I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

This Dragon-Slaying Platform was not hastily put together; rather, it was specially commissioned by Zhong Jiu and painstakingly built by his subordinates.

This is specifically for slaying the evil dragon.

That giant guillotine was no ordinary iron; it was forged from top-grade refining materials and was incomparably sharp. Not to mention a flood dragon, even a real dragon could be cut in half with a single strike!

As for these top-tier refining materials, the Underworld has no shortage of them.

In recent days, the underworld has swept away countless demon lairs, and the treasures and materials seized are piled up like mountains. Building a dragon-slaying platform is just a piece of cake for them.

Zhong Jiu built this Dragon-Slaying Platform not only to give the evil dragon a dignified death, but more importantly, after drinking the dragon's blood, the Dragon-Slaying Platform will transform into an unparalleled treasure!

In the future, if any ignorant demons or monsters dare to violate the laws of the underworld or harm the people, they will be sent directly to the Dragon-Slaying Platform and beheaded with a single stroke, as a warning to others!

If you can slay a dragon, what kind of demon in this world can't you kill?

The group of soul messengers worked together to carefully lift Meng Jianglongjun onto the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

Soon, the enormous head of the evil dragon was steadily placed under the guillotine, waiting only for Zhong Jiu's command to separate its head from its body.

Roar--!

At this moment, the evil dragon seemed to finally realize what was about to happen, and a trace of clarity awakened in its originally chaotic and violent eyes.

It let out a mournful and desolate wail, and two crystal tears rolled down from its blood-red eyes, dripping onto the Dragon-Slaying Platform with a crisp sound.

The millions of people at the scene, as well as countless viewers watching the live stream online, clearly felt its sorrow and despair, and the entire venue fell silent for a moment.

"Holy crap! Look, this dragon... it's crying?"

"What's the use of crying? You only realize your mistake when you're about to die? What were you doing before?"

"I admit I'm a bit of a sympathizer, but looking at it like this, I actually feel a little sorry for it... Maybe it really didn't mean to hurt anyone?"

"Sympathy my ass!"

Immediately, someone retorted, "Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Chayou County are already lost! The devastation has been done; how can we appease public anger and give the victims justice if we don't kill it?"

"Yes... When a dragon is about to die, its cry is mournful, but its mournful cry cannot bring back the lives of hundreds of thousands!"

Seeing the dragon shed tears, everyone was filled with emotion.

Such a powerful creature should have soared through the heavens, riding the clouds and mist, flying through the sky and disappearing into the earth, living freely and being revered by all living beings.

But now, he is trapped on the Dragon-Slaying Platform, facing the guillotine.

"Send for the executioner!"

Zhong Jiu's tone was indifferent, yet carried the unquestionable authority of a judge.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man with a red turban wrapped around his head strode out, his brows furrowed with barely concealed tension, yet he dared not hesitate for a moment.

"This humble one pays respects to the divine being!"

Many people recognized him at a glance, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Old Tu from the north of the city?!"

"Who is Lao Tu?"

"You don't even know Tu Yidao? His family has been butchers for generations. He wields his butcher knife with unparalleled skill; no matter what kind of beast it is, he can easily take care of it!"

"Your Honor, you wish to slay a dragon, so why have you brought a butcher?"

Those familiar with Tu Yidao were instantly in an uproar, with discussions rising and falling.

In such a sacred and solemn occasion, the sudden appearance of a familiar mortal sent a strange shock through everyone present.

Wen Tianxiang raised his hand and pointed directly at the Dragon-Slaying Platform, his voice booming like a bell: "I invite Mr. Tu to ascend the Dragon-Slaying Platform and slay this evil dragon!"

These words caused an uproar in the entire room!

Everyone's ears perked up; they could hardly believe their ears—a mere mortal was to be sent to slay a dragon?!

In reality, Zhong Jiu was also helpless. When it comes to execution, the city government has plenty of soul soldiers, and killing other demon races is a piece of cake. But even if the dragon race is just a jiaolong, it is far superior to ordinary demon races!

In mythology, slaying dragons is all about ritual, but right now, nobody has any experience in slaying dragons.

In the end, Wen Tianxiang came up with an idea: there was an ancient story of a mortal being ordered by a celestial being to slay a dragon in a dream. Now that the Dragon-Slaying Platform has been built, why not invite a mortal qualified to slay the dragon to personally end this evil dragon!

Such mortals are extremely rare; out of twenty million people in Xingsha City, only one like Tu Yidao could be found!

His family had been butchers for generations, and they had killed countless people. They were filled with a strong aura of malevolence, and even ordinary evil spirits dared not approach them.

What's even more remarkable is that, although their livelihood is based on killing, their ancestors were always law-abiding, charitable, and accumulated a great deal of good karma.

This person is simply the chosen one!

As long as this dragon is slain, his fate will be completely rewritten. A hundred years later, he will be included in the City God's Palace and become a formal executioner.

Tu Yidao knew in his heart that this was an incredible stroke of luck!

Although his heart was pounding with nervousness, he gritted his teeth and stepped onto the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

He clenched his fist and slowly approached the evil dragon.

Compared to the colossal, ferocious dragon, he was as insignificant as an ant, and a chilling fear instantly swept over his entire body.

He stood frozen in place for a long time, and a murmur of discussion arose from the audience, including doubts and urging.

Tu Yidao glanced at the audience, pinched himself hard, and suddenly shouted:

"You wicked dragon, you deserve to die a thousand deaths! Today, I, Tu Yidao, am acting on the orders of the Judge to execute you. If you have any grievances, you may appeal to the City God's Palace. But if you dare to harm anyone again, I will surely make sure your soul is scattered and you are never reincarnated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tu Yidao felt an inexplicable surge of courage rush to his head, and his eyes instantly filled with murderous intent!

Just as his murderous aura was fully revealed, a mysterious power suddenly poured into his body, causing him to grow into a giant several feet tall!

As his size increased dramatically, Tu Yidao's confidence also soared, and his previous fear vanished completely.

He spat, rubbed his hands together, and gripped the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine tightly, his muscles bulging.

"cut--!"

A deafening roar shook the entire arena. He pulled with all his might, and the guillotine crashed down with a whooshing sound!

With a crisp, cracking sound!

With a flash of light, the hideous dragon's head rolled to the ground, blood gushing out instantly.

Those blood-red eyes, after completely losing their life force, slowly returned to their normal appearance.

The dragon's head rolled off, and blood gushed from its severed neck, all of which was absorbed by the Dragon-Slaying Platform. The platform instantly lit up with dense, dazzling silver patterns.

This strike not only transformed the Dragon Slaying Platform, but also completely altered Tu Yidao's appearance. Even though his body shrunk back to the size of a normal person, a wisp of murderous aura remained in his eyes, and his entire body exuded an aura of power without anger.

Strangely enough, at the very moment the evil dragon was slain, a sudden downpour began, and the dense rain instantly diluted the stench of blood in the air.

After the Dragon-Slaying Platform absorbed enough dragon blood, the remaining blood meandered down the grooves in the platform and flowed into the Meng River, instantly turning the river surface crimson.

The small fish and shrimp in the river had been waiting for a long time, and they all crowded forward, frantically swallowing the dragon's blood. This was an incredible stroke of luck, which could awaken the intelligence of many aquatic creatures!

Previously, the Dragon Lord had slaughtered many, greatly weakening the Mengjiang aquatic tribe. Now that he is dead, his dragon blood has been returned to the aquatic tribe. Every drink and every bite is truly ordained by Heaven!

Looking at the enormous dragon corpse, Zhong Jiu immediately ordered the soul messengers to collect it and give it a proper burial.

As a judge deity, he had no interest in the scales and bones of the dragon; he couldn't do something so petty.

But the others were already extremely envious. Zhong Jiu really didn't want to see the dragon die and its scales and bones be looted and divided up, so he simply ordered it to be buried.

If someone is destined to find the grave and dig it up in the future, that will be their opportunity, and Zhong Jiu is too lazy to care.

"Your Honor, the evil dragon has been slain. May I return home now?"

At this moment, Tu Yidao was no longer the timid and submissive man he had been before. After slaying the dragon, he exuded confidence and his posture became much straighter.

"Please go ahead."

Zhong Jiu spoke calmly, his tone completely unwavering.

Tu Yidao bowed deeply to Zhong Jiu, then strode away. Upon seeing this, the crowd instinctively stepped back, automatically making way for him, their eyes filled with awe.

With that, the matter of slaying the dragon was finally settled.

The entire incident was witnessed by countless people, instantly creating a new wave of excitement in Xingsha City.

"So what if it's a dragon? Daring to defy the laws of the underworld, it will still meet a tragic end, its head severed from its body!"

"Who would have thought that the dragon slayer was just a mortal butcher? That guy was completely transformed after slaying the dragon!"

"Their family has been butchers for generations; they were born to do this. Slaying the dragon was fate!"

The internet exploded with discussion, and related topics dominated the trending topics.

The phone at the Xingsha City Special Operations Department was ringing off the hook, almost drowning out the calls.

Countless people wanted to get treasures like dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon horns from the Special Operations Department. After a lot of hard work, everyone was exhausted.

Zhang Yunxiao slumped into his chair, his face full of frustration and pent-up anger: "These people certainly know how to think! They just ask for treasures without even considering whether we have any!"

The dragon's corpse was in the hands of the City God's Mansion. Even if they had a hundred times the courage, no one would dare to ask for it back, and no one could get it!

The uproar caused by slaying the dragon couldn't be suppressed anytime soon, but Zhong Jiu had no interest in paying attention to it at all.

He went straight back to the City God's Mansion and sat quietly in the Judge's Hall, waiting as he expected. There would definitely be some commotion tonight.

Sure enough, within a few hours, a figure appeared outside the City God's Mansion. Upon seeing the Soul Messenger, the figure directly expressed his desire to see him.