Exploring the Tiger's Den! The Fiend!

Since he was facing a being of the third realm, he could not afford to be careless.

No matter how well you plan your strategy, your own strength is still very important.

Therefore, Zhuge needs to become stronger and stronger.

"hiss!!!!"

A giant python darted out and instantly coiled around Zhu Ge's body. Zhu Ge then grabbed the python's upper and lower jaws and tore it in two.

"Strange, where did Mr. Insect go?" Zhu Ge looked around, somewhat puzzled.

He wanted to practice with Mr. Insect.

Although Mr. Insect's true form is a cricket, he is, after all, a demon, so his combat strength is estimated to be considerable.

However, no matter how long he searched and called, Mr. Insect did not respond.

Instead, it attracted many ferocious beasts, and there was enough meat for the village to eat.

"Could Mr. Insect and Tiger God really be dead?"

Zhu Ge looked somewhat helpless.

The fisherman in the straw raincoat went out before, and it seems that the Tiger God was beaten and fled.

Zhu Ge hadn't heard from Mr. Insect, but she was also afraid that Mr. Insect would be pinned down and unable to make a sound.

It should be noted that Zhu Ge had indeed witnessed the skill of the fisherman in the straw raincoat along the way.

Let alone those at the first level, even those at the second level could be easily killed by the fisherman in the straw raincoat.

"Splash—"

The blessing song, amidst the grass and shrubs, turned a corner and headed towards the territory previously referred to as the Tiger God's domain.

If you can't find Mr. Bug, go find Tiger God!

But just then, a faint chirping sound of insects reached his ears.

These sounds, though fragmented, combined to form a single sentence—

"Boy, what do you want? Didn't you already join that fisherman in the straw raincoat?"

Mr. Bug!

Zhu Ge was secretly delighted, but outwardly remained calm.

He stopped in place, then checked his surroundings to determine which way to go, and continued running forward.

Where he had stood, a wisp of red aura, invisible to the naked eye, seeped into the ground.

Zhu Ge did not linger there, and soon arrived at the Tiger God's territory.

"This place is really eerie..."

Looking around, Zhu Ge saw that the three nearby mountains were shrouded in miasma, and the forest was still as dark as dusk even under the sunlight.

You can imagine how dark the night must be.

Upon arriving here, Zhu Ge could sense a weakened yet powerful aura—it was the Tiger God!

"Little sister, the Tiger God is no match for Mr. Insect; you don't need to talk to him." Zhu Ge stared at the area, her mind conversing with Hua Xiaomei:

"According to our proposed strategy, all we need to do is get Tiger God to work for us."

Not all "spider webs" need to be fully revealed.

What he needs to do is ensure that every strand of spider silk is effective in entangling its prey.

As for whether the spider silk's blessing to him was well-intentioned or malicious,

This is not important.

"Tiger God! Come out and spar with me!"

Zhu Ge shouted towards the miasma-filled mountains, "I am now the fang of the Fisherman in the Raincoat! Don't worry, I won't kill you! You just need to spar with me!"

However, Zhu Ge's words did not elicit the slightest reaction.

The boundless mountains and forests remained as peaceful as ever; not even the roars of beasts could be heard, the silence was eerie.

"Since you're ignoring me, then I'll start causing trouble!" Zhu Ge stroked his chin. "I was just thinking of treating myself, so I'll take in your wild and audacious spirit!"

With that, Zhu Ge plunged headfirst into the miasma.

Blood and qi circulate throughout the body's blood vessels, and the miasma is digested as soon as it enters the body, having no effect on him whatsoever.

For ordinary humans, miasma is like a poison that can be ingested or applied externally; inhaling even a single breath will cause their bodies to fester and they to die.

But for cultivators, miasma has never been an obstacle to entering this mountain forest.

"Um?"

As soon as Zhu Ge entered, she saw some sika deer kneeling down in a certain direction.

The sika deer had a vacant look in its eyes, stood upright on its hind legs, knelt down on its front legs, and made some kind of low moan.

"Is this kneeling in worship?"

Zhu Ge narrowed her eyes.

As he ventured deeper into the mountains, he came into view of the animals in each of them.

Every animal, whether jackal or hare, badger or green snake, knelt down and worshipped towards the center of the three mountains.

Bizarre, terrifying, blank, horrifying.

A strange silence enveloped the place, sending chills down one's spine.

"Brother, I can sense the Tiger God's aura!" Hua Xiaomei reminded her, "but I don't know where it is."

"I'll go take a look." Zhu Ge didn't need to figure out the direction; she just walked in the direction where all the animals were kneeling in worship.

When he arrived there, he finally saw what the animals were kneeling before.

It was a clay sculpture of a tiger with its eyes closed and legs crossed, with a tiger skin in front of it.

Around the clay statue, various jackals, tigers, and leopards sat in a circle, kneeling and worshipping in the direction of the Tiger God.

"You've come..." The clay sculpture's eyes suddenly opened, empty and hollow, and the Tiger God's voice came from within the clay sculpture.

"Tiger God, it seems you're badly injured." Zhu Ge raised an eyebrow: "That's alright, at least you weren't killed."

"You came here just to cause trouble?" Tiger God's voice was weak, but also somewhat disdainful: "The Awakening of Insects has arrived. If I die, your Jianshan Village will not survive either."

"That is, we're still in Jianshan Village." Zhu Ge chuckled.

"It seems you didn't hear me clearly. I've already pledged allegiance to the Fisherman in the Straw Raincoat, and our entire village will be moving to Yuanyang City!"

"I've only come here to see old friends and practice my martial arts techniques."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding miasma suddenly rippled.

"Martial arts techniques?"

Tiger God sneered, "You're just a first-realm martial artist, yet you dare to provoke my divine kingdom? Since that fisherman in the straw raincoat isn't here, you can stay here!"

After he finished speaking, a large circle of jackals, tigers, and leopards around him straightened up and opened their eyes.

"roar!!!"

"roar!!!"

"Aww!!"

These animals had bloodshot eyes, completely devoid of reason, like rabid dogs.

"Brother! These are all animals whose spirits have been stolen!" Hua Xiaomei said in Zhu Ge's mind. "Each one has become a vengeful spirit of the Tiger God!"

"Both the changgui and the fungal parasites..." Zhu Ge frowned: "Your special abilities as fungal gods and tiger gods are really annoying."

Normally, a being that has been deified will lie in a vegetative state and slowly wait to die.

However, the previous fungal gods could use spores for parasitism and a certain degree of control.

The Tiger God can use the body of a creature that has been taken over as a breeding ground for ghouls.

Both are methods for continuously supplying oneself with the power of faith.

But looking at the zombie-like creatures around him, Zhu Ge still felt that this ability was too much.

"Bang!!!"

Zhu Ge struck a jackal on the head with a palm strike, knocking it unconscious.

But Zhu Ge frowned deeply upon seeing this scene.

If it were a wolf, that palm strike would have definitely knocked its brains out.

The problem is that he only managed to knock the jackal unconscious?

After glancing at the dense swarm of ghouls and other creatures surrounding him, Zhu Ge turned and ran.

"Haha, since the Tiger God is recuperating, I'll worship him again tomorrow!"