Come with us.”

Two figures in black robes appeared silently behind Zhou Quan, their bodies radiating a dense aura of yin energy that made even Zhou Quan, in his soul form, feel an indescribable chill.

"Are you two underworld messengers?"

Zheng Zhuang was quite curious. Today had truly been an eye-opening experience; he had seen both human souls and the legendary underworld messengers.

Because Zheng Zhuang's magical powers had been restrained, the two underworld officials initially thought he was just a mortal.

One of the underworld messengers was the first to realize that there was no one else around, and that the earth-shattering spell just now was most likely the work of the person in front of him.

He quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Immortal Master. We are underworld messengers from Jiankang City. I am Zhang San and this is Li Si. We were blind and did not know you were here in person. Please forgive us."

Zheng Zhuang nodded slightly. Judging from the two people's auras, although they were special, they were not strong.

Where are you taking him?

Another underworld messenger, Li Si, also realized what was happening and explained:

“Zhou Quan is a rare ‘nine-generation virtuous person.’ Shangguan has already made arrangements. If he wants to be reincarnated, he will be chosen from a prominent family. If he is willing, he can also serve under the local City God.”

Zheng Zhuang pondered for a moment, then turned to Zhou Quan and asked, "Do you have any regrets in this life?"

Zhou Quan was taken aback at first, then sighed:

"Although these villagers killed innocent children, they were always kind to me; although Ah Xiu wanted to rip out my heart, she made me experience a rare warmth. To be honest, I don't really hate them. I think it's a fitting end for me to die here. After all, I have many beautiful memories here."

"If there's anything I regret, it's that I'd rather not know the truth and die happily; that wouldn't be such a bad thing. Of course, I don't mean to blame the immortal. If you hadn't intervened, Ah Xiu might have harmed even more people."

"This is a bit tricky! Well, come with me somewhere then." Zheng Zhuang patted his forehead and pointed at Zhou Quan's soul. "Back!"

To the astonishment of Zhang San and Li Si, Zhou Quan's lifeless body twitched slightly, and then he actually stood up unsteadily.

"I... am alive?"

"This……"

The two underworld officials were shocked. They had a special sensitivity to souls. After a person died, even if the soul was forcibly reintroduced into the body, it would feel awkward, as if it had entered someone else's body.

But if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would probably think that Zhou Quan was still alive.

"You wish! I am merely allowing your soul to temporarily return to your body; you can think of it as a final burst of energy before death."

Zheng Zhuang summoned his flying sword, grabbed Zhou Quan by the collar, and lifted him up. The two of them flew up together.

"Both of you may come along!"

Seeing that Zheng Zhuang had taken Zhou Quan away, Zhang San and Li Si wanted to stop him but didn't dare. They were worried about not being able to explain themselves when they got back, so they quickly followed after hearing this. They were also curious about what Zheng Zhuang wanted to do.

For Zhou Quan, the village seemed far from Qiuming Mountain, but with the speed of a flying sword, he arrived in no time.

Qiuming Mountain remained as tranquil as ever. Two mounds of earth stood beside the mountain god temple, burying Zhou Quan's two companions. Due to the urgency of the situation, they could only be buried hastily.

Zheng Zhuang looked into the mountain god temple but did not find Qin Ming's body.

He nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that Wu Dang was quite environmentally conscious and did not abandon the body.

Aside from the risk of bacteria growth, what if someone else happens to pass by at night? Wouldn't they be scared to death?

Zhou Quan stared blankly at the two small mounds of earth, feeling a pang of sadness. Everything had changed since the arrival of this mountain god temple.

First, Zhang Fugui and Qiangzi turned into monsters and were killed by them. Then, they encountered bandits and soldiers down the mountain, and only he and Lao Wang were left.

Now, even he and Old Wang are dead.

These traveling merchants, like him, had only settled in that village in recent years. He recalled that Old Wang had said something was wrong, and at that time Old Wang should still be alive.

Old Wang was different from him; he liked to visit people's homes, so he knew more about what was happening in the village.

However, it was precisely because Lao Wang discovered the anomaly that he was ultimately harmed by A Xiu.

Zhou Quan didn't know why Zheng Zhuang had brought him here; he was already dead, so he didn't care.

The two underworld messengers were a little slow and arrived after a while.

"What brings you here, Immortal Master?" Zhang San asked respectfully.

Zheng Zhuang did not answer, but instead carefully sensed the power of faith within his body.

Just as Zheng Zhuang had predicted, after killing Ah Xiu, the power of faith in Ah Xiu's body was transferred to him.

But what I didn't expect was that Ah Xiu's faith power was several times that of Qin Ming's, no wonder she was so arrogant.

At this moment, this power of faith had not yet merged with Zheng Zhuang's, and could barely be separated.

Zheng Zhuang had this bold idea because of the power of faith, which is unique to cultivators of the divine path, and the mountain god can also be considered a cultivator of the divine path.

That's right! He wants to be deified!

With his own power, he appointed an ordinary mortal as a mountain god!

He used this reason to appease the sword of his primordial spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Such an astonishing idea was something Dongfang Wuming would never have dared to dream of in his lifetime!

You can feel the intense fluctuations in the sword of primordial spirit; it is excited, expectant, and even a little afraid, because no one knows what the outcome will be!

Such an offense against the majesty of heaven and earth might even directly summon a heavenly calamity, annihilating Zhengzhuang and itself simultaneously!

But after a moment, it was filled with excitement. After all, Dongfang Wuming was already dead, so what if a trace of obsession dissipated?

Zheng Zhuang was also unaware of this, but for some reason, once he had this thought, he couldn't suppress it.

Then we'll just have to put on a show!

Zheng Zhuang pressed his hand against Zhou Quan's forehead and poured the separated power of faith into his body.

Then Zheng Zhuang soared into the air, his hands forming a hand seal, his tone filled with undeniable authority, and chanted:

"In my name, I hereby appoint Zhou Quan, a virtuous man of nine generations, as the Mountain God of Qiuming Mountain. By imperial decree!"