Chapter 649: God? Akasha Ghost? (2/2)

Divine spirits were born of nature and tributes offered by living souls after they mastered a certain set of rules. Divine spirits had then created a race through continuous procreation—what everyone knew as the divine race.

Gods were a different story entirely.

“What are... gods then?” Lu Yun asked in surprise. Was she referring to the omnipotent beings spoken of in the legends on Earth? The creator of the world, perhaps? Or something else?

“They’re undefinable and unexplainable… However, I believe I’ve figured out why Ruyi and I died. We discovered the secrets of the gods,” Yueshen said faintly. “And so we died. The divine race and divine spirits were created in the image of the gods. In other words, we should’ve been created by the gods.”

She tilted her head bemusedly. “The dao of sacrificial worship has been around as long as there have been living entities. Living souls prayed to nature in exchange for strength and protection… Thus divine spirits were born.

“Who were these people praying to, and who granted the power gained through rituals? ...the gods!” Yueshen stared fixedly at the large footprints. “These were left behind by a god. They… were once here.”

Lu Yun and Qing Yu exchanged a glance. No wonder the celestial emperor hadn’t said a word about the footprints and their origins. He must already know the truth.

“I can reconstruct the scenario when the footprint was created with my illusions,” the little fox stood up atop Lin Xuan’s head. Silver light suddenly shot out from her baby blue eyes and turned them silver.

Jingle!

The bell on her neck rang with a series of clear tinkles.

Hum.

A silver ocean emerged above the footprint, its waters projecting a pristine white humanoid monster. Its face was smooth and flat, its features crude like they had been painted on by a child. Its expression, however, was very eerie—seeming to be both a wail and a smile. Its empty eyes brimmed with deep resentment.

It suddenly whipped its head around, its gaze intense and terrifying.

Bam!

The illusion of the silver ocean shattered.

The little fox’s silver hair stood on end and she went completely stiff, falling from Lin Xuan’s head and bouncing softly on the ground. Neither brother paid her any attention; they were still reeling from the horror of seeing the white monster.

“Are we sure that’s a god and not a ghost?” Lin Yu said with a shudder once he’d finally recovered enough to form a sentence. “That thing was more terrifying than an akasha ghost.”

He bent down and picked the little fox up, then placed her back onto his head.

“That wasn’t a god. ...it was an akasha ghost,” Lu Yun said slowly. “Yueshen, by gods, do you mean akasha ghosts?”

All eyes were on Yueshen, who looked as befuddled as the rest.