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

Just as He Qingzi's shovel tip was about to touch the roof of the palace, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in the clear sky, deafening and resounding throughout the entire capital!

A bolt from the blue!

Azure arcs of electricity tore through the sky, and streaks of black clouds rolled in like a tidal wave, forming a massive black cloud layer above the City God Temple in a matter of moments.

Rumble!

Thunder roared, displaying the might of heaven and earth; a gale howled, sand and stones flew, and the entire capital trembled slightly.

The mortals were terrified and hid inside their houses, closing their doors and windows tightly, trembling as if it were divine punishment.

But the cultivators turned pale and froze. They clearly sensed that this was not an ordinary thunderstorm, but the wrath of heaven and earth, the fury of some supreme being!

"What exactly happened?"

"This oppressive aura... is it the might of Heaven? Could a great calamity be about to befall us?"

The cultivators dared not breathe loudly, even their breathing became cautious, for fear that the slightest movement would invite a baptism of thunder.

Someone with keen eyes exclaimed, "Look! The very center of the thunderstorm is in the direction of the City God Temple!"

"Today, Senior He Qingzi wants to demolish the City God Temple. Could it be... that he has angered the City God?"

As everyone stared intently, the closer they got to the City God Temple, the more intense the lightning became, and the more terrifying the pressure. Above the City God Temple, a sea of ​​lightning had formed, its power several times more terrifying than the tribulation a cultivator faces when breaking through a realm!

He Qingzi stood frozen in place, the purple-gold crescent shovel slipping from her hand. Her face was ashen, and only endless fear remained in her heart.

He finally realized just how terrifying the existence he had provoked was!

The cultivators in the distance were already terrified, and the followers of the Good Deeds Sect inside the City God Temple were even more terrified and their souls were about to leave their bodies.

All the ordinary disciples lay prostrate on the ground, too weak to even lift their heads.

It wasn't that they didn't want to get up, but rather that an overwhelming force of heaven and earth pressed down on their spines, forcing them to prostrate themselves on the ground, unable to move even their fingertips.

"Uncle-Master..."

They gritted their teeth and desperately pleaded for help, unaware that just as He Qingzi raised the shovel to demolish the temple, a devastating force crashed down upon them.

This force was devastating, instantly tearing apart his defenses and crushing his bones into pieces.

His immortal body was brimming with vitality, and just as his shattered bones were about to reassemble, that immense force descended once more, crushing him.

In just a dozen breaths, his bones shattered more than a dozen times. The excruciating pain, coupled with the frantic depletion of his immortal power, drove him to the brink of madness.

Crack!

A bolt of purple lightning struck down, transforming into a thunder whip that lashed him mercilessly, instantly tearing his skin and leaving him a bloody mess.

The excruciating pain pierced her very soul. He Qingzi rolled wildly on the ground, her screams shattering.

"City God!"

He roared in shock and rage, finally realizing that the underworld had never been far away; it simply couldn't be bothered with them.

"To address me by my given name is an even greater offense!"

From within the thunderclouds, a majestic voice boomed, accompanied by rolling thunder, resounding throughout the entire capital city, shaking heaven and earth.

Arcs of lightning erupted from the sky, transforming into countless lightning whips that lashed out densely at the Good Sect members.

This thunder whip, imbued with the will of the gods, not only whips the flesh but also the soul; the excruciating pain makes everyone wish their souls would instantly vanish.

He Qingzi was covered in blood, struggling and screaming, "Divine Lord, I am He Qingzi, a disciple of the Benevolent Lord!"

"So what?"

Ye Lei's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.

"You mere charitable monks dare to demolish my underworld temple? Who gave you the audacity?"

With a thought, the Black and White Impermanence appeared, their eyes as cold as ice, their murderous aura soaring to the sky.

"How dare this audacious scoundrel demolish the City God's temple! This is a blatant provocation against the underworld!"

The two men each wielded a Yin Si whip and personally struck, each lash aimed at He Qingzi's most painful spots, leaving him wishing for death.

He Qingzi gritted her teeth and argued, "This matter has nothing to do with my master; it was all my own decision! I called out to ask beforehand, and only took action when no one answered..."

"Besides, I have already prepared a new temple; I am merely borrowing this auspicious site and have absolutely no intention of disrespecting the deity!"

"If the deity were to punish us for this, it would be beneath his dignity!"

This was his prepared escape route, an attempt to use words to undermine him and evade the issue.

But Zhong Jiu's cold laugh instantly shattered his delusions.

"How dare you, so disrespectful, spread rumors in front of me!"

"Everyone knows that the City God Temple is a sacred place of the underworld. Don't you know whether there are gods there or not?"

"Who do you think you are, to presume to answer my question? Do you even deserve it?"

"Even if there is no God, does your 'Good Religion' dare to demolish underworld temples without permission? You dare to argue even when you're about to die? You deserve to be beaten!"

Before the words were finished, arcs of lightning rained down again, lashing down on He Qingzi with the whips of the Black and White Impermanence.

This time, the lightning whip was wrapped in boundless karma. With each lash, the black karma seeped into his body, frantically eroding his cultivation.

His cultivation level began to plummet rapidly: True Immortal, Earth Immortal, Nascent Soul, Golden Core, Foundation Establishment...

A peak expert was forcibly knocked down to the mortal realm, becoming a helpless ordinary person.

This kind of disparity was more painful than death for He Qingzi. Her heart ached terribly, and she wished she could end her life immediately.

Having tasted the supreme bliss, how can I allow myself to be reduced to dust?

Holding the City God's seal, Chung Kau manifested a gigantic body in the clouds, his voice shaking heaven and earth: "From this day forward, anyone who demolishes my temples in the underworld or the mortal realm will be afflicted by karmic retribution!"

"This is divine wrath, and all gods and spirits under heaven must obey!"

The great seal radiated a dark divine light, instantly enveloping heaven and earth, its oppressive power sweeping across the four seas and eight wastelands.

"not good!"

The expression on the face of the Good Teaching Yuan Zun changed drastically. The First Venerable, the Old Venerable, the Flower Mother, and even the Western Ten Thousand Paths Master all looked up at the sky, their expressions uncertain.

As the City God of Kyoto, Zhong Jiu's divine position was born from Heaven and Earth and was recognized by the Heavenly Way, so he was qualified to call upon the power of Heaven and Earth; as the highest official of the underworld in the mortal world, he also had the power to set rules with his word.

Using the City God's seal as a medium, he wanted to establish a new Heavenly Law—the only Heavenly Law in the world personally established by a deity.

The moment he finished speaking, in the underworld of Fengdu, the sky was filled with swirling mist, and a colossal black dragon of destiny appeared.

This is the underworld's fortune. With a roar, countless fortunes were consumed by Zhong Jiu's words, yet it was less than one-thousandth of the abundant fortune.

Endless Yin energy surged into the mortal realm, spreading to every corner of the world through the power of the City God's seal.

"Heavenly Laws, be established!"

In the darkness, a will of heaven and earth surged into the minds of all living beings: The Temple of the Underworld is a sacred place; those who destroy the temple violate the laws of heaven and will be punished by heaven!

Upon seeing this, He Qingzi's vision went black and he fainted. He had considered the worst possible outcome, but he never imagined that the City God of Kyoto could actually establish such a heavenly law!

The underworld remained silent for seven hundred years, but when it finally did, its power shook heaven and earth, far exceeding anyone's expectations.

What kind of being did he offend?

What will be the outcome of good teaching?

Can Yuan Zun withstand the wrath of the gods?

Countless terrifying thoughts exploded within him; if he hadn't fainted, he probably would have been scared to death by himself.

"I will obey Your Majesty's decree."

The First Venerable One, with a solemn expression, rose from the temple and bowed deeply to the heavens.

This bow is irrefutable proof that Zhuo Jiao obeyed the order.

"I will obey the decree of the City God."

The old venerable one also bowed down, his eyes filled with satisfaction. Yuan Zun had tried to seize the human race's fortune, but now he had met his match, which was a perfect opportunity to vent his anger.

"I will obey the decree of the City God."

The Flower Mother led all living things in the world to worship her. Although she had nothing to do with this matter, she was filled with awe and developed an overwhelming reverence for the underworld.

In the distant West, the unpredictable and extreme leader of the Myriad Paths Sect also bowed down, uttering only three deep words: "Respect the decree!"

He has decided to build a temple for the underworld in the west to appease this terrifying being.

"I will obey Your Majesty's decree."

Yuan Zun had no choice but to bow, his eyes filled with bewilderment. The strength of the Underworld far exceeded his expectations; its ability to establish Heavenly Laws was a manifestation of the will of Heaven.

But he had inadvertently offended such a being, and endless bitterness welled up in his heart.

After bowing, he was shocked to discover that the fortune of the Good Teachings had suddenly decreased by 20%!

Yuan Zun's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward and looked down at the human world, where he saw the dragon of good fortune roaring in pain, its aura weakened.

One-tenth of the fortune was corrupted by karma due to He Qingzi's rebellious behavior, and another-tenth was due to Zhong Jiu's restoration of the underworld's prestige, which rekindled humanity's awe and faith in the underworld, naturally impacting the Good Sect.

It was truly a case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead; Yuan Zun silently swallowed this bitter pill.

Just then, a huge mountain suddenly appeared in the sky above the Kyoto City God Temple, surrounded by the power of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, exuding a terrifying aura.

The mountain crashed down, suppressing all the disciples of the Good Teachings. The meaning was crystal clear: if you want to take people, Yuanzun will come and take them personally!

Zhong Jiu established heavenly rules and his disciples were suppressed; three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past three days, many high-ranking members of the Good Religion have come to try to negotiate, but they were all suppressed before they even had a chance to speak.

At the entrance of the City God Temple, the Five Elements Mountain pressed down on the disciples of the Good Sect, becoming a strange sight in the capital, attracting a constant stream of onlookers.

"This is truly gratifying! The once-powerful and benevolent sect has fallen into such a miserable state?"

"They dared to offend the underworld; they brought it on themselves!"

Human nature is fickle, and such earth-shattering events have already overturned people's understanding of the underworld.

When the Underworld makes a move, it shakes the heavens and the earth. Everyone understands that even after seven hundred years, the Underworld remains supreme.

The five religions may seem to be incredibly prestigious, but compared to the underworld, they are far inferior.

In terms of establishing heavenly rules alone, none of the five religious leaders could match him.