After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Emperor Song glanced at his former subordinate and said, "I'm not dead yet, who gave you the right to speak for me?"

The soul of the former subordinate paused.

A chain of judgment shot out from the well, instantly binding him securely.

Emperor Song reached out and grasped the floating fragment of the Grand Commander's Seal.

As the seal fell into his palm, Emperor Song felt an immense force pressing down on him, causing his entire body to shrink by half an inch, and his joints to crack.

A black-gold energy bridge was erected between the Yin Law Well and the manor's array core.

The Song Emperor felt a salty taste in his throat, forcibly swallowing the surging yin energy, and gritted his teeth as he asked, "Why is this thing so heavy?"

Zhou Ran's voice came through:

"The heavier the power, the heavier the old debts."

Emperor Song asked again:

"You usually use this thing to fight?"

"They'll use it to interrogate you."

Emperor Song was so speechless that he didn't want to say anything more.

Li Zhiyao walked to the other side of the Yin Law Well, and the Ancient Law Plate rose in front of her.

"Temporary supervision. Anyone who uses this opportunity to devour souls or steal spirits will be arrested on the spot."

The Song emperor glanced at her coldly:

"You're quite impolite."

Li Zhiyao responded calmly:

"Your underworld has been too polite for too long, which has led to this mess of debts."

Emperor Song was unable to refute it.

He raised his hand and pressed his royal seal into the well.

"The ghostly soldiers of the Three Palaces, arrayed in formation."

The ghostly soldiers in the hall were still hesitating.

Those innocent souls who had just been exonerated were the first to act.

The female soul whose lifespan had not yet ended walked to the well. She had no magical artifacts or cultivation, but simply stretched out her hand, which had been pierced by an iron hook, and placed it on the chain of judgment.

A second wronged soul followed.

The third one, the fourth one...

More spirits stood by the well.

They hated the underworld, they hated Yama, and they hated even more the old god who wanted to devour them along with the mortal world.

As the Song emperor gazed upon these wronged souls, the cuffs of his royal robe were clenched so tightly they became deformed.

After a long silence, he whispered, "I owe you all."

The female spirit looked at him and said, "Then return it."

Emperor Song closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he had completely shoved the Wang seal into the well.

"Yinlu Well, rise!"

The ground of the third hall cracked, and he forcibly pulled out half of the Yin Law Well, pressing it heavily against the Yin-Yang Gate.

The giant silver hand immediately retaliated, its five fingers piercing through the well water and straight into the body of Emperor Song.

The king's robe was torn apart, and the yin energy scattered.

Emperor Song took a half step back, but managed to stand firm through sheer willpower.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhou Ran, how much longer?"

Inside the manor's array core, Zhou Ran's final stroke was still being dragged along by the Moon Emperor's sinful blood.

A silver-gray lifeline wrapped around his wrist bone, trying to twist the words "seal the door" into "welcome back".

Lin Qingxue's voice came:

"Zhou Ran, that hand in the Third Hall is bait."

The true main plot is hidden on the right side of the well, connected to the right hand of the Heavenly Corpse.

In front of the old building of the Women and Children's Hospital, Xu Youwei knelt on one knee, the silver eye in her palm forced open, the silver light almost piercing through the back of her hand.

She used a broken hairpin to firmly press against the disfigurement in her left eye, forcing out the words through clenched teeth:

"The left eye is cooperating with it..."

I held it in, at most ten breaths.

Zhou Ran said, "Seven breaths are enough."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Song's face twitched.

"You really know how to save money."

The silver hand exerted force with its five fingers, each knuckle protruding, and forcefully pushed the Yinlu Well away by half a foot.

The Song Emperor felt a chill in his chest; it had been pierced, and the dark well water mixed with his original Yin energy flowed out.

Li Zhiyao stepped forward and pressed the ancient law plate firmly against Emperor Song's wound. Runes lit up, forcibly sealing the leaking Yin energy. "Hold on."

Emperor Song coughed up a breath of yin energy:

"I am not a beast of burden for you mortals."

Li Zhiyao said:

"Let's take seven breaths today."

The veins on Emperor Song's forehead bulged, and the yin energy around his body became somewhat disordered.

Wang Pangzi's shout came through the communicator:

"Hang in there, Mr. Song!"

I just finished dismantling the bridge, I'll send you a string of Buddhist prayer beads right away!

Emperor Song angrily said:

"I don't want that thing!"

Fatty Wang:

"You have to accept it even if you don't want it; no returns or exchanges after purchase!"

Zhou Ran's hand holding the pen remained completely still.

He peered through the crack in the door and confronted the will of the Moon Emperor.

The other party fell silent, waiting quietly for the moment when the Song emperor would collapse.

He raised the white bone pen.

The Heart Seal of the River of Oblivion was activated, suppressing the restlessness in the Heavenly Corpse's heart.

The White Bone Pen's commands swept down, forcibly taking over the remaining orders from the right hand.

Lin Qingxue and Xu Youwei, one in the light and one in the dark, fixed their gazes on the left eye.

At this moment, the three powers merged and all returned to the homeland of Earth!

He put pen to paper.

"Yin and Yang each return to their proper places."

As the six words fell, a black-gold beam of light pierced through the sky and entered the third hall. The Yin Law Well trembled violently and slammed into the door crack with a perfect seal.

The giant silver hand was caught between Yin and Yang, and its five fingers began to break off one by one.

Behind the crack in the door, the Moon Emperor's thoughts manifested as a whisper, directly entering the mind of the Song Emperor: "Song Emperor, do you think he will let you go?"

Even though the Song emperor's physical body was almost torn apart, he still pressed down the royal seal firmly.

"That happened after the store closed."

The Moon Emperor added, "He will completely alter the appearance of the Underworld."

Emperor Song grinned, forcing out an ugly smile.

"It's better than being your doormat."

The wellhead was completely closed.

With a strange sound of bones and rules being crushed, the huge silver hand was severed at the wrist by the Yin-Yang Gate!

The severed hand fell into the Yin Law Well and was entangled in the chains of judgment.

The soul pearl in Han Yue's eyes exploded, and he could no longer laugh.

The name of Yama, once again, wailed mournfully in the ledger, only to be suppressed by Li Zhiyao's words.

Inside the manor's central formation, Zhou Ran completed the final stroke.

The void realm is sealed off; Earth will never return.

Yin and Yang each return to their proper places.

The two orders were combined and driven into the city's ley lines.

Most of the thirty-six life-saving nails in Jiangcheng have been extinguished.

The gray lines recede into the ground in patches.

The hospital's equipment has been restored to a stable state.

The bridge vibrations stopped.

The silvery-gray mist in the subway tunnel was expelled from the manhole covers and dispersed in the night breeze.

In front of the old building for women and children, Xu Youwei finally let go, the broken hairpin still embedded in the ground. She closed the silver eye in her palm and slumped down on the steps.

Fatty Wang rushed to her vicinity, looked at her, and then looked at that silver eye.

"Sister Xu, are you off work now?"

Xu Youwei looked up.

"You want to cover my shift?"

Fatty Wang immediately stepped back.

"I'll remove the nails; I love working."

Inside the manor, a winding bloodstain appeared on Lin Qingxue's chin. She did not withdraw her gaze, still staring intently at the closing crevice.

The door was not completely closed yet.

In the depths of darkness, the Moon Emperor pressed half his face against us.

She didn't say anything.

But the lip shape is very clear.

Lin Qingxue saw it.

Her fingers stopped on the array plate and slowly tightened.

Zhou Ran's voice came through: "What did she say?"

Lin Qingxue paused for a moment before repeating, word by word, "The Emperor will come to find you."

The shutdown order was officially in effect.

The door gap was closed.

Half of the Moon Emperor's face was swallowed by darkness.

The pale white light in the night sky over Jiangcheng faded away.

But the evidence box beside Chen Ya trembled slightly again.

On the surface of the headless infant's bones in the box, a second character pattern is emerging.

Its daybreak.

No one spoke in the manor's encirclement.

Fatty Wang slumped on the steps, clutching three fragments of the life-giving nails he had pulled out.

"Brother, I'll never say that demolition is easy again."