He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

silence.

A deathly silence.

Er Lengzi plopped down in the pile of weeds outside the door, his two front paws tightly gripping his head.

Impressed!

Dog Lord is completely convinced!

It's one thing for Yang's father to be crazy, but why are you, fat monk, joining in the commotion?

The way you two are courting death is even more perfect than mine!

If the City God really gets angry, he'll slap everyone down, and everyone will have to line up down there to drink soup!

At this time.

Jia Youcai, who was eavesdropping by leaning against the wall outside the dilapidated temple, was also stunned by the two men's outrageous remarks.

When Jia Youcai arrived earlier, he was afraid that the temple would collapse and crush him, so he refused to go in no matter what.

As soon as I squatted down outside, I heard this dramatic scene unfolding inside.

Jia Youcai's mouth twitched violently.

His face, over seventy years old, was almost twisted into a pretzel.

Holy crap!

"This young man..."

"Are all young people these days this aggressive?"

Jia Youcai swallowed hard, his legs feeling weak.

He didn't even want to care about his pink memories anymore; now he only had one thought in his mind: to run away!

These two bastards inside even dare to point their fingers at the City God and curse him!

This guy's got a death wish!

I'm just a fake Taoist priest trying to make a living, and I don't want to get struck by lightning along with them!

Inside the dilapidated temple.

The City God had already merged half of his body into the statue.

Hearing Yang Guang and Chu Sheng's words, they stopped abruptly again.

He slowly turned around.

A breathtaking divine power suddenly erupted!

A sudden gust of cold wind swept through the dilapidated temple, stirring up dust and weeds, and the half-collapsed offering table began to creak.

The City God, enraged, laughed coldly, his voice booming like thunder in Yang Guang and Chu Sheng's ears: "Arrogant brat!"

"Even if you are the successor of the last Celestial Master, you cannot be so insolent before the righteous gods of the underworld!"

"Giving you face?"

"Who do you think you are, daring to ask the City God for face!"

Its divine power is like a prison.

Although Chu Sheng, the fat man, was shouting loudly, his 250-pound mountain of flesh couldn't help but tremble under the pressure of this divine power.

He instinctively took half a step behind Yang Guang and lowered his voice, saying, "Brother Guang, this old man seems a bit too fierce. Are we overdoing it?"

Yang Guang stood still, without moving an inch.

Facing that suffocating divine power, he not only did not back down in the slightest, but even curled up a very mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The righteous gods of the underworld?"

"You don't deserve it!"

The voice just fell.

Yang Guang suddenly pulled his right hand out of his pocket, pointed his fingers into a sword shape, and quickly drew an extremely complex rune in the void.

The golden light instantly illuminated the entire dilapidated temple!

"Get down here!"

Yang Guang shouted and pointed his sword at the City God in mid-air!

"boom!"

The golden light transformed into a chain, which swiftly wrapped around the City God's neck!

This happened so fast!

It was so fast that even the City God didn't have time to react.

As the City God of this region, he was a supreme being in Fengdu.

As a result, not only was he scolded for being ungrateful, but now he's even physically tied a chain around his neck?

"presumptuous!"

The City God was furious, and a burst of intense black light suddenly erupted from his body as he tried to break free of the golden chains.

But at the very moment the black light erupted...

Yang Guang's eyes turned icy cold.

"Just as I expected!"

Yang Guang suddenly pulled down hard.

"Bang!"

The lofty City God was actually pulled down from mid-air by Yang Guang and slammed heavily onto the dusty mud floor of the dilapidated temple!

The impact made the entire ground tremble.

Er Lengzi was so frightened that he jumped three feet high and turned to run towards Jia Youcai, yelling, "Oh my god!"

"Slay the gods!"

"Father Yang has rebelled!"

Jia Youcai was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling as he stared at the entrance of the dilapidated temple: "It's all over, it's all over..."

"It's all over now..."

"Those two little bastards have really messed things up!"

Inside the dilapidated temple.

Chu Sheng's small eyes widened, and he covered his chubby face with both hands, gasping for breath.

Although he usually likes to get things for free and is quite talkative, he knows his limits!

Brother Guang is really going all out!

Did they pull the City God off the altar and smash him on the ground?

If this gets back to the underworld, forget about any merit; the Yang family's ancestors for eighteen generations will be dug up and given a severe beating.

however.

Yang Guang, however, acted as if nothing had happened, walking step by step to the "City God" who had been thrown to the ground, his face full of astonishment.

He raised his foot and stepped directly on the "City God's" chest.

The faded canvas shoes left a very conspicuous mud stain on the City God's magnificent official robes.

"Pack!"

"Keep pretending, you son of a bitch!"

Yang Guang looked down at the figure below him, his eyes filled with disdain and murderous intent: "The City God?"

"If you're truly the City God, my Heavenly Master's Exorcising Curse won't even break through your protective divine light!"

"But look at what you just unleashed!"

"Black light?"

"A malevolent aura?"

"Have you ever seen any underworld deity carrying such a strong stench of corpses and malevolent energy?"

Yang Guang stomped hard on the "City God," causing him to let out a shrill scream.

Chu Sheng heard everything clearly from the side.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

"Holy crap?"

"Brother Guang, you mean... this guy is a fake?"

Yang Guang sneered, "Nonsense!"

"The true City God has long since disappeared without a trace."

"The sacred path in this place has collapsed, and its fortune has dried up. How could there possibly be any deities residing here?"

Yang Guang pointed his whip at the imposter at his feet and said coldly, "When I entered, I used my divine eye to look at the statue. It was so clean that there wasn't even a trace of its divine aura left."

"If you were the real City God, you would have shown yourself long ago. Would I have needed to force you out with the blood of the Celestial Master?"

"The most crucial thing is..."

Yang Guang paused, his eyes turning extremely dangerous.

"If the land around Zhou Laoliu's gravesite disappeared, how could he have drained all the spiritual energy from the earth's veins if he really went to do something?"

"Is that an explanation for a three-year-old?"

The "City God" being trampled underfoot struggled violently.

That majestic face began to distort, and the originally restrained divine light instantly dissipated, replaced by a layer of nauseating black mist.

"Hehehe..."

A piercing, owl-like laugh rang out from his mouth: "Truly worthy of being the last Celestial Master."

"They are quite alert."

The City God's face began to peel off like a melting candle, revealing a withered, bluish-purple ghost face covered in black hair.

Those eyes were filled with malice and resentment.

"but."

"Now that you've seen through it all, don't even think about leaving this dilapidated temple alive today!"