He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

Just as Xin Jing successfully blocked a Sanskrit chant attack, Pu Du, who was at the front of the group, felt his spell being interrupted and sensed something was wrong.

"Oh? It's a monk. Interesting. Can he neutralize my methods?"

Pudu ignored the Heart Mirror behind him. In his view, merely resisting an attack was nothing special. In fact, any cultivator who had not yet attained supernatural powers could do it, as long as they had the corresponding means to deal with it.

Ignoring the commotion behind him, Pudu continued walking slowly forward. He didn't care about the Taoist priests or monks behind him anymore. It was no use; whoever came today, Pudu would devour the City God.

On the other side, at the entrance of Fangyuan City.

After neutralizing the first sonic attack, Xin Jing did not let his guard down, because he clearly saw that there was more than just this one sonic attack deep within the city.

He dared not be careless, and chanted Buddhist scriptures to protect Judge Wu behind him. Ordinary ghosts and gods could not withstand this level of Buddhist chanting attack. Although Judge Wu had some cultivation, his own strength was still too weak.

There aren't many spells in the underworld, and this big, dumb guy doesn't know many either.

He could only hide behind Xin Jing and seek some help. He was also waiting for an opportunity, or rather, for someone to help Xin Jing do something else.

Xin Jing chanted scriptures as she slowly walked forward. Chanting scriptures did not consume any magic or anything like that; for Xin Jing, it was as simple as opening her mouth to speak.

Pudu probably didn't expect, or rather, he simply couldn't have imagined that the way Xin Jing neutralized his attack would be so simple.

Xin Jing and Wu Pan Guan were walking forward at a speed that was significantly faster than that of the group led by Pu Du.

The city has hundreds of thousands of people. Fangyuan City is not a small city. Although not everyone lives in the city, the daily flow of people entering Fangyuan City is quite large. Therefore, there are many people in the city. Controlling so many people is also a burden for Pudu.

Therefore, Pudu's progress was very slow, especially as the death-reaping chants spread, more and more people began to be controlled by Pudu. It can be said that more than 70% of the city's population was under Pudu's control.

However, with the addition of the Heart Mirror, it became much more difficult for Pudu to control the Mandarin-speaking people.

Although the Soul-Snatching Chant is a powerful supernatural ability, controlling so many mortals at once, coupled with Pudu's own injury preventing him from unleashing the full power of the spell, would have resulted in such a slow progress.

If he had used the life-snatching chant during the peak of his life-saving power, Fangyuan City would have been purified into a paradise long ago.

"Little monk, how dare you disturb my good time?"

Pudu, who was walking at the front, suddenly opened his eyes. He was furious. He had planned to completely control the minds of all the people today. He had already made a plan in his mind.

It would only take three days to devour the city god of this entire city.

The power of incense offerings is relatively difficult to digest, and there is still Zhou Yuan's purple energy in his body that has not been fully digested. He needs to successfully digest this purple energy before absorbing the power of incense offerings.

Otherwise, the two different energies will definitely clash, which will result in poor absorption of both energies.

"Little monk, don't be so arrogant."

Pudu no longer concealed his aura. He exerted all his strength, circulating all his magic power to begin running the Death-Slaying Chant, and controlled its range within the surrounding city. This further amplified the already terrifying power of his divine ability.

A blinding golden light burst forth from Pudu's body, and soon the entire surrounding city was filled with this dazzling golden light.

Xin Jing didn't seem to feel any pain yet. He only felt countless Buddha figures appearing before his eyes. Soon, Xin Jing lost consciousness and turned into a relic, lying quietly on the spot, no longer moving.

Judge Wu was directly struck by this golden light, and his entire body evaporated instantly. He could no longer be found in the world.

After all this was done, Pudu finally felt a sense of peace; the world was finally quiet again.

"Heh, you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, you have no way to hell but choose to come here."

Pudu no longer cared about the relic. In his view, once a Buddhist monk turned into a relic, he was basically beyond saving and was already dead.

The "salvation" of that time was like this. Although the spirit could leave the body and make some changes after turning into a relic, these changes were ultimately of little use.

He could tell at a glance that the little monk's cultivation level was only that of a relic. However, although both were Buddhist supernatural powers, this little monk seemed to be somewhat special. Although his supernatural power had temporarily rendered the little monk unable to move, he was still able to do so.

But it's strange that there seems to be a life force still growing within the relics.

Pudu also curiously used his Qi Observation Technique to take a look at the little monk. He didn't find him worth devouring. On the contrary, the little monk's aura was extremely turbid. If he were to eat him, his cultivation would probably regress by a hundred years.

Pudu tried his best not to touch or look at such filthy things; he only wanted to touch things with a light or sweet scent.

This was a habit he developed while practicing the art of observing qi. He would only approach those with useful qi. Most cultivators had turbid qi, so Pudu rarely approached cultivators, except when he was in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

We still have to give face to the Demon Ancestor. There are some people we must get to know and make some necessary friends, as they will be of great use in the future.

However, in Pudu's eyes, these actions were of no use. Pudu was exceptionally talented and was definitely one of the most talented demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. His cultivation had long since reached the Five Qi Gathering.

The younger generation in the ancient court of the demon race possesses absolute strength and influence, but after several hundred years, it is unknown whether any newcomers in the ancient court can achieve what he has.

He kept the Great Zhou's dragon energy layout, or the Demon Ancestor's suggestion, firmly in mind. The Great Zhou's layout probably involved many forces.

However, the Demon Ancestor once said that the biggest plan in the Great Zhou was still the Demon Clan's. The entire Great Zhou could be said to be the Demon Clan's chessboard, and only the Demon Clan could enjoy the final fruits.

Pudu also felt that everything in the Great Zhou was prepared for him by his ancestors. As long as he could absorb the dragon energy of the Great Zhou, achieving the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top would be just around the corner.

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The Heart Mirror was silent, and even Judge Wu was dead.

Liang Jing was still struggling to hold on, hoping that Judge Wu could bring good news, but the current situation seemed to be beyond his control.

Thanks to the help of the Heart Mirror, he had temporarily regained some control over the power of Fangyuan City, which led to the following scene.

When Liang Jing realized he could use the City God's authority, his first thought was: Xu Yi is here!

He channeled the divine power of incense to maintain the operation of the underworld, expending a great deal of mental energy to maintain this state of multitasking.

Using the authority of the City God, Liang Jing finally saw the situation within the surrounding city.

He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. He didn't know why Fangyuan City had become like this, or rather, why Fangyuan City had become like this.

A brightly dressed monk chanted scriptures as he approached the City God Temple. He seemed to notice Liang Jing's gaze and gave Liang Jing a half-smile.

Liang Jing was so startled that he broke out in a cold sweat, but since he was a ghost, he did not manifest himself.

"This bald monk can actually see through the power of ghosts and gods?!"

The small town of Liangjing had never witnessed a cultivator with such great supernatural powers, and naturally did not know that a cultivator's methods could be so bizarre.

He saw the young monk standing next to the martial arts judge at the city gate; it was the same young monk who had once been beside Xu Yi.

Being able to be with Mr. Xu, I must have some ability, right? Liang Jing comforted himself with this thought.

Unexpectedly, a blinding golden light suddenly burst forth in his vision, and he saw the final scene in the image formed by the City God's authority.

The martial judge turned to ashes, while the young monk transformed directly into a relic...

Then, a burst of golden light flashed, and the image formed by the divine power of incense shattered instantly. Liang Jing could no longer sense it. He tried to use the City God's authority again, but to his surprise, he could no longer use it no matter what.

"Damn it..."

Mr. Xu is probably not here, or perhaps he has passed away? But what will become of the people of this city?

Liang Jing didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. It was pitiful that he had worked diligently all his life, only wanting to protect the people in Fangyuan City from harm.

It's a pity that I spent my whole life cultivating to the point of supernatural power, otherwise I would have been able to hold out for a while today.

The only thing he could do was to get the spirits of the underworld to leave first, so that at least when they went to other cities, these wandering souls would have a chance to be reincarnated.

Liang Jing didn't know anything about the ordinary people in the city, and he didn't know what to do next.

Just as he was feeling lost, Judge Wen appeared.

Judge Wen bowed and said, "Your Honor, all the wandering souls in the underworld have been dealt with. Next..."

"Let's go. Let the judges take these wandering souls to the Martial Virtue Prefecture and seek the protection of the City God."

Without hesitation, Liang Jing quickly offered a solution. He then instructed, "Remember, teleport directly outside the city. We can't stay in the city any longer. Xiao Li, you're the only one I can rely on now."

"You must ensure that these wandering souls are safely delivered to the Wude Mansion."

Judge Wen noticed that Liang Jing's tone seemed somewhat resolute when he said these words, and he guessed that the master was making his final arrangements.

Yes, the City God cannot escape; he can only live and die with the city. If the faith in the city disappears, then he will also disappear.

"Little Li, I have never allowed you to receive incense offerings, have you ever complained?"

For some reason, Liang Jing suddenly said that when he established the civil and military judges, he only allowed the military judge to receive offerings with him in the City God Temple. This was actually something he did intentionally.

The reason is that there is a fear that unpredictable situations may arise one day. There must be a high-level ghost or deity in the underworld who can leave the underworld at any time. That is the civil judge.

Upon hearing this, Judge Wen's eyes welled up with tears. These were emotions that ghosts and gods shouldn't have, yet they still manifested themselves.

"My lord, I have cultivated under your tutelage for 152 years, and although I have never enjoyed the worship of the people."

"But I obtained all this in the underworld, and my status is still second only to the emperor. What more could I possibly want?"

"Moreover, you have never shortchanged me in terms of resources for my spiritual practice over the years. Although I may have had some resentment in the past, that is all in the past."

"My lord, I have more or less guessed what you're thinking. My lord, rest assured, even if it costs me my life, I, Li Li, will deliver every single ghost to the Wude Prefecture!"

After the judge finished speaking, he bowed again and again, expressing his gratitude to the City God for nurturing him over the years. If it hadn't been for the City God's selection of him, he would still be just an ordinary wandering soul.

Where would we have achieved this today?

"Okay, with you saying that, I'm relieved. Go in peace."

Liang Jing stopped using the power of incense to maintain the operation of the underworld. He had achieved his goal, and all the wandering souls were about to leave.

And he was about to face the last moment of his life.

As Liang Jing's incense and divine power ceased to be output, the entire underworld lost its energy support. The sky, the earth, and even some buildings all began to turn into fragments, starlight, and tiny golden specks of light that flew towards the sky.

This is all formed by the power of incense and prayers. This is the underworld that the people of Fangyuan City dream of or talk about. Only these pure prayers can give birth to the underworld.

It was precisely these wishes and the power of incense that gave Liang Jing the authority to protect Fangyuan City and this opportunity.

"I have been the City God for 286 years, and since the moment I took office, I have never dared to slack off in the slightest."

Liang Jing muttered to himself, and pale gray lotus flowers began to sprout from the soles of his feet. As he walked step by step, the world quickly changed color. He had only taken four or five steps when he arrived at the City God Temple.

He manifested his true form in front of the City God Temple and released the incense and golden statue.

This is the culmination of all the incense offerings he has made over the past 286 years, making it incredibly powerful.

But he was facing Pudu, a cultivator with great supernatural powers, a powerful demon who could turn his hand to make clouds and rain.

The moment Pudu saw Liang Jing show up, he knew he was about to be in for a big meal.

He quickly shifted his gaze to the golden statue of incense behind Liang Jing, which exuded a pure energy that excited him.

"Great, great...this is exactly what I want."

Pudu chanted an unknown incantation, and soon, his entire body split in two.

There were two Pudus.

One of the Pudu remained in place, continuing to chant the life-snatching hymns, while his true form had already arrived before Liang Jing.

Compared to the enormous incense offering statue, the figure of Pudu appears so small.

"Heh, you've gotten the upper hand."

Pudu scoffed.

Liang Jing felt as if countless golden lotuses were blooming before his eyes, the whispers of gods and Buddhas filled the sky, and countless monks were chanting sutras in his ears.

Soon, the golden lotus disappeared.

Liang Jing's mind completely collapsed.

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