Hua Yan did not have much respect for the existence of gods,
Because in the world she was born in, the meaning of gods was a piece of divine personality that was born in accordance with mortal principles.
As long as one's strength reached a certain level,
Any race had the chance to become a candidate for the divine personality and then become a god in the heavenly realm.
Becoming a god, in addition to being able to absorb faith and develop a divine clan,
Was no different from ordinary people. So in Hua Yan's eyes,
The gods were just a group of powerful mortals with extraordinary status.
Just like the gods in the Greek plane, they had feelings and desires,
There was unbridled ugliness and kindness,
Other than being colder than ordinary people,
There was not much difference in other aspects.
And in Hua Yan's world,
The gods often fought for the faith of the human world,
There were even a few times when they promoted a war of faith between the races of the continent,
It was extremely tragic, and it even caused several races to disappear without a trace.
And these gods who were sung as "eternal life" by the world did not have so-called eternity,
When faith was weak or common sense was broken, they would still fall into a deep sleep,
There was not much difference between them and a long-lived species like Hua Yan.
But in Hua Yan's impression,
There were a few gods who were different,
The most outstanding of them was Pangu, who transformed into a world in the prehistoric plane,
The second was Jehovah, the supreme god of the Hebrew plane,
The third?
— — It was the Wind God who turned into a pillar of heaven to support several planes when his faith collapsed.
The reason why Hua Yan knew this person's name.
It was because his sister Cherry Blossom had become a god all thanks to the Wind God. Without the Wind God's Heavenly Pillar Transformation, the faith of the entire plane would have collapsed, and it would have completely turned into a technological plane. But because of the sacrifice of the Wind God, the faith of the 3,000 planes was preserved, transforming the world of the gods into a plane law similar to the place where Hua Yan was born. The strongest had a chance to become a god. The gods were no longer natural spiritual creatures, but had become a kind of faith and spiritual sustenance. Hua Yan has heard of Pangu who sacrificed himself to create the Untainted Land, but this is the first time she has seen a god who sacrificed himself for faith.
The gods relied on the worship of their people to obtain the power of faith, thereby increasing their own divine power. In exchange, the gods protected this race. It could be said that the people served the gods.
However, the Wind God Lian, a god of a different species, had sacrificed himself to protect his people.
Hua Yan had once been blessed by a race and naturally knew the relationship between the gods and their minions, which was why she was very curious about the Wind God who was rumored to have vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a phantom memory.
Hua Yan looked at the surrounding demons' reactions and guessed that they were unaware of the news of Wind God Lian transforming into a heavenly pillar. After all, there were too many parallel universes in the trichiliocosm. There were countless planes that were derived from them, and they all had different timelines.
In this plane, Fengshen Lian's shadow probably hadn't reached its end yet. Instead, it had degenerated into a demon.
How strange. Since the Wind God here didn't perish, then why did the main god choose to die in such an irreversible way?
Ibaraki's "beauty contest" fighting style had indeed eliminated a large number of demons. Perhaps it was because the other authoritative crossdresser, Tamamo Mae, wasn't present, but Ibaraki Dōji mischievously said that there wasn't a single demon present who could fight.
Actually, there was.
Hua Yan covered her face as she watched the Sword Blade Funerary Deities standing in front of Ibaraki one after another like a super male talent show. Her entire person was like a big "Smile Gradually Disappearing" emoji pack.
In the Warring States Period, where strength and actual combat were emphasized, demons only knew how to invade and slaughter. They didn't have the concept of coexisting with beauty and strength. Moreover, female demons were mostly born out of resentment and weren't very ambitious.
Thus, the only one who stood out from the rest of the demons was the beautiful and elegant Funerary Deities from Honmaru.
Hua Yan watched as Ibaraki Dōji valiantly took out a bunch of cosmetics and makeup and stood in front of Mitsuki Munechika, glaring at her like a tiger eyeing its prey. She felt that with such a Mountain Master, the world would soon be finished.
The beautiful woman in the kimono swept her gaze across the handsome men in front of her. She pursed her lips and skipped over the "strange clothes", "not aesthetically pleasing", and "not even fully grown hair" swords. Her gaze finally stopped on the most beautiful sword in the world.
"Thou art qualified to fight me!" The crossdresser elegantly stretched out her slender hand and forcefully pressed it down on Pingan Kyoken Dōji's body. Mitsuki's smile didn't change. He still maintained his dignified and beautiful posture. The two of them were in a deadlock for a moment. Ibaraki Dōji's eyes finally revealed a look of admiration. "Strength and beauty, that is the attitude a female demon should have!"
"If thou wins, I permit thee to control my Ibaraki Dōji's body!"
As soon as he said this, everyone fell silent.
Hua Yan saw that the ground under Mitsuki's feet had sunk by a full five centimeters. She silently looked away. "…"
Mitsuki, who hadn't been crushed by the Demon King's great strength but had his waist bent by a single sentence, was speechless. "…"
Sanming, who had twisted his waist, "weakly" fell to the side. His whole body was paralyzed on Hua Yan's body. But because of the difference in height, it looked like he was hugging her.
Even though his back was sore, his ears were ringing, his vision was blurry, and his hands were cramping, Mitsuki still maintained his elegant and calm posture. He touched Hua Yan's mask ambiguously with one hand and said with a smile, "Grandpa can't bear it."
"Ghost King, although your appearance is beautiful, compared to my lord, you are still slightly inferior."
It's over, it's over. Ibaraki Dōji's "Great Penis Matching Technique" scared the most beautiful grandpa in the world into admitting that he was uglier than Pipi Hua.
Mitsuki, this grandpa, had extraordinary confidence and care about his face. Otherwise, he wouldn't have snatched Hua Yan's title of "The World's Most Beautiful" in Naruto's world.
Although she had never seen the true face of "Isaidar", with Hua Yan's current immature appearance, San Ri Yue felt that her face, which was known as the most beautiful sword in the world, would not cower no matter where she went.
But in front of Ibaraki Dōji's gay declaration, he cowered.
He wasn't afraid of being beautiful, but he was afraid that if he was too beautiful, someone would want to be controlled by him.
Could he afford to offend a crossdresser? What if he lifted his skirt and revealed a big one?
The old grandpa had been in human form for a long time. After staying with Hua Yan, this unreliable and funny lord for more than ten years, his original black-bellied personality had multiplied several times.
The old grandpa was old, and this kind of thing should be left to the lord.
As for whether the matter of hugging the lord would be recorded by the chefs in Honmaru, and whether the bird in the cage would wear its little shoes, well … it was better not to think about it for the time being.
Hua Yan felt that his heart was full of curses, but there was no place to vent.
Ibaraki Dōji was a person who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes. If you were stronger than him, he wouldn't be jealous of you and would even admire you. But if you boasted that you were only a good-for-nothing, he would feel that he was deceived and would only kill you.
Faced with the covetous Ibaraki Dōji, Hua Yan only chuckled. In his heart, he decided on the internal list of Mitsuki Munechika for the next month, and made a "come, come, come, come, let me show you a treasure" expression towards Ibaraki.
Soon, Hua Yan successfully dealt with the extremely difficult obstacle of Ibaraki Dōji. Ibaraki Dōji walked to the side and saw Hua Yan's true appearance. After remaining silent for a long time, he left.
The Night of the Hundred Ghosts also didn't participate. His pride was probably hurt, and he couldn't accept that there was a woman more beautiful than him in this world.
For a man to go to this extent, he must have gone all out.
With a smile on his face, Yachi, who didn't seem to realize what was going on, obtained the right to challenge the Master of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts. However, he was still thinking about Ibaraki's arm.
Hua Yan felt that it was good that Ibaraki left. After all, she wasn't sure if she could withstand the Ghost King's furious attack when Yachi shouted "That arm is mine!" during the fight.
Everyone was eagerly waiting for the appearance of the Master of the Night. It even felt like he would only appear after being called out for a long time.
However, the Wind God did not appear. Instead, they were greeted by a human woman in a hemp garment.
The woman had no makeup on, and she was as pure and beautiful as the moon. She had a faint smile on her lips, and the corners of her eyes were filled with the gentleness of time.
This type of beauty was a bit special, but Hua Yan only took a few more glances before moving her gaze to the other girl in a heavy purple dress behind the plain-clothed woman.
Hua Yan had seen too many pure and beautiful beauties. Whether it was her own aunt or her own sister, they were all like this. They were beautiful, but she didn't like them.
However, this girl in a heavy purple dress pierced Hua Yan's heart, because her appearance and temperament were very special. She was proud and bright, but also had a sad beauty like a blooming flower.
Theta Sagittarii was also extremely beautiful, but the difference was that Theta Sagittarii's heart was still looking up at the light in the abyss, but the woman seemed to be standing at the end of the cliff, high and mighty, about to jump and burn everything in the past.
They were both very beautiful, so beautiful that it burned the eyes, so beautiful that it made the soul tremble. What she loved deeply was this thick color that was contrary to the mortal world and was "sad" as the color.
Hua Yan admired for a while, then moved her gaze to the woman in the lead.
Although the purple-clothed woman's clothes were gorgeous, for some reason, when the monsters glanced at her, they knew that the one in charge was this plain-clothed woman, who was almost bland.
She was clearly just a human, but her aura was so strong that it was rarely seen. What was even more strange was that this aura was gentle and not aggressive. It was like a continuous spring rain that seeped into people's hearts, but it was all-pervasive and invading.
A strange question appeared in the minds of all the monsters, and that was — Why did this human appear in the Night of the Hundred Ghosts?
Although most monsters were born from the desires of humans, humans were definitely a kind of food on the monster's menu, and their ranking was quite high.
"I am the witch under the command of Lord Wind God, Shi Yu." The woman stood in front of the hundred ghosts, still smiling calmly. "Lord Wind God is unwell, so I will be hosting the Night of the Hundred Ghosts."
Everyone was in an uproar. No one thought that a human would be the one to start the carnival of demons and monsters. This was something that even the famous Duke of Qing Ming in the monster world could not do.
"Is this your idea, or Lord Wind God's?"
A monster asked a sharp question. Even if Lord Wind God had fallen to become a monster, he was still a highly respected existence in the monster world. Even Ibaraki would not object to him leading the Night of the Hundred Ghosts.
But if the Lord of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts became the witch under the command of Lord Wind God, then this matter would not end well. Was Lord Wind God looking down on the position of the Lord of the Night, or was he looking down on the living beings of the ghost path in the underworld?
Facing the monsters that were about to riot, the woman named "Shi Yu" did not change her smile. She was so calm that it was as if she was shrouded in a bitter storm.
"Everyone." Her voice was clear and the words that came out of her mouth were very soft, but her voice seemed to be ringing in the ears of all the monsters. "Lord Wind God is unwell, so he is not suitable to be the Lord of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts. But Lord Wind God is worried that the chaos in the ghost world will cause people to be plunged into misery and suffering, so he ordered me to come forward and try. If I can win, I have the ability, so naturally I can be the Lord of the Night and command all the monsters. Why do you have to make such a big fuss and haggle over every little detail?"
When the monsters heard this, they instantly calmed down. They looked at each other, but their eyes were burning with passion.
The disputes in the monster world were far crueler than the human world. Humans were bound by morals and ethics, but the monster world did not have these shackles at all.
There was no such thing as "unwell" in the monster world. There was only victory and defeat, life and death. Even if the body was injured, they would choose to keep the news a secret, because once the news was leaked, countless blood-sucking leeches would swarm over.
They naturally could not do anything to the former Wind God, but if they killed the woman in front of them, not only would the Wind God not be able to say anything, their status in the ghost world would skyrocket, and they would be comparable to the big monsters.
Hua Yan did not act rashly.
Because she felt the woman's gaze sweep to her side, and the smile on her face immediately became more real.
The woman in the purple dress glanced at them and showed a shocked expression that was not in line with her delicate appearance. She opened and closed her mouth, and Hua Yan clearly saw the word "f * * k" coming out of her mouth.
So Hua Yan understood instantly.
First, they were not people of this era.
Second, they knew the man with the sword standing next to her, and it was even possible that he was a wandering Divine Inquisitor.
Hua Yan looked up at the sky, and suddenly wanted to say "f * ck".
This Night of the Hundred Ghosts was too magnificent.
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