228: Commemorate joining the group!

Memorial subconsciously pulled some distance away from Song Zhong, sizing him up with a suspicious gaze.

At the same time, a glimmer of hope rose deep within her heart.

But besides his unfathomable aura, Memorial couldn't discern anything special about this man.

"You know my dad?"

Song Zhong merely smiled faintly, then shook his head.

"I don't know him."

"If you don't know him, how do you know his name?"

"I just said it casually."

"I don't believe you!"

Memorial had already concluded that this person, like herself, came from another dimension.

She just didn't know why he was unwilling to reveal his identity.

This person was a big shot.

Memorial's eyes darted around, and she said playfully, "Uncle Song, you must be lying to me, right?"

"Sometimes, when no one believes the truth, it's also a kind of helplessness. Besides, do I look very old?" Song Zhong said.

"Ah, no, no, no," Memorial's crescent-shaped eyes were full of laughter, "I never thought men would care about age too."

Memorial turned to look at the believers behind Song Zhong, who were erecting gravestones for their lost and deceased fellow believers.

"Song Zhong, can I ask you a question?"

Song Zhong nodded in agreement.

"You don't really intend to occupy Great Xia's territory, do you?"

Memorial still couldn't quite believe this.

As an unofficial organization, secrecy was usually the most important thing.

Song Zhong's expression was calm, and he shook his head.

Seeing Song Zhong's reaction, Memorial thought, 'Sure enough.'

Occupying Anta County was just a cover for him.

Such a thankless task had a hundred disadvantages and no benefits.

However, Song Zhong's next words exploded in Memorial's ears like a clap of thunder.

"Anta County is merely my starting point, not the end.

After occupying Anta County, I will move south, occupy Great Xia, and simultaneously radiate outwards, destroy the Divine Nations, and seize the Human Realm.

Dispel the mist and reshape a prosperous new world.

This is the purpose of establishing the New Ancient God Church."

Memorial was somewhat stunned; she hadn't expected this cult leader to speak of reshaping a prosperous new world.

What Song Zhong intended to do was not just difficult, it was like starting from Hell.

"You plan to compete with those Outer Gods for faith?"

Hearing that Song Zhong was interested in those Human Realm, Memorial immediately guessed his intention.

"Yes!"

Song Zhong looked at the boundless mist.

"Doesn't this sound exciting?

So, Memorial, are you interested in joining my New Ancient God Church?"

Memorial's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, smiling like a cunning little fox.

"Since we're going for excitement, let's go all the way.

I agree to join your New Ancient God Church.

Are there any restrictions? Like, church precepts or something?"

Song Zhong shook his head, "No, as long as you have me in your heart, that's enough.

And you can withdraw at any time."

"That... free?" Memorial hadn't expected Song Zhong to genuinely add no restrictions at all.

"True faith comes from the deepest, most authentic voice within each person.

As the saying goes, 'A long road tests a horse's strength, and time reveals a person's heart.'

Time will prove this to everyone."

After Song Zhong finished speaking, his gaze swept towards a certain direction in the Void Realm.

Old Wang Mian sighed, and a few more silver hairs fell out.

He somewhat regretted Transmigration back.

Memorial thought for a moment, then gave Song Zhong a thumbs up.

"Okay, I agree."

...

Their conversation was heard by Ye Fan, word for word.

The expression on his face was very ugly, as if he had eaten a ghost pepper from the Tian Shen Temple in India.

Song Zhong actually planned to poach the Shang Xie Society.

Memorial actually agreed; you were the helper I invited, hey!

Is it really okay for you two to discuss things in front of me?

After Memorial and Song Zhong had settled things, she called He Lin over, and they came before Ye Fan.

"I'm going back. There's still a lot to do at the Shang Xie Society."

"Are you really going to join the New Ancient God Church?"

"Of course it's true, didn't you hear?" Memorial said.

Seeing Ye Fan's increasingly grim expression, Memorial couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't worry, I'm only taking action against the Human Realm; I won't get involved in Great Xia's affairs.

Joining the New Ancient God Church doesn't affect the friendship between us."

Ye Fan nodded, his expression softening slightly.

He knew a little about the Shang Xie Society's matters; they were all very challenging tasks.

"Stay safe."

Ye Fan looked at Memorial, and his myriad words condensed into this one sentence.

"Hehe, my self-preservation ability is quite good. As for you, after returning to Great Xia, may you find your own blessings!"

Ye Fan sighed; Memorial was truly... too mischievous.

"You seem to really want something to happen to me," Ye Fan said helplessly.

Memorial shook her head, "I hope something happens to those old fogeys."

Ye Fan shook his head, "What Great Xia needs now is stability. Now is not the time to do these things."

"Alright!" Memorial shrugged, "Perhaps this is where I don't see eye to eye with the Night Watcher."

Anta County, amidst the mist, was like a lonely boat sailing through it.

...

In Tian City, Zuo Qing finally arrived with the main force of the Night Watchers from Shangjing.

He looked at the scar on the land of Tian City.

On the dark ground, that crack was as neat as if cut by a knife or an axe.

Zuo Qing stood at the edge of the crack, looking at the boundless mist in the distance. His mood sank to rock bottom.

The current situation within the Night Watchers was not optimistic.

Ye Fan and Zhou Ping had disappeared into the mist and could not be contacted.

It could be said that the entire Great Xia Night Watchers were now in a state of being without a leader.

The other three human powerhouses, one was still in seclusion, and the personalities of the other two were not suited to handling such a situation.

As a result, the high-ranking officials jumped out and began to contend for temporary command of the Night Watchers.

However, these individuals each had their own agendas, which instead created a mutual check and balance.

This led to a strange balance at present.

But Zuo Qing knew in his heart that if Ye Fan truly couldn't return from the mist, this balance would soon be broken.

And Zuo Qing himself was "exiled" to Tian City in this struggle.

At this moment, a middle-aged Night Watcher walked up to Zuo Qing.

"Director Zuo! The Master and Senior Lu Wuwei need to guard the border, and the special team is currently on a mission. We..."

"I know," Zuo Qing's voice carried a hint of melancholy.

He had long anticipated this situation. Now, besides waiting for news from Ye Fan, he had no other choice.

Just then, the Night Watcher who had just reported suddenly cried out:

"Director Zuo, look, something is coming from deep within the mist."

Zuo Qing looked up, his gaze fixed on the distance.

"That is..."

Zuo Qing saw it, a gigantic city, drifting towards his direction.