"God Yu'er? Which deity is this?"
Li Huowang tried to wrap his mind around this baffling name several times, but even the well-informed memories of Hong Zhong had no trace of a deity called God Yu'er.
While Li Huowang was pondering, the distant villagers began to show new changes.
The people in the circle gradually quieted down, extinguishing all their candles and oil lamps. In complete darkness, they prostrated themselves on the ground, silently kneeling and worshipping towards something unseen in front of them.
"What are they worshipping?" Li Huowang switched his body color to match the earth, blending in as he cautiously approached their direction.
Li Huowang had guessed that they might be worshipping a giant banyan tree, but he later realized that was not the case. The direction they faced above their heads was nothing but darkness.