I turned to look, but couldn't catch sight of anyone.

Taking advantage of my inability to stop him, the person quickly said, "Li Po somehow got his hands on a ghost and is putting on a show, trying to make everyone believe that person is a hell official. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Shang Xingyan shouted sternly, "You impudent bastard, you just wait! When you get to the underworld, this official will make sure you experience all eighteen levels of hell!"

The person was obviously frightened by Shang Xingyan's threat and fell silent on the spot.

Shang Xingyan struggled to his feet: "This official's divine position is here. Who dares to question it?"

A trace of divine aura emanated from Shang Xingyan, and several sorcerers at the front immediately knelt down, "Greetings, High God!"

Shang Xingyan finally showed a satisfied expression. When he looked over at me with a smug look on his face, he was frightened into lowering his head again by the glare I gave him.

The question is, are sorcerers afraid of hell officials? The answer is: yes!

However, this fear is after they die, not before.

Hell officials are just hell officials. Their cultivation is probably similar to that of Yin soldiers and ghost generals. Even a first-rank hell official cannot confront the Ten Yama Kings or the Four Judges head-on.

The Yama Kings and Judges are righteous gods of the underworld who have been conferred by heaven and earth. Even in various myths, they are only defeated, not killed. This shows that they are favored by heaven and earth.

Hell officials are only protected by the underworld because they, like Yin soldiers and ghost generals, are selected by the underworld from outstanding figures among famous generals and ministers of past dynasties. After being registered in the underworld, they are used by the underworld.

Although they are ghosts and gods, they cannot contend with the Ten Yama Kings.

Another reason why hell officials are inferior to the Ten Yama Kings in the hearts of sorcerers is that hell officials do not hold the power of life and death in the mortal world.

The reason why Shang Xingyan kept saying that he would take me back to the underworld for punishment, instead of killing me on the spot, is here.

Theoretically, as long as I can get rid of Shang Xingyan and prevent him from finding me, he will have to wait until I die before settling the score with me.

Therefore, sorcerers respect hell officials, but they are not afraid of them. They both respect and fear ghosts and gods.

Fortunately, Shang Xingyan was quite sensible and directly demonstrated his divine power in front of the sorcerers, which made them believe him by seventy percent.

Just when I thought the situation was settled, the person hiding in the crowd spoke again, "So what if he is a ghost god of the underworld?"

"Maybe, he is just Li Po's senior from his sect, or a shill sent by some ancestor to help Li Po dominate the sorcerer's path."

"Think about it carefully, since Li Po debuted, when has he ever followed the rules? When has he ever taken us seriously?"

"If such a person can also become a leader, where is the justice?"

This time, it only took me a few seconds to lock onto the speaker: "Justice is here!"

As I roared, the curved blade in my hand whistled out.

As the saber's shriek suddenly rose, the person instinctively turned his head to look at me, only to see the vertically spinning curved blade.

Before the horrified expression on his face could dissipate, the gleaming blade had already cut into the center of his brow.

The bright blade and scarlet blood stopped simultaneously between the top of his head, and the man fell to the ground with unclosed eyes.

"You dare to kill someone!" After someone shouted, the assembled heroes of the sorcerer's path were in an uproar again.

I looked at the crowd with cold eyes: "Didn't he want justice? I'm just telling him that the blade is justice. Whoever's blade is faster is right."

"My father was right!" Shang Xingyan laughed loudly as he reached out and grabbed the sorcerer's corpse, pulling out the soul that had not yet left the body.

Shang Xingyan's eyes were like a wolf's as he stared at the man's soul and sneered coldly: "Questioning this official? You come back to the underworld with me, and this official will definitely use all that I've learned to entertain you properly."

I said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense and ask him about serious matters!"

Shang Xingyan's five fingers hooked into the man's chest, and he questioned with a ferocious expression, "Speak, what other conspiracies do you have? How many accomplices are there?"

The pain of having his soul pierced by Shang Xingyan was unimaginable, but Shang Xingyan clenched his fingers tightly: "Speak, or I will make you wish you were dead right now."

As Shang Xingyan continued to exert force, my gaze swept across the crowd, but no one retreated.

Could it be that Zhang Fang only had one accomplice, or...

My eyes narrowed slightly: Zhang Fang definitely has more than one accomplice, and they are all in the secret room.

I raised my voice: "Everyone, I don't have time to explain anything to you. If you think you can stop me, you are welcome to try."

"If you don't think it's necessary to fight to the death with me right now, then come with me to the place where Zhang Fang is performing his magic. I guarantee there will be a surprise waiting for you."

As I spoke, I had already stepped towards the crowd.

The sorcerer masters who were blocking my path before retreated one after another, automatically making way for me.

The main reason why I was able to pass through the crowd so calmly that time was that there were no real experts in the sorcerer's path in the provincial capital.

In other words, at that time, I had stepped into the martial world, but I had not yet come into contact with the core of the sorcerer's path.

The true changes in the sorcerer's path were only approaching me and had not yet included me.