In the dense jungle, Mo's footsteps finally stopped, and he stood in front of a mountain wall. Parting the dense vegetation and bushes, revealing a half-hidden cavern. Mo looked up and down for a moment, and then stepped inside.

Although there was no light, Mo could still see the scene inside the cave clearly. Beneath his feet were a jumble of stones, rotten wood, and torches. On the surrounding rock walls, there are some chaotic murals, and if you look closely, you can see that they seem to depict the image and behavior of a certain being.

In the deepest part of the cave lies a rudimentary altar. It is made of stones and beams, and there are some objects scattered on it, but they are all decayed.

The altar in front of you is actually the original place where the people of the mountains and fields worshiped the gods. Of course, after several changes, this place was completely deserted, and even the outside of the cave was overgrown with grass and trees, completely becoming a wilderness.

Looking at the original altar in front of him, the statue of the god that was so simple and rough that he couldn't even see the specific shape, Mo frowned.

This is where the basilisk stumbled upon before dying. And it is here that it inadvertently absorbs the power of faith accumulated on this primordial god statue and brings it back to life. But now, it is impossible to see anything strange about this idol based on its appearance.

The power of faith, or the power of incense, is very miraculous in itself. Even youkai or cultivators among humans would find it difficult to detect its existence, let alone absorb and use it.

And in the land where Mo is located, although there are eight million gods, in fact, it is just because of the ignorance of mortals who have indiscriminately installed the name of so-called 'gods' on all kinds of strange existences.

Maybe I saw some supernatural phenomena by chance, or I accidentally encountered some spirits and monsters. Ordinary people casually put the name of 'god' on them. But in fact, such beliefs themselves are meaningless, and the power of faith generated in them cannot be detected and absorbed by those who are alien.

Gods are different from all beings, neither life nor death, neither human nor spirit. The process of its birth is incomprehensible to people or demons. Otherwise, there would not be just a few dozen 'true gods' in this world.

And the reason why Mo is here now is also because he feels a little curious about the necessity of the legendary gods: the power of faith. But now it seems that ordinary spiritual vision or spiritual sense alone cannot perceive this power in the dark.

Case...... Mo closed his eyes for a long time, and then opened them again. A hint of discoloration flashed on his face, but it still didn't work...... But that's to be expected.

The so-called power of incense, although it is not really transformed into the legendary divine power, has indeed faintly surpassed the so-called spiritual power, the existence of another dimension above the demonic power.

If it is the flow of spiritual power or another form of material existence. Then this so-called power of faith, as well as further divine power, is probably a legendary spiritual fantasy, or even a more ethereal existence such as the manifestation of rules.

It is also normal that ordinary means cannot be perceived and utilized.

In that case, it is better to investigate with the essence of a higher level. Thinking of this, Mo's dark eyes slowly dyed with a golden glow, and a deep vision seemed to slowly emerge behind him, reflecting everything in this world.

See! A bright color flashed in Mo's eyes, and then his right hand reached out and slowly poked over the idol. It's like grabbing something formless and insubstantial.

Is this the so-called power of incense faith, looking at the floating and changing 'light belt' in your hand. He clearly sensed that this strange power began to gradually dissipate after he 'caught' away from the support of the idol.

Envelope! The right hand slammed into a slam of hand, and a force directly sealed the 'light band' in his hand in a small black ball. But even so, you can still see the silk threads on the light slowly spreading out and gradually disappearing. Although the speed of dissipation has become very slow, and it often takes a long time for a 'silk thread' to disperse, it is still firmly dissipating.

Mo observed the situation, shook his head, and ignored it.

Holding the ball with his right hand, he reached out with his left hand and directly grabbed all the remaining 'light belts' of the idol and sealed them into the ball.

After sealing all the 'light bands' into the ball, he looked at the amount sealed in the ball, and estimated that at such an escape speed, it should still be able to hold on for about half a month, and Mo turned around and prepared to leave.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, Mo paused and waved his hand to sweep back. I only heard a boom, and the cave was directly swept away and destroyed by an invisible force. Everything in it was shattered, along with the statue.

After destroying this original god statue, even if the people of the mountains and wilderness re-establish a new faith and worship in the future, it will not be so easy to continue to create a new 'evil god'.

When I looked up at the sky, it was already getting dark. The sun must have begun to set outside. Mo shook his head, since he had already gotten what he wanted, there was no need to stay here any longer.

So, Mo took another step, and in the blink of an eye, his figure was completely gone. Only the cave was left buried in rubble, and the breeze blew through it, blowing the weeds that peeled off along with the mountain walls.

The blades of grass swayed gently and made a subtle sound, as if telling of everything that had happened here. A story of a 'god' and a 'ghost' who once lived here.

……

Across a plain behind the mountains, a small town sits in the afterglow of the setting sun and exudes calm and tranquility. The west-slanting sun swayed the last residual heat and light of the day; And the entrance to the town also welcomed the last guests of the day.

A carriage gurgled along the gravel path, driving into the town under the watchful eye of a guard. And sitting in this carriage was Huiyin and the others.

"Miss Huiyin, Miss Ali, we're already in town." The crow who was driving the car reported to the two people in the carriage.

Huiyin in the carriage lifted the window, looked at the surrounding environment, and then ordered: "Well, it's almost night, let's go to the inn in this town and settle down first." ”

And Ah Li, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but poke her head over and look outside.

"Yes!" The raven replied, waved his whip, and drove the carriage to the nearest inn.

…… To be continued......