I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats

Mu Rufeng heard this and nodded slightly.

He was right; to break through to Immortal Venerable, the power of incense required would indeed be immense.

Just like this Divine World, it has only nurtured two Profound Venerates so far.

“Then let’s go now,” Mu Rufeng said.

“Yes, remember, do not use power beyond the Heavenly Immortal level. When deploying power, it’s best to drive the power of incense,” Wang Luo advised once more.

Then Wang Luo took out a Jade Talisman and promptly activated it with magic, soon a force emerged and enveloped the two of them directly.

“Do not resist, this Jade Talisman is the medium connecting my world and the Divine World.”

Mu Rufeng nodded slightly, not resisting this force.

Immediately, this force wrapped around the two, directly slipping into the void, and then disappeared.

When Mu Rufeng’s sight was restored again, he found they had arrived in a forest.

“Is this the Divine World? Why is it a place where spiritual mechanisms are cut off?” Mu Rufeng frowned slightly.

“Why didn’t that guy’s memory say this? Or is it that this is not the Divine World?” Wang Luo also frowned.

“Regardless, let’s first find some natives here to gather some information,” Mu Rufeng said.

“Yes.” Wang Luo nodded.

At this moment, both of them exuded a radiant glow, with the power of incense in their bodies dispersing, perfectly concealing their identities.

Then the two directly soared into the sky, their divine thoughts also simultaneously enveloping the area.

They dared not exert their full power, only enveloping the area within a hundred-mile radius.

“Here are all humans, not a single Incense Fire God can be seen, but it seems there’s worship of the Thunder God,” Mu Rufeng said.

“Correct, that guy is a little god under the Thunder God’s domain. This thousand-mile area is under this little god’s jurisdiction,” Wang Luo nodded.

Within a hundred miles, there are multiple cities and a large number of villages, appearing quite prosperous.

At the same time, there are many temples here; almost wherever there are people, there are temples, and many households worship numerous statues.

It is self-evident that the main Thunder God is orthodox, with two much smaller statues placed beside it, and finally the statue of the ‘god’ they caught.

Clearly, there are three top leaders above, occupying the major share of the power of incense, with only a small fraction remaining for this person.

“This guy’s identity is just a little god under the Thunder God’s domain, I’ll disguise as that guy and plot gradually. As for that rebel organization, I still need you to search for them,” Wang Luo said.

His strength is still a bit weak now; his cultivation cannot recover, and the place is full of dangers. It’s better to be cautious.

Mu Rufeng, however, is different; his cultivation hasn’t been suppressed, remaining at the Daluo Immortal Peak. Unless a Profound Venerate emerges, no one can handle him.

Mu Rufeng nodded slightly and said, “Alright, I’ll act on my own, contact me through the Jade Scroll if needed.”

“Yes,” Wang Luo replied.

Then Mu Rufeng directly disappeared from the spot.

…

Cliff Village is a small village with only about twenty households, totaling around a hundred people.

The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, built halfway up the tallest mountain.

Its advantageous location isolates it from the world, like a paradise without external conflicts.

From the edge of a cliff beside the village, one can overlook the entire valley.

The people of Cliff Village can go to the outside town by following the road downhill from the back, which is quite convenient.

However, the mountains are rich with wild creatures and plentiful fruits, and the villagers have cultivated some land nearby to grow wheat.

Completely self-sufficient, with men going into the mountains to hunt, living off the land, their lives are enjoyable.

Often, they take some wild game to the market town at the foot of the mountain to exchange for some oil, salt, incense candles, and paper money.

Here, incense candles and paper money are even more important than oil and salt.

You won’t die if you don’t eat salt or oil for a day, but if you don’t worship the statues for a day, disasters will befall.

However, yesterday, a dozen village hunters went into the mountains together to hunt.

But unexpectedly, only one person returned that night.

And that person was Zhang Chong.

Wounded heavily, Zhang Chong returned to the village and told the villagers to “Run quickly” before fainting outright.

He didn’t wake up until the next day, and upon seeing himself still in the village, he sighed.

At this moment, most of the villagers had gathered at Zhang Chong’s home.

“Zhang Chong! Why did only you return, where’s my man?” a woman sobbed.

This question made more than half of the people present cry and clamored to ask Zhang Chong.

“Stop crying, calm down, Ah Chong, tell me exactly what happened.” The village chief slammed his cane hard on the ground.

“Cough cough! Dead, all dead, all ten-plus people who went with me are dead.”

“I’m the only one who returned, and it was let me back on purpose.”

“I told you to escape, why didn’t you leave, now we’re all going to die! Boohoo!” Zhang Chong, a man of seven feet, cried.

Instantly, chaos erupted again, with cries and curses filling the air.

“Quiet, quiet, Ah Chong, tell me clearly, word for word.” The village chief shouted furiously.