Chapter 1 The Unexpected Turn of Events

The development of events was so unexpected that the Meng family's master couldn't help but take some unconventional actions.

The ten surnames each possessed their own abilities, and not just on one level, but on several. Usually, dealing with matters of the martial world didn't even require the ten surnames to step in; the four hall masters could handle it cleanly.

And when matters required the ten surnames to intervene, they had their own proper methods and righteous techniques, which were equally formidable. Furthermore, each family, each surname, had its own most treasured foundation, its own last resort.

Such was the case with Guiren Zhang, and such was the case with Tongyin Meng.

The Meng family's master understood Guiren Zhang's confidence. Guiren Zhang's visible reliance was on the ten earth veins that controlled the fate of the world, while their hidden lifeblood was the dragon cave that Guiren Zhang had been cultivating for a century—that was the Zhang family's lifeline.

The Meng family's lifeline was their ancestor, while their reliance was the City God and the gods subdued by the Meng family with incense tokens.

Originally, all that was needed was to invite the ancestor, and everything would dissipate like smoke, but the evil spirit had actually withstood the ancestor's gaze, immediately throwing the Meng family's master into disarray. Then, upon seeing the ghosts walking the bridge, he was utterly overwhelmed.

The affairs of this City of the Wrongfully Dead were originally Guiren Zhang's responsibility, but the Meng family's master knew that Guiren Zhang wouldn't send anyone down here at this time.

They would immediately send everyone they could mobilize and trust to guard the dragon cave.

As a result, the Meng family was truly doing the heavy lifting.

However, the foundation of the City of the Wrongfully Dead had already been dismantled, the ancestor had already been invited, and countless ghost soldiers and generals had died. Now that things had come this far, could they abandon it halfway?

He knew how to make decisions and could distinguish the priorities of matters. Suddenly, he turned to look at the Zhang family's third master and said grimly, "This time, my Meng family can be said to have solved a great problem for Guiren Zhang. Remember the matter of the Zhenchong Bureau!"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and took out a flag from his sleeve. It grew larger against the wind, and he unfurled it in his hand.

A huge Meng character fluttered on the flag, instantly covering the sky and earth, seemingly about to cover the entire City of the Wrongfully Dead.

From the perspective of Huma and Ergoutou, it was even difficult to describe how large the flag was. Of course, the Meng family's master only used the flag to cover half of the City of the Wrongfully Dead. He didn't dare to obstruct the direction of the God Descending Platform or the ancestor in the slightest.

The flag waved, and the yin wind rolled. The entire City of the Wrongfully Dead seemed to have suddenly increased in weight, sinking downwards as a whole.

In the next moment, countless Yin spirits could be seen around the vast City of the Wrongfully Dead, scattering in panic like fish. Within the dim Underworld, strands of golden light appeared, and huge heads, accompanied by the golden light, slowly emerged from the water like giant objects.

Looking from afar, it seemed that just one eye was larger than Huma and Ergoutou, looking at the stone platform at eye level.

The grim pressure, even from a distance, made one's mind stiff and their limbs clumsy.

"Holy shit..."

Huma had just relaxed a little because Brother Ergoutou had arrived, but now he suddenly went berserk: "What is that?"

At this moment, Ergoutou was also suddenly alarmed and looked up sharply: "City God!"

"City God?"

Huma was a little surprised to hear the name: "Are City Gods that big?"

He had seen City Gods before and even killed one with his own hands. How could they be as terrifying as the ones in front of him?

"You saw them up there..."

Ergoutou was a little helpless, and said in a low voice, "The City Gods you saw up there were just projections, borrowing clay statues to hide themselves. But in the Underworld, the City Gods are conferred by the dynasty and are the anchors sitting in the Underworld."

"Which one of them doesn't receive the incense of the people, presiding over a state, ensuring favorable weather, and the operation of Yin and Yang? How can we, who are in the know, imagine their weight?"

"Theoretically speaking, mortals cannot fight against the City Gods without crossing the bridge, just like the people cannot fight against the officials!"

"..."

Huma also felt a chill in his heart: "Then what about after crossing the bridge?"

Ergoutou's voice was low and deep, "After crossing the bridge, you are no longer a mortal!"

"It's really enlightening to hear your words..."

Huma secretly complained in his heart, and said nervously, "The Meng family has invited them here, then your altar..."

"Don't worry, brother!"

Ergoutou patted Huma on the shoulder and said, "I have already crossed the bridge, and I have built my own life shrine extremely solid. Even in this City of the Wrongfully Dead, if I encounter a City God, he can't destroy my altar with a wave of his hand..."

Huma was shocked: "But the other side has summoned three or four of them at once..."

Ergoutou sneered, "It's good that he summoned them. If he didn't summon them, how would we know which City Gods have secretly submitted to the Yin Palace built by the Meng family?"

"Hmm?"

Huma suddenly realized something, raised his head sharply, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

...

...

"The City Gods of the Yin Palace, following my Meng family's decree, quickly capture this evil spirit and押押于阴殿鬼窟, awaiting your disposal!"

With a wave of the flag, eight City Gods were summoned to await orders. The Meng family's master's face also became grim and low, slowly raising his hand, and the flag fell back into his sleeve.

Then, standing on the wooden boat, he pointed to the stone platform. The Yin soldiers and ghost generals, who had repeatedly failed, quietly retreated and returned to the wooden boat. The four surrounding City Gods simultaneously raised their heads slowly.

Their faces didn't seem to have much expression, even less than when they were in the Yang world. Perhaps it was because the heavier their weight in the Underworld, but with the order, they mechanically raised their hands, and huge palms attacked from around the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

"It's overstepped..."

The Meng family's master actually sighed softly in this silent moment, "The demon mirror was originally a backup plan to deal with the Hu family. Even without the demon mirror, this could become the foundation for the Meng family to rebuild the Yin Palace and unify the Yin Division."

"If we talk about it, the importance of unifying the Yin Division is even more important than finding those evil spirits, but why has it come to this point?"

"The ancestor made a move, but was entangled by that evil spirit!"

"If this is spread out in the future, will the other nine surnames also underestimate my Meng family?"

"The foundation of the City of the Wrongfully Dead has been destroyed, and I don't know how many states it will take to find so many purple tai sui again..."

"Especially, even after paying so much, I still can't capture the people on the stone platform with family slaves, but rely on these City Gods who shouldn't be here, which will inevitably give people something to talk about..."

"..."

As the thoughts became heavier, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly looked at the stone platform: "If things are abnormal, there must be a demon. If the ghost who walked the bridge hadn't appeared, it would have been fine. Since it has appeared, could it be..."

A thought that even he felt was a little crazy surged in his heart. He didn't dare to believe it, but he felt that there was no other explanation...

Just as he was hesitating in his heart, seeing that the four City Gods had already made their move, the two evil spirits on the stone platform, instead of being as flustered and pressured as they had been when surrounded by the Yin soldiers and ghost generals, were one in front and one behind, one standing and one squatting, with relaxed expressions.

The one standing was the one who walked the keeping watch over the year, but he seemed to be speaking for the black-robed ghost, slowly folding his arms, looking at himself with a faint gaze, and even able to detect a little smile in his eyes!

"Meng family manager..."

Just as the Meng family's master was feeling a little flustered, he heard the man's voice, smiling: "Why bother?"

"This was originally Guiren Zhang's business, but your Meng family had to forcibly intervene. It seems that your Meng family has been complacent for twenty years, and you have become a little carried away, forgetting..."

"...in this world, there are still people your Meng family can't afford to offend?"

"..."

"You!"

Faced with this obvious mockery, the Meng family's master suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and a layer of shadow shrouded his heart. An invisible panic surged madly from the bottom of his heart. His voice was full of urgency, and he shouted loudly, "Quickly capture them!"

Rumble!

But in the next moment, he suddenly saw an unimaginable scene.

One of the four City Gods, the closest one, his arm was about to touch the stone platform, but at this moment, golden light shone brightly, as if gold had suddenly melted into golden water, and it collapsed suddenly, collapsing section by section, carrying huge force, sinking into the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Not only this one, but also in the other directions, the same drastic changes occurred. Those City Gods, who were extremely heavy and could suppress all ghosts in this Underworld, had problems one after another. Some had dim golden light on their bodies, turning pitch black.

Some knelt down grimly, drooping their heads.

Still others had their hands still stretched out in mid-air, but their heads suddenly stiffened for a moment, slowly rolling off their necks, extremely heavy, falling into the netherworld.

...

...

This indescribable scene, not to mention the Meng family's master, even Mr. Longjing on the God Descending Platform was a little surprised.

"It's bad..."

The little ghost wearing a tall hat suddenly realized something, raised his head sharply, and his voice was already tearful: "Master, it's not good, the golden bodies above the City Gods have been destroyed..."

"..."

The Meng family's master couldn't help but tremble: "Who is so bold as to dare to destroy the City Gods' true bodies?"

"Master, it's not good, something happened up there..."

But before this loud shout could fall, he suddenly saw countless ropes falling from the sky. On each of these ropes was a little ghost, each with a weight tied to their feet, looking as if they had just come down from above, shouting loudly from afar:

"I don't know where the evildoer came from, they seemed to have made an agreement and are setting fire everywhere to the City God temples registered in our Yin Palace, and smearing the City Gods' golden bodies with feces..."

"Master, there's a big fire in Yanzhou, and the granaries have been burned down..."

"Master, the night-shining lion cat raised by the mistress has been stolen, and the mistress is angry, asking the master to help from

"Master, a caotou wang has gathered two hundred thousand soldiers and is attacking Yanzhou..."

"Urgent report..."

"...Master, there's a big fire in Yanzhou, and it's burning down the Meng family's old mansion, and it looks like the ancestral hall is about to be burned down too!"

"..."

"What?"

The Meng family's master was dizzy after hearing one message after another: "Who the hell is so bold as to even burn my Meng family's ancestral hall?"