How can people know that their true faith is actually saving themselves?

  Chen Jing did not expect that the city had been dyed like this, and he couldn't help but think of Qin Chenguan in the temple of the City God in the center of the city, and the ghost seal in his hand. He was certain that everything originated from that seal. And the ghost seal came from Qin Guangcheng, he thought again about what happened in Qin Guangcheng, he didn't dare to imagine if he and the other three gods couldn't calm down the city, this city would definitely become a human hell on earth.

  Three days have passed in succession.

  The city still hasn't been purified, and the evil objects haven't been completely eliminated.

  In the eyes of the four-sided city guards, it's urgent in their hearts. They clearly saw that none of the three places were able to completely eliminate the evil energy, and as soon as there was a gap, the evil energy would surge out from the central Chenghuang Temple, which seemed to have already connected with hell, like an evil spring.

  The Shou Chun City God Temple in the east of the city suddenly burst into brilliant light, shining brightly and illuminating the entire eastern part of the city as bright as day. A voice sounded from within the light: "Evil spirits are rampant, I, the City God, will slay their leader to ensure the safety of this city."

  A slender young man burst out of the Dongyue Temple, stepping into the void, with each step shining brightly. His body was surrounded by a layer of divine light that was visible to the naked eye. In the dark sky, he stood out particularly prominently, and he went straight to the City God Temple in the city center. He arrived in just a few steps, and with a flash, the light disappeared into the Qin City God Temple.

  Not only did Chen Jing see it, but ordinary mortals also saw it clearly and heard it distinctly.

  It's just that Chen Jing is clearer and more aware that the City God of Shou Chun doesn't know the situation in the temple, or perhaps he thinks his magical powers are too strong and his divine abilities are too great to be feared.

  People living in the east of the city saw their own gods so powerful, each and every one of them was delighted, spreading the word everywhere that their city god would surely succeed in eliminating evil. Closely following was Nalan King, who used some unknown method to pull down starlight from the ninth heaven, and the temple was even more resplendent. A person wearing a dark king's robe strolled through the void, with a burst of light illuminating the entire city, under which all the citizens looked up in awe.

  Nalan Wangye stepped into the void, and with each step, a circle of golden light rippled out, giving off an aura of lotus flowers blooming with every step. Each step also seemed to tread on people's hearts, and their impression of Nalan Wangye immediately became clearer and more profound. This was a means for him to make people recognize him in their hearts, increasing their faith, and he apparently had a deep understanding of this method.

  He was radiant, walking slowly in mid-air, as if intentionally letting everyone take a good look at him. Gu Mingye also looked up and raised an eyebrow, muttering under his breath: "So arrogant."

  "That's not dignified at all."

  Suddenly, someone replied, and Gu Ming was startled. Desecrating the gods in the mortal world is a very serious matter, she didn't think that the two words she muttered under her breath would be heard by others. She quickly turned her head, and saw the man who had previously been preaching about the River God's life story among the crowd. He looked to be around thirty years old, with a wispy goatee and lively eyes.

  "That's not divine power, but magic."

  Gu Mingwei listened to him speaking bluntly and wondered about his background, asking: "Who are you?"

  "Uh, you can call me Zhao He."

  Gu Ming Wei looked at him again, and although he suspected his identity and background in his heart, he couldn't help but look at Nalan Wang who was wandering in the air first. He saw that Nalan Wang's handsome face was particularly clear in the light, and his elegant clothes made him look especially noble.

  "It's indeed good-looking." Zhao He sighed.

  "Although his appearance is not bad, he can't compare with He Shenye." Gu Mingwei said.

  Zhao He glanced at Gu Ming and said in a low voice, "You're right, indeed not comparable to the River God. He is the scorching sun in the sky, dazzling people's eyes and minds, while the River God is the light in the dark night, helping lost people find their way again."

  Gu Ming slightly narrowed her eyes at Zhao He, not very satisfied with his comparison of Chen Jing to the light in the dark night. She immediately said: "The River God is the most dazzling." She recalled the sword aura that Chen Jing had given him when he gave him the sword token in the Gu Mansion.

  But Zhao He thought of the lantern hung in front of the River God Temple at Qu Chun Wan every evening.

  Nalan Wang waved his hand again in the void, and several divine symbols turned into a sky full of flower rain, descending as sweet dew, filling the entire city. It was as if he were the patron deity of this city, completely disregarding other gods. Gu Mingwei also felt the light spot that fell on him, with a faint warmth flowing through his heart.

  "This is a blasphemy against the River God, it will trigger a divine war." Gu Ming said angrily.

  Zhao He didn't understand where her anger came from, and even Gu Mingwei herself was afraid that she couldn't explain it clearly. She didn't know when she started to feel unhappy whenever she heard bad rumors about the River God.

  "Miss, this is blasphemy, it will be used as a sacrifice." Zhao He looked at Gu Mingwei and said seriously. Gu Mingwei was stunned for a moment, seemingly only now realizing that she had said something she shouldn't have, but the panic on her face flashed by in an instant, and then she heard herself say: "I believe in the Jinhe River God, if I believe in other gods, it is disrespect to the river god."

  "One person can believe in multiple gods throughout their life."

  "But there will be only one main god." Gu Ming replied quickly.

  Zhao He was quite surprised, he didn't expect the girl in front of him to have such a clear and pure faith in the River God. He said: "That's right, indeed, there must be a main deity, a person with three hearts and two intentions can't make their faith acceptable to the gods, nor can they clearly convey their wishes to the gods, nor can they get the protection of the gods."

  As they spoke, Nalan Wang's words flowed out in waves of beautiful sound, drifting through the air like fireworks, and no one could understand what he was saying. But in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a sense of conviction towards him, feeling that as long as he was there, all evil would disappear, and only he could bring clarity to the world.

  At once, all the people in the city fell down and recited the Nalan King.

  Zhao He did not surrender, nor did Gu Mingwei. In the entire city, there was not a single person who surrendered.

  At the moment when everyone was bowing down, the Xicheng Bell also had a brilliant light that shot up to the sky, competing with Nalan Wang's radiance and blocking the dazzling light emitted from Nalan Wang's body outside the western city. Only the Nanjing River God Temple was quiet and still, without any movement.

  Most people have already forgotten about the River God Temple by now, even those from the southern part of the city.

  Gu Mingwei looked at the River God Temple with a look of anxiety in his eyes and couldn't help but say, "Why doesn't the River God show his divine power!"

  "He River God would not contend with them for such a superficial symbol," said Zhao He.

  "Why, as Xian said, all living beings in the world are born and die for a single word 'struggle'." Gu Mingwei said.

  "Hehe, it depends on what is being disputed. What Zhen Xian said was not about disputing these illusions and vanities. Don't worry, everything will be settled in the end," Zhao He said as he looked at Nalan Wangye who had already entered the City God Temple. After finishing speaking, he walked towards the River God Temple. Gu Mingyu happened to see him enter the River God Temple and thought that since he didn't worship Nalan Wangye earlier, but instead talked about the deeds of the River God, he must be a devout believer in the River God."

  Nalan Wangye didn't enter the city, and Guanghua suddenly disappeared. The Western City Bell left the city temple and appeared in the sky. It was an old man with gray and white hair, a sorrowful expression on his face, holding a rattan cane, wearing a gray cloth robe. However, there was a halo of light condensing on his head, illuminating the entire Baoling City.

  He didn't enter the Chenghuang Temple, but instead sat down in mid-air above it. The rattan staff in his hand was inserted into the top of the temple, and in just a moment, tender buds grew out. With visible speed, a patch of green rattan grew out, growing straight up towards the sky as if there were invisible stairs for the rattan to climb on. He sat like this and never got up again, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Only the rattan continued to grow.

  The sky gradually brightened, but the people in the city looked up at the sun with a hazy feeling. It wasn't until someone from outside the city came back that they realized it wasn't the sun that was the problem, but rather that they were surrounded by fog. A thin layer of mist had condensed above Bailing City without anyone noticing. The mist grew thicker and thicker, until by afternoon, the people in the city could only see the sun as a red ball. In the air, a layer of colorful haze appeared, layered on top of each other, presenting a ghostly illusion, as if heaven and earth had prepared a final funeral ceremony for Bailing City.

  Night falls, the entire city of Ba Ling is like a coffin being covered, in the darkness, the lights are all faintly visible, reflecting a few points of dark blue, as if ghost fires. Even within one family, once you step out of the door, you can't see the situation inside the house, only seeing a little firelight flickering in the black light, at any moment it seems to be extinguished.

  As darkness fell, fear rose in people's hearts, a fear that welled up from deep within. At first, it was just anxiety, etched on their faces. But as the night wore on and dawn failed to break, the suppressed fear erupted like a volcano, unleashing all the accumulated fears of so many years. Panic spread like a virus. Their first instinct was to rush to the temple, to see if the gods were still there, to see if the gods had abandoned the city of Ba Ling.