Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The next day at 9:00 AM, Youzhou, the City of Sin.

Xiong Ba, Xie Huang, Li Maozhen, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen flashed and landed in the courtyard of the city lord's mansion.

Inside the pavilion, Di Shitian, Yin Zhong, and Wu Wudi were drinking tea and playing chess around a stone table.

Upon seeing the five return, they all put down their chess pieces and stood up.

"Brother Xiong Ba, Brother Xie Huang, you're back?"

Indra spoke first, his tone tinged with amusement:

"Was the trip smooth?"

Xiong Ba nodded slightly, his tone calm and even, as if he had only done a trivial matter:

"Everything went smoothly. The Wind and Thunder Pavilion is gone."

"Haha! Great! You must be tired from your journey!"

Yin Zhong burst into laughter and quickly pointed to the stool next to the stone table.

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"Sit down quickly and catch your breath."

After saying that, he turned to look at Li Maozhen and the other two, and waved his hand:

"You've had a long journey, go and rest."

"Yes." The three responded and left the courtyard.

Xiong Ba sat down, picked up his teacup, took a sip, wiped his mouth, and said:

"Once the Wind and Thunder Pavilion is destroyed, the Cloud Mist Sect and the Netherworld Palace will definitely take action. We need to prepare in advance."

Indra nodded, twirling a chess piece between his fingers, his tone resolute:

"Don't worry, I've already had the Underworld Detectives keep a close eye on the Yunlan Sect. They'll report back immediately if there's any trouble."

Wu Wudi clenched his fist, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness, and said bluntly:

"In my opinion, instead of waiting for them to come knocking on our door, let's just go straight to the Yunlan Sect and wipe them out in one fell swoop, which will save us a lot of trouble."

The Evil Emperor remained silent, merely twirling his teacup between his fingers, his eyes indifferent.

He had a calm and collected demeanor, as if he could handle any number of people coming his way.

Yin Zhong quickly waved his hand, interrupting the two, and smiled as he tried to smooth things over:

"Forget about fighting and killing for now. We'll throw a feast tonight to welcome you all. We can talk about other things after you've eaten and drunk your fill."

……

As night fell, the banquet hall of the city lord's mansion was brightly lit.

A long table was laden with food and wine, its aroma filling the air.

The Ten Kings of Hell, Meng Po, the Black and White Impermanence, as well as Li Wujiu, Wang Teng, and others arrived one after another and stood aside waiting.

The older sister stared at the various delicacies on the table, her eyes wide with amazement, and her mouth almost watered.

"Ah~ a big leg of lamb, a big steak..."

The surrendered minister reached out and flicked her forehead, lowering his voice to say:

"Stop drooling. The five Ghost Emperors haven't even taken their seats yet. Don't be so unruly."

"Ouch!" The older sister rubbed her forehead, pouting, "I know! I know!"

Just then, five figures appeared out of thin air at the five main seats at the top of the long table.

It was none other than Emperor Shitian, Yin Zhong, Wu Wudi, Xiong Ba, and Xie Huang.

Upon seeing this, everyone present bowed respectfully, their voices in unison:

"I have met the five Ghost Emperors!"

Indra casually waved his hand and laughed:

"No need for formalities, please have a seat."

Everyone sat down in turn.

Indra raised his wine cup and looked around at everyone: "Come, everyone, let us drink from this cup together."

"Let's welcome the two Ghost Emperors and the three Yama Kings with a feast, and congratulate them on their first victory. Cheers!"

"Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

Indra put down his wine cup: "Alright, everyone, please make yourselves at home, don't be shy."

The eldest sister was the first to act, grabbing a leg of lamb and placing it in front of Hou Qing:

"Little brother, help your sister cut the meat."

After saying that, he grabbed another steak and started taking big bites, his mouth glistening with oil, completely unconcerned about his image.

Hou Qing looked at his sister's eating habits and thought they were incredibly tasteless, a disgrace to his reputation as a "man of good taste".

He shook his head helplessly, then took out his knife and began to carefully slice the lamb leg.

There was nothing I could do; she was my own sister, I couldn't get angry.

Li Wujiu sat in the banquet hall, looking at the scene before him, his heart filled with heroic spirit.

The decision to join the Underworld back then now seems absolutely right.

He had never imagined that the Underworld possessed such formidable power.

There are five terrestrial immortals who have made an appearance, and no fewer than ten experts at the Celestial Realm, enough to rival any top sect.

Wang Teng, sitting at the end, had his eyes light up instantly when he heard the news of the destruction of Fenglei Pavilion.

His enemy has been eliminated so quickly.

Looking at the spirited faces of everyone at the table, I was filled with emotion.

The power of the Underworld far exceeds expectations; no wonder they dare to confront the Netherworld Palace head-on.

The meal was filled with toasts and laughter.

As they chatted, the topic turned to their plans to deal with the Yunlan Sect and the Netherworld Palace, and the atmosphere became quite lively.

……

Meanwhile, at the Yunlan Sect, in the separate courtyard where the Left Protector resided.

Feng Lingxu strode in, his whole body exuding a fierce aura and his aura restless.

He went straight to the Left Protector as soon as he entered, his voice hoarse and filled with boundless hatred:

"Left Protector, my Wind and Thunder Pavilion was wiped out by the Underworld! Not a single member survived! I must avenge them!"

"I beg you to immediately gather your forces, march on Youzhou, and raze the Underworld to the ground!"

The Left Protector's expression changed, filled with confusion: "Didn't you rush back immediately? How did the Underworld manage to succeed?"

"By the time we arrived, it was too late!"

Feng Lingxu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and gritted his teeth, saying...

"The Underworld has dispatched more than one terrestrial immortal, while the Wind and Thunder Pavilion only has Jinghong, a mid-stage terrestrial immortal, who is simply no match for them!"

"I beg the Left Protector to send troops immediately! I want the Underworld to pay for its blood debts!"

Seeing his heartbroken expression, the Left Protector said in a deep voice:

"I understand how you feel. Please calm down."

"This matter is of great importance. I must first send the message back to the Netherworld Palace and consult the shopkeeper."

"After the Palace Master replies, we will send troops to Youzhou. What do you think?"

Feng Lingxu desperately wanted to rush over immediately, but he also knew that he and the two remaining Celestial Elders alone...

They were no match for the Underworld; they could only suppress their anger and grit their teeth, nodding in agreement.

"Alright! There's one more thing. My young master Xiao Xiao of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion is still in the Netherworld Palace."

When you send this message, please ask the Left Protector to instruct the Young Master to keep a close eye on her.

He was afraid that if the Wind and Thunder Pavilion were destroyed, the Netherworld Palace would abandon Lei Xiaoxiao, so he made a point of mentioning it.

"Alright, I'll remember that." The Left Protector nodded. "Go down and calm yourself down, then wait for news."

"Thank you, Left Protector."

Feng Lingxu cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, turned and left, his departing figure filled with sorrow.

……

The following day at dawn, in the Netherworld Palace in Zhongzhou, in the conference hall.

Palace Master Ye Canglan sat in the main seat, with the Dark Protector and Shadow Protector standing on either side.

The Shadow Protector held the communication jade slip, his expression solemn:

"Palace Master, the Left Protector has sent word that the Wind and Thunder Pavilion has been wiped out by the Underworld of Youzhou."

Ye Canglan's eyes darkened, his tone filled with anger:

"This underworld is quite bold, daring to openly oppose our Netherworld Palace."

The Dark Protector rose, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Palace Master, this Netherworld cannot be allowed to remain. If left unchecked, it will surely become a great calamity."

"The Left Protector should be ordered to lead men to completely annihilate them immediately."

Ye Canglan tapped the armrest with his fingertips, pondered for a moment, and said coldly:

"Pass on my order: the Left Protector must not delay any longer, immediately assemble his forces, march into Youzhou, and annihilate the Underworld."

"The Fenglei Pavilion suffered this calamity entirely because he insisted on dealing with the Wang family first, giving the Underworld an opportunity to redeem himself."

"Yes, sir!" The Dark Protector bowed and accepted.

The Shadow Protector spoke again: "Palace Master, now that the Wind and Thunder Pavilion has been destroyed, the young pavilion master Lei Xiaoxiao is even less worthy of the young palace master."

"Should this marriage be called off?"

Ye Canglan waved his hand: "No need. My son is quite fond of that girl, the marriage will proceed as planned."

"Moreover, breaking the contract at this time will inevitably discourage the other affiliated sects."

"Furthermore, Feng Lingxu, the Supreme Elder of Fenglei Pavilion, is still alive. He still has value to us, so keeping this marriage will only benefit us."

"It was my oversight," Shadow Protector quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

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