Soul Town: Claiming the throne? You've asked my Tian Ce Army, haven't you?

Lu Shangyu still wanted to touch him, but since he'd beaten him up like this, it was probably too late to drag him to the underworld. Perhaps...

King Pingdeng remained silent and returned directly to his body. He wasn't going to fight anymore; let the kid fight if he wanted to!

The City King also returned to Lu Weijun's body. These underworld gods became guardians to cultivate the underworld's power in the Great Thousand God Realm.

If you turn around and beat up your own boss, wouldn't that be going against the natural order?

Lu Weijun was now in a dilemma. What should he do? The other party's guardian deity clearly held a very high position in the underworld, so high that even the Ten Kings of Hell dared not provoke him...

But now that I've beaten someone up like this, can the relationship still be repaired?

Just then, the eight Yin soldiers around them suddenly turned their spears and surrounded Lu Weijun and Lu Shangyu. At this moment, they still knew what to do!

"Wei Jun, his guardian deity is the Emperor of Fengdu. You should just let this go this time!"

The City King took the initiative to persuade them, saying that it wasn't easy for the Great Emperor of Fengdu to find a suitable host deity, and since they were all from the Underworld, there was no need to kill them...

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Lu Weijun had no choice but to withdraw his divine power, and the Yin soldiers who had appeared using his divine power dissipated...

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a Yama Token and tossed it to Shi Mo, saying, "We're very sorry about what happened today. Please apologize to him for us!"

"This Yama's Decree is for him. If needed, take this token to the Underworld, and the Eighth Court will do everything in its power to help..."

Lu Weijun still wanted to make amends as much as possible. In his eyes, winning over Li Moxuan was far more important than winning over the Sword God. However, it would probably not be so easy to completely mend the relationship.

He hoisted the unconscious Wang Shengan onto his back, saying, "Xiaoyu, let's go!"

"Brother, are you leaving already? What about those two Tang Clan remnants?"

"What Tang Clan remnants? Don't talk nonsense, get out of here..."

The two of them vanished from sight like shadowy figures, leaving Shi Mo completely bewildered. "Girl Jiang, why didn't you tell me that this kid's guardian deity is the Great Emperor of Fengdu?"

Cangjie was also a little surprised. The Great Emperor of Fengdu was a top-level god in the underworld of the divine realm, yet he was able to find the host god.

Jiang Ciyou quickly realized what was going on. She had long heard that the Ziwei Emperor held court in the Golden Palace and ruled Fengdu. He truly deserved to be the master of all stars and the second ruler of the Three Realms...

"Uncle Shi, I'll talk to you later. I need to save him first!"

She examined Li Moxuan's injuries, her brows furrowed. Strange, how could the Yin Sha power have damaged his divine sea?

Once the Divine Sea is damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair...

With the Emperor of Fengdu as his guardian deity, the Yin energy of the Ten Kings of Hell should not be able to harm his divine sea!

"Girl, you can't save him..."

The Emperor of Fengdu suddenly spoke up, "There's a river nearby, and a small wooden hut by the river. Take him there; the people there can save him!"

Chapter 370 Not Guaranteed to Save Him

Why did you have to wait until now to make your move?

Jiang Ciyou didn't quite understand. What kind of guardian deity would do this to its own host?

"Young lady, being too curious isn't a good thing for you..."

The Emperor of Fengdu vanished with the wind. "If you want to save him, do as I say, otherwise this kid will be ruined..."

Having no other choice, Jiang Ciyou could only do as he said. She could hear the sound of a nearby river flowing, indicating that the river was not far from here...

"Wait, Master, I want to go too..."

Lin Haiyuan hurriedly got up and followed, while Tang Wunian sat on the ground, saying nothing...

"Cangjie, what's he up to?" Shi Mo had a feeling that Li Moxuan's guardian spirit was plotting something. He could have appeared long ago to stop it all, so why did he have to...

"This isn't something we should worry about. Just report the situation to higher authorities..."

"Well... alright..." Shi Mo looked at the slowly rising sun, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made it through. Now it was time to prepare to leave...

On the other side, Jiang Ciyou pushed open the door of the small wooden house, and what came into view was an old man dressed in a white Taoist robe.

Isn't this the person who delivered the waist token to Lingyan the other day? So he came here after all.

But there was no divine power fluctuation on him at all; he didn't seem like someone who could be of any help!

Seemingly sensing their arrival, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Li Moxuan, who was being helped over by Jiang Ciyou, his expression perfectly calm.

"Young lady, I know why you've come. Put him down! You can go now..."

Jiang Ciyou did not do as instructed; she always felt that the person in front of her was unreliable...

Rather than relying on him, she'd rather rely on herself. She refused to believe that anyone in the entire God Realm could have better medical skills than her!

It just will take a very long time...

"Girl, do as he says!"

Emperor Yan's voice suddenly rang in Jiang Ciyou's mind, "Put this child down, then leave!"

"But……"

"Girl, do as I say first, and I'll explain later!"

This was the first time Jiang Ciyou had ever seen Emperor Yan speak so seriously. After hesitating for a long time, she helped Li Moxuan lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

He then turned around, bowed deeply to the old man, and said, "Please save him!"

The old man did not answer. His gaze swept over Li Moxuan before he closed his eyes again, seemingly deep in thought...

Jiang Ciyou left the wooden house. "Emperor Yan, can he really save Lingyan? It doesn't seem very reliable!"

"He can save..."

But there's no guarantee of saving them...

From a personal standpoint, Emperor Yan did not want Li Moxuan to be saved, but it was now beyond his control...

"Who exactly is Emperor Yan?"

Upon hearing that he could be saved, Jiang Ciyou breathed a sigh of relief and sat down outside, becoming curious about the old man's identity.

"There are few in the Great Thousand God Realm who can rival my medical skills, and I can't sense any divine power fluctuations emanating from him..."

Emperor Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You'll find out sooner or later..."

Okay, it's the riddle-solving guy again...

"Master, how is Lady Lingyan?"

Lin Haiyuan rushed over, followed by Shi Mo, who had brought Tang Wunian with him.

“It’s already been taken inside…” Jiang Ciyou pointed to the wooden house behind her, “There’s an old Taoist priest inside, he should be able to help…”

Lin Haiyuan was a little worried. "But is it really okay to just hand over Lady Lingyan to strangers like this?"

"It should be alright, right?" Jiang Ciyou glanced back at the wooden house, still believing that the Ziwei Emperor wouldn't do anything reckless.

Even if a guardian deity dies in the Great Thousand God Realm, as long as they do not lose their divine status, they will not truly die and will be resurrected in the God Realm.

Furthermore, it's not easy for gods to find a suitable host, and they usually protect him with their lives. The Ziwei Emperor has absolutely no reason to harm Li Moxuan, as it would not benefit him at all...

"Alright, your injuries aren't light either. Let me treat them for you!"

Inside the wooden house, Li Moxuan's breath grew weaker and weaker, and his life force gradually drained away, but the old man beside him remained with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to his presence...

"Cough cough..."

Li Moxuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, then slowly opened his eyes. Enduring the corrosive power of Yin Sha, he propped himself up and tried to mobilize the divine power within his body.

However, his divine sea within his body had been shattered, making it impossible for him to gather divine power.

His actions only worsened his physical condition; his divine power dissipated even more rapidly, and the intense pain struck deep into his soul...

The old man next to him seemed to sense his movement, opened his eyes, and asked in a calm tone, "What are you doing?"

"Save yourself... or... just wait to die?"

The old man shook his head. "Your divine sea is shattered, your divine power is dissipated, and you've suffered such severe injuries. Unless you can repair your divine sea, death is only a matter of time..."

"Let's fix it then..."

Li Moxuan let the blood slowly flow from his body, and took out a long cone-shaped object that was dark gold and black, exuding a vast divine power. This thing was the Nirvana Pestle that he brought from the underworld.

The Divine Sea is where the Deity stores and releases divine power within their body, and the Nirvana Pestle can also absorb and release divine power. Li Moxuan has no other options at the moment and can only try to use the Nirvana Pestle to replace his shattered Divine Sea…

With a hint of surprise in the old man's eyes, Li Moxuan plunged the Nirvana Pestle directly into his wound, the location of his Divine Sea. With a muffled groan, he collapsed back onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

The good news is that the Nirvana Pestle successfully absorbed the scattered divine power within his body. Under Li Moxuan's control, it can even release divine power. Although it is not as powerful as the original divine sea, it should be enough to save his life.

Li Moxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but as his tense nerves relaxed, his vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness was quickly swallowed by darkness, plunging him into unconsciousness once again...

"That won't do..."

As soon as the old man raised his hand, Li Moxuan spat out a mouthful of blood. The Nirvana Pestle, stained red with blood, flew out of his body, along with the divine power it had absorbed, and landed in the old man's hand.

Seeing Li Moxuan's breath rapidly decline, the old man pointed a finger at his forehead.

A surge of black and white yin and yang energy flowed into his body through his fingertips, rapidly repairing his divine sea and causing his aura to rise accordingly.

The seventh realm of creation... the eighth realm of creation... the ninth realm of creation... finally stopping at the ultimate realm of creation...

The old man slowly withdrew his hand, closed his eyes again, and muttered to himself, "Let me see just how much trouble you can stir up in this vast divine realm..."

Chapter 371: On the Eve of Farewell

The Underworld, the Palace of Law.

"Eighth Brother, Ninth Brother, you're back?"

Gu Yingzheng, from the Third Hall of the Underworld, glanced behind them and asked, "Where's that kid, Sheng An? Didn't he come back with you?"

"That kid got angry and went back to his own residence..."

Lu Shangyu sat down next to him, looked around, and asked, "Where is everyone else? Why are you the only one here?"

"The eldest and second eldest went to the Sword Temple to 'Stand in the Snow at Cheng's Door,' while the fourth and sixth eldest went to investigate the Deity Who recently summoned an army of undead in the Great Thousand God Realm..."

Gu Yingzheng sighed, "That Sword God is really arrogant. Our boss has been waiting in front of his door for half a month, but he still refuses to see our boss even once..."

"By the way, didn't the boss tell you to capture a few Tang Clan remnants? Did you manage to do it?"

Lu Shangyu pursed his lips, "We could have caught them, but something went wrong and we messed it up..."