The Big Ghost understood that feeling all too well, for he himself had once felt it, as had countless of his companions.

No matter who Half Skull once was, at this moment, he was already a hungry ghost.

The Big Ghost gave Half Skull a drop of sweet rain.

"Eat it, the master said you're special, you can only consume sweet rain."

Half Skull didn't dare to reach out, and the Big Ghost flicked his finger, sending the drop of sweet rain directly into Half Skull's mouth.

"Consider this drop a gift from me for our first meeting, there won't be any more after this, don't overthink it."

The Big Ghost sat under the tree, looking at Half Skull, and spoke to himself.

"We've all had similar experiences. I once wandered aimlessly too, supported by only a single belief.

My comrades gave me strength, keeping me awake.

Though staying awake is truly the most tormenting, it was my own choice.

I am willing.

The countless hungry ghosts here, their experiences in life may have been very different.

There are good people, bad people, selfish ones, and generous ones.

The master said anyone who can starve to death can't be all that bad.

When you transform into a hungry ghost and start anew, what you once were all becomes mere passing clouds.

I can understand the torment and pain you suffered, as can every hungry ghost here.

So, no matter who you once were.

You just need to remember the present. Now is your rebirth after the past pain and torment.

Cherish this opportunity well, for it was not available a hundred years ago.

The master is exceptionally kind to hungry ghosts, never having unleashed wrath upon any of them.

Believe me, whatever you're worried about is not a big deal.

You need to make a choice."

The Big Ghost spoke kindly and reassuringly, then stood up, patting Half Skull on the shoulder with a smile.

"Be at ease."

Half Skull watched the Big Ghost's departing figure and slowly relaxed.

He grinned, feeling the drop of sweet rain he just swallowed transform in his stomach into a warmth that comforted him and drove away pain.

He returned to the locust forest, curling up like a baby, falling into a deep sleep.

In his empty skull, there was no sign of anything appearing again.

The fragmented memories, broken images, past suffering, all seemed covered in a thin fog, becoming unreal.

Now he just wanted to be a hungry ghost, just an ordinary hungry ghost.

...

Yu Ziqing had already replaced his tea with a new brew, and after a long wait, the blood sacrifice finally changed.

The feedback the saints anticipated never appeared.

From this moment, it was already different from the original state of the sealing.

Only in the black clouds did blood lights emerge, absorbed by the bound giants' wraiths, aggressiveness, and curses, rushing downward.

The blood sacrifice was completely out of control, or rather, the blood sacrifice itself was invalid.

It turned into the saints slaughtering the giants, and the giants, facing inevitable destruction, went utterly mad and began to retaliate.

What followed was chaos, Yu Ziqing stopped watching.

He was now fully certain that Half Skull was once the Sacrificial God.

No matter what connection remained between Half Skull and the Sacrificial God, or whether Half Skull still retained some aspects of the Sacrificial God.

It could now be confirmed that the Sacrificial God worshiped by the saints no longer existed.

Yu Ziqing looked at Mo Huitou, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"The Sacrificial God is gone, so the foundation of the so-called blood sacrifice is automatically gone.

So now, here's the question.

Before, we all needed to enter the sealing to resolve the sealed calamity.

But now I've done absolutely nothing, I've just been here watching a performance.

The calamity itself has changed due to changes in the outside world.

Does that mean this sealing is resolved?"

Mo Huitou looked at the changes in the sky somewhat confused, feeling bewildered.

He didn't understand why this was happening, as this situation had never occurred before.

"What does it mean that the Sacrificial God doesn't exist?"

"The Sacrificial God is dead."

"Deities are undying, they only disappear. As long as they haven't disappeared, they remain deities." Mo Huitou spoke confidently.

Yu Ziqing laughed happily.

"Well said, but that was before."

Just a few days ago, with Li Qiu and that genius Prefectural Governor, he had sent a deity to their death.

A true death.

And before that, their method of killing deities was to destroy the foundation of their power, causing them to permanently disappear.

Which is roughly equivalent to death.

But this kind of death is not the death understood by humans.

There's still a difference.

Like the former Earth Devil Venerate, as long as remaining in a state of merely bone, unable to do anything or awaken, it equaled being dead.

Yet, there are still rare troublesome ones that cannot die, like the Cliff Divine King.

Yu Ziqing looked at Mo Huitou, who appeared puzzled, and continued.

"The Sacrificial God hasn't disappeared, but indeed, it no longer exists. Now, that's no longer the Sacrificial God.

So, I want to ask, does this count as resolving the sealing?"

"I guess it counts..." Mo Huitou seemed uncertain, he thought carefully before speaking.

"The original intent of the sealing was to seal away the calamity and wait for a resolution later on.

Whether it was resolved within the sealing, or changes occurred outside causing changes to the calamity.

It actually aligns with the original intent of the sealing.

But here, it seems we still need to deal with those saints to consider it completely resolved."

"No, the target of this sealing was the blood sacrifice, resolving the issue of the blood sacrifice means it's resolved.