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

Within seven days, news of the great chaos in the West swept across the entire world like a whirlwind, causing an uproar among all cultivators.

"The five religions fought for destiny, destroying two-tenths of the Western spiritual veins, killing countless lives, and nearly overturning Tianchi Mountain!"

"This is a catastrophic disaster! The underworld will never let this go!"

"No wonder True Immortal Cangdao wanted to file a complaint. If it were me, I would fight to the death too!"

Everyone was speculating about how the underworld would handle the situation, and deep down they all had a premonition that the Five Religions were doomed!

Everyone knows that when the underworld intervenes, it's never a trivial matter.

The last time, heavenly laws were established to severely punish virtuous sects; the time before that, the calamity between immortals and demons was unleashed, wiping out half of the major Buddhist and Taoist sects.

Anyone who crosses the line of the underworld will suffer a miserable end.

"Are the five once-prosperous religions destined to decline?"

Someone asked a question in a low voice, but no one could answer it.

The disciples of the five sects, who were once arrogant and full of superiority, are now all restless and anxious. This panic has spread from the servants to the leaders of each sect, and no one can feel at ease.

On the morning of the seventh day, five jet-black beams of light suddenly shot out from the direction of Fengdu, piercing through the Yin-Yang barrier and heading straight for the Five Religions Mountain Gate.

The oppressive aura swept across the entire mortal realm, causing the heavens and earth to change color, and no one dared to stand in its way!

At the gate of Shanjiao Mountain, Yuanzun was giving a sermon to his disciples when his mind suddenly tightened. He looked up abruptly and saw a black light ignoring the mountain's protective array and landing directly on his head.

A majestic voice resounded throughout the mountain gate: "By imperial decree of King Qin Guang, Yuan Zun is ordered to proceed to Fengdu immediately to await judgment!"

Yuan Zun gave a wry smile, knowing he couldn't avoid it. He stood up, bowed, and accepted the decree: "Yuan Zun obeys the decree."

Inside the Elf Cult, the Flower Mother looked at the decree that had fallen before her, sighed softly, and respectfully held it up with both hands, saying, "The Hundred Flower Fairy obeys the decree."

The Flower Mother, once revered by all living things, dared not presume in the slightest before King Qin Guang's decree.

The gate of the Myriad Paths Sect was shrouded in black light, like a black sun, hovering above it. The True Lord of the Azure Path gazed at the decree, his heart filled with unease.

He pondered repeatedly, realizing that although he was the victim, the thoughts of the gods were unpredictable, leaving him feeling uneasy.

"By imperial decree, the True Lord of Cangdao"

He gritted his teeth and bowed, not daring to hesitate for a moment.

Within the Zhuo Sect, the First Venerable received the decree, his face ashen.

His disciples, their faces filled with fear, rushed forward, saying, "Master, are you really going? You're considered one of the main culprits by the world; this trip might be..."

The First Venerable took a deep breath, his expression resolute: "I must go! The Underworld can destroy my Zhuo Sect in the blink of an eye. If I go, there is still a glimmer of hope; if I don't go, the entire Zhuo Sect will be buried with me!"

He knew all too well the power of the underworld; faced with absolute pressure, he had no choice.

Within the Yun Sheng Sect, the Elder Sage suppressed his fear and addressed his anxious disciples in a deep voice: "King Qin Guang summoned us, but there's no need to fear. If he truly wanted to kill us, why bother with all this? He could have simply attacked directly, and the Yun Sheng Sect would have been annihilated in an instant!"

Even so, the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

The fate of the five religions is now entirely in King Qin Guang's hands. The future is uncertain, and they can only leave it to fate.

The five supreme venerable figures of the mortal realm, wielding supreme power and looking down upon all living beings, dared not utter a single thought of resistance before Zhong Jiuyi's decree.

Streaks of light pierced the barrier between Yin and Yang, carrying with them their resentment and apprehension, all heading towards Fengdu.

Along the way, the group encountered each other unexpectedly, their eyes concealing murderous intent.

The True Lord of Cangdao was filled with a surge of malevolent energy, his teeth itching with hatred.

The First Venerable and the Old Venerable were on the verge of fighting, exchanging sharp glances, and were just short of coming to blows on the spot.

Although Yuan Zun and Hua Mu appeared calm on the surface, they harbored a thousand schemes in their eyes.

But no one dared to break the deadlock. King Qin Guang's decree clearly warned that anyone who fought privately on the way to Fengdu would have their soul scattered. Even they dared not provoke this outrage.

"Let's go pay our respects to the Emperor first; Fengdu is not a place to run wild."

Yuan Zun suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his tone indifferent yet carrying an undeniable clarity.

He knew all too well that if King Qin Guang could summon them with a single decree, he had the power to crush them.

In this sacred underworld, even if they had a hundred lives, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

This was the first time any of them had ever set foot in the underworld. The chilling atmosphere of the Gates of Hell, the desolation of the Road to the Underworld, and the ethereal Bridge of Helplessness shook them to their core.

The arrogance that once looked down upon the mortal world has now largely vanished.

Standing beneath the walls of Fengdu, the endless, black-flame-shrouded walls exuded boundless majesty, and a sense of awe from the depths of one's soul arose involuntarily.

"The underworld's resources are terrifyingly deep..."

The old Venerable and the First Venerable felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, their worries deepening. If King Qin Guang were to deal with them, given the strength of the Underworld, they wouldn't even have the right to escape.

For someone of King Qin Guang's stature, their life or death is merely a matter of a single word.

Yuan Zun strode forward, cupped his hands in a gesture of humility before a patrolling Yin God, and said, "My lord, we have come to the Xuanming Palace to pay our respects on the orders of His Majesty."

The Yin deity merely glanced at them indifferently, his tone icy: "I am an envoy of the Xuanming Palace. Follow me."

Having said that, he walked away with his hands behind his back, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

The men's faces turned pale and then red, filled with resentment. In the mortal realm, they were supreme beings whose word was law, worshipped by countless living beings, yet they were being treated so disrespectfully by a messenger from the underworld.

But they dared not retaliate. The outcome of this journey was uncertain, and the slightest mistake could lead to utter ruin. They could only grit their teeth and follow along, barely daring to breathe.

Led by the envoy, the group finally arrived at the Xuanming Palace.

Looking up, they saw golden bricks paving the ground, jade pillars supporting the sky, and majestic palaces. The air was filled with a mixture of celestial and yin energy, making it ten thousand times more magnificent than their sect's sacred ground in the mortal realm. Every place exuded an inviolable nobility, which made the group of people tremble with fear once again.

"Your Majesty is the head of the Ten Kings of Hell. Your Highness King Qin Guang, you must kneel and pay your respects when you see him. Please observe the proper etiquette. If you offend him in the slightest, do not blame me for being ruthless."

The messenger stopped and coldly gave instructions.

"Naturally, I obey."

Mother Hua quickly agreed, and the others smiled bitterly to themselves, how could they dare to disobey?

In this Fengdu, the words of King Qin Guang are the heavenly laws.

The envoy nodded and led them through layers of palaces, soon arriving at the main hall of the Xuanming Palace.

"Let's go in."

The group quickly thanked them and stepped into the hall with trepidation. As soon as they entered, they were overwhelmed by the oppressive atmosphere on both sides.

On either side of the main hall, civil and military officials of Fengdu stood in rows.

On the left, in the civil official formation, four judges sit upright, their bodies exuding righteousness and their eyes sharp as knives, wielding the power of judgment between Yin and Yang.

On the right side, in the military officer formation, Bai Qi, clad in black iron armor and wielding a long sword, stood with his generals behind him, their imposing aura and murderous intent soaring to the heavens.

After Zhong Jiu was promoted to King Qin Guang, he had already rewarded those who had contributed to the cause. Bai Qi and others had their divine status greatly increased, and their strength far surpassed what it had been before.

Countless divine gazes fell upon them, some scrutinizing, some contemptuous, and some filled with chilling killing intent.

Even without malice, the oppressive aura emanating from the Yin God sent chills down their spines, almost extinguishing their courage to even look up.

"Even if the five religions were united, they would be nothing more than ants before the underworld..."

The group exclaimed inwardly, finally understanding their place in the world. Their former arrogance vanished completely.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The group dared not delay and knelt down to kowtow, their voices trembling uncontrollably, not daring to raise their heads.

Zhong Jiu sat on the highest throne, wearing a black royal robe and seven strands of pearls hanging from his crown, covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of cold and deep eyes.

His gaze swept over the group as if scrutinizing ants: "They do have some luck; no wonder they can stir up trouble in the mortal realm."

He already knew that these people had great fortune, but seeing it with his own eyes today, he realized that heaven and earth favored them.

These individuals are all protagonists of their time, blessed by heaven and earth. When they take human form, they are accompanied by magical artifacts, making their path of cultivation smooth. Once they establish a sect, they are surrounded by a gathering of fortune.

Unfortunately, their fortunes had already been damaged by selfishness. Heaven and earth nurtured them, but they only cared about fighting for power and profit, disrupting the order of heaven.

If it weren't for the good deeds he had accumulated in the past that could offset his karma, he would have already been annihilated.

"My meager fortune is unworthy of Your Majesty's praise."

Yuan Zun immediately kowtowed, his tone extremely humble.

He knew in his heart that Zhong Jiu's praise was never a good thing; the more polite he was, the more dangerous it was. He was cautious and vigilant and dared not relax for a moment.

"You guys do have some self-awareness!"

Zhong Jiu snorted coldly, his tone icy and piercing, each word like a hammer blow striking their hearts: "Yuan Zun, you were born from the pure air of the mountains; Shi Zun, you were conceived from a stone embryo; Lao Zun, you were born with knowledge; Cang Dao Zhen Zhu, you faced hardship in your early days but were favored by heaven and earth; Hua Mu, you embody the essence of plants and trees... Which of you was not favored by heaven and earth?"

"Heaven and earth bestowed upon you boundless opportunities and granted you power, yet how have you repaid them? You have fought for power and profit, disrupted the order of heaven and earth, stirred up calamities, and treated the lives of all living beings as worthless weeds!"

Zhong Jiu's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and his aura intensified. The group of people were so overwhelmed by the pressure that they broke out in a cold sweat, their foreheads pressed to the ground, and even breathing became difficult.

Overwhelmed by shame and fear, the group dared not utter a single word of explanation, and could only lie prostrate on the ground, saying, "We know we were wrong."

The monk Fuzhu sneered, his voice not loud, but each word clear: "Heaven creates all things to nourish man, yet man still complains that Heaven is unkind... You are the best example of this!"

These words struck them like a thunderbolt, causing them to tremble with fear. They immediately kowtowed, saying, "We know we were wrong, please punish us, Your Majesty!"

Zhong Jiu's gaze swept over the group, his tone softening slightly, yet still carrying an undeniable authority: "Since your debut, you have either rectified chaos or protected your race, and you have performed meritorious deeds. Heaven and Earth remember your past achievements, and I will not kill you today."

Upon hearing this, the group instantly breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts finally at ease.

Fortunately, King Qin Guang did not intend to kill them.

Before they could fully relax, King Qin Guang's words rang out again, icy and chilling: "But your actions have stirred up the calamity of heaven and earth. If this calamity spreads, causing widespread suffering, how can you expect innocent people to bear the consequences of your mistakes? You should be the ones to shoulder this divine retribution!"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions suddenly changing.

The First Emperor gritted his teeth, mustered his courage, and raised his head, his voice trembling: "May I ask Your Majesty, are we to personally face this calamity?"

Zhong Jiu nodded slightly, his tone calm yet carrying a deadly pressure: "You are already caught in the calamity, but the core of the calamity's energy is not you, but your sect, its affiliated forces, and all your disciples!"