Ma Guniang rode the red fish and vanished into the Yellow River.
The anomaly in the Xiaoning section of the Yellow River naturally could not be hidden from the rest of the world.
In particular, after someone uploaded a high-definition video of the "immortal riding a fish" to the foreign internet, the situation spiraled out of control.
Since the start of the Spiritual Resurgence, the world abroad had been a scene of carnage and bloodshed. Great Xia, however, had protected its citizens well. Countless soldiers had used their own flesh and blood to nip every anomaly in the bud.
Ghosts and demons?
First, they would explore and experiment, then gradually search for ways to deal with them.
Those who harbored goodwill toward humanity and could coexist were incorporated and integrated.
Those who were clearly anti-human and anti-social, highly dangerous, and impossible to contain were eliminated by force.
For tangible beings, the cannons of truth would scour the earth.
For intangible creatures, practitioners worked together to slay them through trial and error.
This was how the Spirit-Locking Shackles and Biological Spiritual Energy Magnetic Field Devices were born.
Reasonably speaking, Great Xia had already provided the optimal solution in the face of the sudden supernatural wave, but unfortunately, not everyone was lucky enough to be born in this great land.
Politicians and capitalists in major nations sought profit, engaged in political games, and attacked one another.
Small nations had weak national power and lacked strength. Faced with supernatural and paranormal beings, the governments themselves could barely survive, let alone protect their citizens.
Thus, as soon as the rumor that "Great Xia has immortals" spread, the eyes of countless people once again fell upon this ancient and mysterious land.
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In Vatican City, the sky over St. Peter's Square was clear and cloudless. Golden sunlight fell upon the stone statue of the Virgin Mary. On her soft, feminine face, the sculpture seemed to be smiling.
The new Pope held a crucifix and walked slowly from the end of the crowd. On both sides were seekers of the way, cheering and kissing the ground.
Knights of the Holy See, clad in iron armor, held their spears high. Pure and innocent children softly chanted hymns.
White robes brushed the ground, and on either side of the blood-red carpet, white roses bloomed in profusion at the Virgin's feet.
A shadow within the golden light was projected onto the marble behind the Virgin Mary, faintly piecing together the shape of spread wings.
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Deep in the forests of California, USA, Voodoo witches walked hand-in-hand, naked, into the river.
Skinned white pigeons were thrown into the water, and a deep crimson spread through the current.
"We gathered here to wash our sins with clean water and celebrate the birth of a powerful witch among our sisters."
They comforted and embraced one another. Their long hair entered the water, spreading out like snakes.
A Black woman with distinct ethnic features opened her hands and let herself sink to the bottom, listening to the whispers of her sisters:
"The white dove is worshipped to the god of Voodoo, praying for peace and expelling violence."
"The omnipotent god governs people's words and deeds."
"We curse all those who have hurt us. We share the same hatred. We are connected by blood. We ask the great and omnipotent Voodoo god to give shelter to our sisters."
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In Pennsylvania, USA, large brown-furred wolf beasts charged toward a farm, tearing at the cattle and sheep raised by the farmer.
"Baaa! Baaa!"
"Moo!! Moo!"
The livestock let out screams and wails. The monsters with human bodies and wolf heads methodically tore at sheep intestines, their dense teeth sharp and their eyes flashing with human-like cunning.
"God bless me!"
Hiding inside the farmhouse, the farmer trembled as he held a shotgun, incessantly crossing himself.
Suddenly, the screams outside stopped. He tremulously poked half his head out to look—
"Roar!"
"Aaaaaaa!! Fuck!! Aa..."
In the next second, the roars of the beasts and the screams of the human intertwined. The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed through the room.
A splash of still-warm blood flew out, landing on a family portrait.
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In the British Empire, a heavy velvet curtain rose, and a dancer in a pure white tutu danced gracefully to the music.
Beneath the dark stage, pairs of crimson eyes glowed in the shadows.
A pale, handsome, thin man lifted his head from a female corpse, revealing two sharp, canine-like teeth at the corners of his lips.
In the darkness, elegantly dressed men and women lay across their seats. Without exception, two cylindrical puncture wounds marked their necks.
On stage, the dancers performed with focus, unaware that the ladies and gentlemen below had already become fodder for the vampires.
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In the ancestral lands of the Indians, the highway leading to the small town was lined with the wreckage of crashed and abandoned police cars.
Not far away, a smoking helicopter was burning fiercely.
A three-meter-tall giant, bare-chested and with strange patterns painted on its face, tore the limbs off a white man as if playing with a toy.
On the road sign behind it hung blood-stained hair still attached to scalps, displayed like the trophies of a brave warrior for all to see.
A blonde head rolled onto the ground, a layer of haze covering its deep blue eyeballs.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
A thumb-sized fly landed on the dead man's eyeball. A moment later, the corpse blinked.
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In Japan, the once-prosperous Ginza was exceptionally desolate. The former glitz and glamour had vanished.
As the night surged, the Slit-Mouthed Woman, Rain Woman, and Human-Faced Dog wandered through the streets and alleys.
A massive Human-Headed Balloon, extending a long, soft, and slimy snake-like neck, sang outside a shrine:
"I found you."
On the enormous head were sixteen eyes as clear as an infant's. Long black hair hung down, almost enveloping the entire shrine:
"Who should be the demon next? It's your turn. It's your turn to be the demon. Don't try to cheat now—"
Twelve young girls in red and white miko outfits, holding bows and arrows, sat back-to-back in the center of a salt circle. Behind them were believers who knelt and prayed incessantly.
The weirds outside the shrine refused to leave. Some people had already begun to sob quietly.
Suddenly, someone's mind snapped. He screamed and rushed out of the salt circle:
"Let's go to Great Xia! Only there is there a way to live! There really is a god there! Amaterasu has already abandoned Japan! This is a place forsaken by God!"
The next moment, his chest was pierced by a long tongue.
"Found you."
The massive weird peered through the hole in the wall, revealing an innocent and naive smile.
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