Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Central Region, Youzhou, City of Sin.

Di Shitian led Wang Teng into the city lord's mansion, where Li Wujiu immediately greeted them, bowing and clasping his hands in greeting.

"Your subordinate greets Your Majesty the Ghost Emperor."

No need for formalities.

Di Shitian waved his hand, turned to the side and pointed to Wang Teng behind him.

"His name is Wang Teng. From today onwards, he will be stationed with you in Sin City."

"Yes!" Li Wujiu straightened up and solemnly bowed in response.

He glanced up and looked at the young man behind Di Shitian, and instantly understood.

Despite his young age, his cultivation has already reached the late stage of the Celestial Realm; his talent is truly outstanding.

No wonder he was personally brought back by the Ghost Emperor and entrusted with an important task.

Wang Teng stepped forward and respectfully bowed:

"Junior Wang Teng greets City Lord Li."

"I have long admired the City Lord's name, and it is a great honor to finally meet you today."

Li Wujiu looked at the young man before him, whose eyes were clear yet held a hidden tenacity.

A friendly smile appeared on his face, and he reached out to help him up, saying, "Young man, you're too kind."

"At your age, you are already in the late stage of the Celestial Realm, and can be called the leader of the younger generation. Your future is limitless."

Indra glanced at the sky and interrupted their pleasantries:

"Alright, you two get to know each other a bit. I'm heading back to the Underworld now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a slash, creating a crack in the space. He then turned and walked inside.

Li Wujiu watched Di Shitian leave, then turned around and patted Wang Teng on the shoulder:

"Come on, young man Wang Teng, I'll show you around Sin City."

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, Lord Li."

……

Death Valley

A chilling wind swept through the valley, shrouded in mist. Indra tore through space and landed directly in the center of the Underworld Council Hall.

He stood before the main seat and raised his voice to the void, proclaiming:

"Gentlemen, please come to the council hall immediately; we have something to discuss."

Before long, Wu Wudi, Yin Zhong, Jiang Chen, Jiang Yuyan, and thirteen others arrived one after another and took their seats according to their rank.

"Tell us, you called us here, it can't be anything good, can it?"

Yin Zhong leaned back in his chair, propped his chin on his hand, and spoke first.

"Are those people from the Yunlan Sect, the Netherworld Palace, and the Wind and Thunder Pavilion going to make a move against us?"

Indra nodded, his expression darkening slightly, and said directly, "Not bad!"

"The Underworld Detectives have sent word that the Yunlan Sect is already gathering its forces and is expected to attack Youzhou soon."

He glanced at everyone in the hall and slowly asked:

"The reason I've called you all here today is to ask your opinions: should we take the initiative, or sit in the underworld and wait for them to come to us?"

"Of course, we should take the initiative!"

Wu Wudi slammed his hand on the table with a "bang," making the chair shake.

"What kind of behavior is it to cower in your own territory and wait for others to come knocking on your door? We in the Underworld have no reason to swallow our anger!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Zhong nodded in agreement, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"It's better to take the initiative, so they don't break into Youzhou, fight and kill on our territory, and make a mess of the place. It will be troublesome to clean up afterwards."

Indra tapped his fingertips lightly on the edge of the table, pondered for a moment, and then revealed the plan he had already devised:

"If we're going to take the initiative, I suggest we start by attacking the Wind and Thunder Pavilion."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he continued:

"According to information from the Underworld Detective Division, Feng Lingxu, the Supreme Elder of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, is currently within the Cloud Mist Sect."

"Now, only the Pavilion Master Lei Jinghong, a terrestrial immortal, remains to oversee the Fenglei Pavilion."

Xiong Ba crossed his arms over his chest, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes upon hearing this:

"This idea is sound. Without top-tier combat power to back it up, Fenglei Pavilion is just a spineless coward that can be crushed with a single pinch."

"Destroy it first; this will serve as a warning to both the Yunlan Sect and the Netherworld Palace."

"It will also let the entire Central Region know what the consequences are for provoking my Underworld."

The Evil Emperor, who had been silent throughout the hall, suddenly spoke:

"I agree with this plan. Why don't I go this time?"

"I have just arrived in this world and have not yet accomplished anything. I will take this opportunity to do my part for the Underworld."

"I'll go too," Xiong Ba immediately replied, standing up.

"My situation is the same as the Evil Emperor's; I have just arrived in this world and have yet to achieve anything."

Li Maozhen, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen exchanged a glance and immediately stood up and bowed.

"My esteemed Ghost Emperors, the three of us are also willing to accompany you."

Seeing the eager expressions of the crowd, Yin Zhong smiled.

"Brother Emperor, since everyone wants to go, let's split into two groups."

"One group will go to destroy the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, while the other group will stay in Youzhou to guard against a sneak attack by the Left Protector of the Netherworld Palace."

Indra nodded and immediately made the decision: "Alright, it's settled then."

"Brother Xiehuang, Brother Xiongba, you two take Li Maozhen, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen to Fenglei Pavilion and finish this quickly."

"The rest of us will remain in Youzhou to set up defenses, in case the Left Protector launches a sudden attack."

"Alright." Xie Huang and Xiong Ba responded and turned to leave with Li Maozhen and the other two.

After the meeting, Indra went to the cave outside the underworld.

He gave a few words of advice to the ancient prison-guarding beast that was dozing at the cave entrance:

"Keep a close watch on the entrance; kill anyone who steps into Death Valley on the spot."

The Prison-Suppressing Beast opened one eye, let out a low growl as a sign of response, then closed its eye again and continued to doze.

Having arranged everything, Di Shitian turned around and, with Wu Wudi, Yin Zhong, the surrendered minister, and others, headed straight for the City of Sin.

Everyone knew that if the Netherworld Palace wanted to invade Youzhou,

As the Underworld's forward outpost in Youzhou, Sin City is bound to be their first target.

……

The following evening,

The setting sun painted the sky red, over Yongzhou, above the edge of the Zhenlei Mountains.

The Evil Emperor and Xiong Ba were suspended here, followed by Li Maozhen, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen.

The Evil Emperor looked down at the lightning-studded mountains below and casually remarked:

"The Thunder Mountain Range is rich in thunderous spiritual energy, making it a uniquely blessed land for thunder cultivators to cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba chuckled softly, his tone carrying an icy chill:

"Unfortunately, this precious land will cease to exist after today."

"Let's go, let's go straight to the main peak of Fenglei Pavilion."

The five of them transformed into streaks of light and sped towards the depths of the mountains.

Meanwhile, inside the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, no one was aware that annihilation was about to befall them.

On the sect square, the annual disciple competition was in full swing.

The sounds of disciples sparring on the stage and the cheers of their fellow disciples below mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Lei Jinghong, the Pavilion Master, sat in the main seat above the square, holding a teacup in his hand, looking relaxed.

To his left sat Elder Hao Hailei, a mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivator.

To the right sat two elders at the late stage of the Celestial Realm.

A hunchbacked old woman was named Feng Yuehua, and a red-haired man was named Hou Sailei.

Hao Hailei turned to look at Lei Jinghong, his tone tinged with satisfaction:

"Sect Master, after the second shackle of heaven and earth was broken, the cultivation levels of our disciples have all risen accordingly, making considerable progress."

Lei Jinghong took a sip of tea and nodded slightly: "Indeed. This is a golden age."

"This generation of disciples has caught a good time, and it is their blessing."

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