On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

Faced with the lofty accusations of Laozi, who seemed to possess all the truths of the world, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao, who were suppressed above the underworld, showed no remorse or fear whatsoever.

Yunxiao struggled to lift her head, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, yet a chillingly beautiful smile appeared on her lips.

"Cause and effect? ​​Following the natural order?"

Yunxiao's voice, though weak, carried a deep-seated sarcasm: "Laojun, these words may fool the younger generation, but must you be so hypocritical in front of us?"

"What exactly caused the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods? Wasn't it because the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect broke the precept against killing, and were burdened by their own karma, unable to sever their Three Corpses? Wasn't it because they wanted to use the name of the Great Tribulation to drag the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect into the pit of that killing calamity?"

"What did my elder brother Zhao Gongming do wrong? He was quietly reciting the Yellow Court Classic in Luofu Cave on Mount Emei, yet he was cursed to death by Lu Ya with the Seven Arrows of Nailhead! What did we sisters do wrong? We only wanted to seek justice for our brother, yet we were bullied by you and the two sages, Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Bixiao, enduring excruciating pain, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva: "What bullshit destiny! It's nothing but you Human Sect and Chan Sect being in cahoots, ganging up to bully our Jie Sect! Now Su Bai just wants to survive, and you still want to use this grand theory to intimidate him? Bah!"

These words, though extremely harsh, hit the nail on the head.

It can be said that it tore away the fig leaf of the Investiture of the Gods war back then.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the already indignant immortals of the Jie Sect now had red eyes and could no longer suppress their anger.

"Well said!!"

"I've long since given up on being an official in Heaven! Let whoever wants the job take it!"

"Does being a saint mean you can disregard reason?!"

Seeing that the situation was about to spiral out of control, Zhao Gongming, who had been silent in the front row, now had a terrifyingly gloomy face. He stared intently at the scene in the water mirror, watching the tragic state of his three younger sisters being suppressed, his clenched fists turning white at the knuckles.

"Senior Sister," Zhao Gongming suddenly transmitted his voice to the Golden Spirit Mother beside him, his voice low and hoarse, "Did you see clearly? Su Bai... that's my brother-in-law! And also your disciple!"

The Golden Spirit Mother trembled with starlight; she had already learned the truth from the previous scene. The "wicked disciple" Jiao'er, whom she had personally killed, had actually sacrificed himself to protect her.

This guilt was like a rusty, dull knife, cutting back and forth in her heart.

I owe him my life.

The Golden Spirit Mother's voice was as cold as ice, yet burning with fire, "For countless years, as Doumu Yuanjun, though I held a high position and great power, I was like a walking corpse. Now that I know the truth, if I cannot even protect his reincarnation, what face do I have to live on in this world?"

"Junior brother, let's begin."

A resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Golden Spirit Mother. "Even if it means the collapse of my true spirit and the complete annihilation of my body and soul, I will fight for Su Bai's life! At worst, I'll just give my life back to him!"

"No."

Zhao Gongming shook his head, his eyes flashing with a shrewd and crazed light. "Senior sister, if we fight head-on, we can't beat the sages. Even the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, who severed their karmic ties, were suppressed. We, who are completely controlled by the Investiture of the Gods, would only be throwing our lives away if we rushed up."

"If we're going to do it, we must do it thoroughly! We must make even the Heavenly Court and the Sage feel the pain!"

Zhao Gongming took a sudden step forward, and his aura changed abruptly. It was no longer the fierce aura of a general in a fit of rage, but rather a vast and boundless golden aura that was almost tangible.

That is—merit! That is—incense offerings!

That is the collective power of desire for wealth from all beings in the three realms!

"Laojun! Are you trying to use the Heavenly Dao to oppress people?"

Zhao Gongming laughed loudly, his laughter echoing through the heavens: "Do you know who I am? I am the True Lord of the Mysterious Altar! I control all the wealth in the world! In this Three Realms and Six Paths, who doesn't seek wealth? Who doesn't worship me, Zhao Gongming?!"

"Over the years, I've accumulated so much merit and offerings that I don't know where to spend it all!!"

"I'm putting my words here today!"

Zhao Gongming pointed at the Thirty-Three Heavens and shouted fiercely, "If you dare to touch Su Bai, if you dare to touch my three sisters, I will destroy my divine position and scatter all my immeasurable merits!"

"At that time, the world's wealth will be depleted, karma will be in chaos, and the Heavenly Dao will turn against you! Let's see if your Heavenly Court's fortune can withstand it! Let's see if the foundation of your Human Sect will be shaken!!"

This is the source of Zhao Gongming's confidence!

I won't fight you, I'll fight you to the death! I'll fight to the death for the collapse of the economic lifeline of the Three Realms!

These words shocked the entire hall.

Even the usually calm and composed face of Laozi finally showed a slight ripple.

This Zhao Gongming actually used his own golden body of merit as a threat? You must understand, at their level, merit is a talisman. If Zhao Gongming truly dissipates all his merit, the Heavenly Dao will retaliate, and even if he is a saint, he will be tainted with its filth!

"Junior brother, you..." The Golden Spirit Mother was moved.

"Offerings and incense? I, Old Zhao, have no shortage of such offerings! For Su Bai's sake, for my three sisters, I don't need them!"

Zhao Gongming waved his hand, his voice filled with heroic spirit: "Senior Sister, let's go! To the Underworld! Let's see who dares to touch them today!"

"However..." Zhao Gongming secretly transmitted his voice to Jin Ling, "Senior Sister, relying on us alone is not enough. To completely turn the tide, we must find Junior Sister Wudang! She has been lurking in the lower realm for many years, gathering the remaining strength of the Jie Sect. Only by finding her will we have the capital to truly challenge the Sages. Today, protect her first!"

"good!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit responded immediately.

The next moment, the most spectacular scene in tens of thousands of years unfolded inside the Lingxiao Palace.

"Disciples of the Jie Sect, heed my command!"

At the command of the Holy Mother Jinling, "Disarm! Descend to the mortal realm! Go to the underworld!"

Splash!

The Nine Luminaries removed their official hats, the Twenty-Eight Mansions threw away their weapons, and the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings of the Thunder Department roared in unison.

At this moment, hundreds of important gods of the Jie Sect who held important positions in the Heavenly Court went on strike!

They followed Zhao Gongming and Jinling Shengmu in a grand procession, transforming into streaks of light, ignoring the Jade Emperor's shouts and the obstruction of the supervising officials, and rushed straight towards the underworld!

Before long, the sky above the underworld was filled with a dense mass of gods.

They stood before the suppressed Sanxiao and before the judged Su Bai, forming an unbreakable human wall.

Zhao Gongming stood at the forefront, with thousands of fellow disciples of the Jie Sect behind him. He looked up at the image of Laozi in the void and issued his final ultimatum:

"Laojun!"

"If you're going to punish us, then punish us too! If you're going to kill, then kill us all!"

"If you're so capable, then erase all the names from this Investiture of the Gods! Let this Heavenly Court become an empty shell!!"

This is the Jie Sect!

Though defeated, they never bowed down!

At this moment, the Buddha, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, saw that the moment had reached its peak and that watching any longer might backfire. So he put his hands together, smiled, and stood up.

"Amitabha."

"Excellent, excellent. It seems that the An Tian Assembly will not be able to take place today. This is a matter of the Xuanmen sect, and it is really inappropriate for this outsider to stay any longer."

"Great Heavenly Venerable, Laozi, this humble monk will now take his leave."

After saying this, Buddha, along with Guanyin and the others, slipped away as fast as they could. Their retreating figures exuded a sense of schadenfreude.

With the departure of the Western religion, the mess was completely left to the Taoist sect.

Faced with Zhao Gongming's "suicidal" threat and the coup attempt by the immortals of the Jie Sect.

Laozi finally became truly enraged.

In the void, purple energy surged, transforming into a gigantic yin-yang symbol that obscured the entire sky.

"Good! Very good!"

Laozi's voice carried a chilling coldness:

"Are they all trying to rebel?"

"Using merit to blackmail me? Threatening the Heavenly Court with a strike?"

"Zhao Gongming, Jin Ling, do you really think this humble Taoist wouldn't dare to kill? Do you really think this humble Taoist wouldn't dare to erase the Investiture of the Gods and reopen it?!"

"Since you wish to die, then this humble Taoist will grant your wish!!"

Laozi's aura of saintly power surged, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire area.

"At worst, we'll just kill them again!"