“Alas, how could that old City God, with his millennium of cultivation, be no match for the Tianyi Sect Leader's four hundred years?”

The Jingxin Daoist Child sighed again as he mentioned the old City God.

This sigh carried considerable depth.

Because the god he invited was none other than the Capital City God, Qin Wuyi.

With the loss of contact with the Netherworld, the Human Path persisted for a thousand years, but it dwindled from hundreds of disciples to dozens, and then to only seven disciples in the previous generation.

After much painful deliberation, the Human Path finally lowered its standards, setting its sights on the City Gods of various cities.

However, the Netherworld Monarch had decreed that Netherworld deities could not possess human bodies, and only the Capital City God, Qin Wuyi, was exempt from this rule.

He was the first to attempt it.

The gamble was that this millennium-old City God might have the potential to become the new ruler of the Netherworld.

Who knew that instead of good news, they would receive the devastating news of the old City God's suppression.

"How can you calculate it that way?"

The Rebirth Old Daoist shook his head.

Cultivation in this world isn't simply about living longer to become stronger. Demons and ghosts live far longer than humans, but apart from a few exceptionally talented individuals, a millennium of cultivation still can't compare to a human genius's century of cultivation.

Even among humans, some remain at the Qi Nourishment stage for decades, while others achieve their Natal Soul within decades. How vast is the difference?

If it were just a competition of lifespan, humanity would have been wiped out in the river of time long ago.

The two masters fell silent for a moment before heading toward the City God Temple.

Qingdu was quite prosperous, but the closer they got to the City God Temple, the sparser the population became. By the time they could see the street where the City God Temple was located, there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.

Faintly, they could see long strips of sealing paper stretched across the street where the City God Temple was located, and many government yamen runners in black uniforms patrolled back and forth.

How would ordinary people dare to approach such a scene?

In a place invisible to ordinary people, there was also an invisible barrier of magical power, isolating the channels of incense exchange between the inside and outside.

This place had been completely sealed off.

"What ruthless methods."

The Jingxin Daoist Child couldn't help but clench his fists and grit his teeth.

He could almost feel it himself.

"With such methods, ordinary people would never be able to contact the old City God without alarming others."

Saying this, the Rebirth Old Daoist became vigilant, pulled the Jingxin Daoist Child, and turned to leave.

With a few leaps, they disappeared from the long street.

Whoosh~

In the next instant, a figure landed where the two had stood.

It was a middle-aged Daoist.

His face was indifferent. He looked around, closed his eyes to sense for a moment, and then frowned and muttered to himself:

"I clearly sensed someone spying here..."

Whoosh~

Another young Daoist appeared:

"Senior Brother Qin, have you found anything?"

"They're gone."

The middle-aged Daoist's brow relaxed a little:

"Recently, people entering the capital are a mixed bag. It's inevitable that some have connections with the Netherworld City Gods. Next, we must be careful to guard against them. The Myriad Dharma Assembly is imminent, and we must not let this old ghost cause trouble again."

"Senior Brother Qin is right."

The young Daoist nodded, then asked, puzzled: "Since the Sect Leader was able to suppress this old ghost, why not completely eradicate him, smash his temple, destroy his statue, and completely eliminate future troubles?"

"The Sect Leader's intentions are not for us to fathom."

The middle-aged Daoist gave his companion a deep look and lowered his voice:

"It is said that the founding of the Daqing Dynasty also has some connection with this old ghost. Perhaps he is afraid that killing him will lead to unnecessary backlash, or perhaps..."

"Is that so?"

The young Daoist was stunned. Hearing the sound of rushing wind behind him, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

"That was close..."

Several streets away, in a hidden corner, the Rebirth Old Daoist breathed a sigh of relief: "Two Natal Soul cultivators guarding the gate? Has the Tianyi Sect become so powerful?"

Natal Soul cultivators weren't cabbages. Some minor sect leaders were only at this level.

Here, they were merely guarding the periphery. It could be seen how powerful the Tianyi Sect was.

It should be known that at this time, with the Myriad Dharma Assembly about to be held, most of the Tianyi Sect Daoists had been assigned tasks.

"Jingxin, try to see if we can invite the Capital City God to descend here."

The Rebirth Daoist retracted his gaze and instructed his disciple without turning his head.

The Divine Descent Human Path they practiced was a secret technique passed down by the Netherworld Monarch. No matter where they were, they could communicate with the god they were inviting. The magical barrier could block incense, but it could not stop them from inviting the god.

The Jingxin Daoist Child's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't say a word.

Because a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Hmm?!"

The Rebirth Daoist sensed something was wrong. When he turned his head, his pupils suddenly shrank:

"Tianyi?!"

Behind the Jingxin Daoist Child stood a Daoist in red, with an evil look on his face.

The Daoist was tall and slender, with a strange aura, but his face was clearly that of the Tianyi True Person!

"Yes, and no. Compared to Tianyi, I prefer to be called Tianxie!"

The Red-Clothed Daoist's face was evil, and he gave the Rebirth Daoist a gloomy, cold look:

"At the end of ancient times, the Netherworld Monarch emerged out of nowhere, suppressed the ten evils of Huangtian, swept away the evil spirits of the world, and even used his Natal Soul as the price to move all the Yin Qi in the human world to create the Netherworld, establishing the Yin Division City God system.

After that, he no longer set foot in the human world, but left a Dao lineage in the human world, called the Human Path, a Divine Descent Human Path that once made countless cultivators tremble..."

The Tianyi Daoist, or rather the Tianxie Daoist,'s eyes flickered with a hint of disdain and mockery:

"Now that I see it, I am greatly disappointed."

Anything connected to the Netherworld Monarch would inevitably be the focus of attention, let alone the Dao lineage he had left behind.

The Human Path was certainly low-key, but it could not escape the eyes of those who were interested.

He naturally knew the name of this Rebirth Daoist. Unfortunately, even if he had cultivated to the point where he could transform into Kui Xing (God of Literature), it was not worth mentioning now that Kui Xing had disappeared.

"Tianxie? The rumors in the cultivation world are true. You really have more than one incarnation."

The Rebirth Daoist's heart sank. He took a deep breath and said slowly:

"I didn't expect that your erosion of the Human Path Dragon Qi has reached such a point. I'm afraid nothing in the entire Qingdu City can escape your notice..."

Although the Human Path Dragon Qi did not have any substantial lethality, its suppression of foreign auras, especially divine consciousness, was extremely terrifying.

Qingdu City was the place where the hearts of the world turned. Even a Primordial Spirit could not see through everything.

How could this Tianyi True Person do this?

"Apart from that old ghost Qin Wuyi, no one has a deeper control over Qingdu City than this True Person. The moment you entered Qingdu City, you fell into my palm."

The Tianxie Daoist's expression was calm, with a strong sense of teasing:

"The Myriad Dharma Assembly is about to be held, and it would be great to have the disciples of the Netherworld Monarch witness it."

Saying this, he flicked his sleeve, his cuffs opened wide, swallowing and spitting out streams of light and shadow, instantly enveloping the Rebirth Daoist.

The latter's palm trembled, and he almost used the Divine Invitation Great Art, but he still stopped himself forcefully, allowing the large sleeve to cover him.

With his cultivation in the Divine Descent Human Path, if the Netherworld was still there at this time, and Kui Xing was still there, he could summon half of Kui Xing's power with a thought. Even if the Tianyi True Person came in person, he would have to flee in embarrassment, let alone an incarnation.

But there were no ifs or buts in this world.

"Master..."

The Jingxin Daoist Child's face was pale, and he could only watch helplessly.

"Poor little guy, joining such an unpromising sect. Pitiful, pitiful."

The Tianxie Daoist smiled lightly, pinched the Jingxin Daoist Child's shoulder, and disappeared in place.

Just as he came without a trace, he left without a shadow.

.......

In the main altar of the Tianyi Sect, in a magnificent and solemn hall.

Figures that were either cold, detached, peaceful, evil, stern, or compassionate were seated.

"Huh?"

At a certain moment, the hearts of several people present stirred, and they looked at the center of the hall.

'Thump!'

With a muffled sound, a figure fell heavily to the ground in the void, shaking the hall and causing a buzzing sound.

"This is..."

The Innate Daoist pinched his wine glass, and a ripple appeared in the wine inside.

At the head seat, Xiao Feng's heart moved slightly, as if he had heard something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoists, you must all know this one, and those who don't know him should have heard of him."

Xiao Feng's gaze swept over the hall, fixed on the Rebirth Daoist, and smiled faintly:

"This fellow Daoist is named Rebirth. He is a descendant of the Dao lineage passed down by the Netherworld Monarch in the Yang world..."

"Rebirth Daoist?"

"Rebirth Daoist?!"

In the hall, many Daoists were shocked.

Although the Human Path was not well-known among the people, and ordinary people did not know of their existence, everyone present was a sect leader or elder, so they would naturally recognize him.

However, looking at him now, he was quite embarrassed, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Although the Human Path was weak because of the loss of contact with the Netherworld, this Rebirth Daoist had once had a record of fighting a Tribulation Transcending True Person to a draw. Was his strength declining again at this time?

Speaking of which, this Rebirth Daoist was also extremely experienced, even longer than many Primordial Spirit True Persons.

However, some people became more and more unfathomable as they cultivated, while others went backwards the longer they lived.

This Rebirth Daoist was undoubtedly the latter.

His strength was deteriorating. He had a record of fighting a Tribulation Transcending True Person to a draw after the Netherworld lost contact with the Yang world, but later, it was said that he was injured by a Sword Cultivating True Person.

Looking at it now, he was even weaker.

"Cough cough!"

The Rebirth Daoist coughed a few times, the flush on his face dissipated, and he slowly got up, looking around.

At the head seat of the hall was the Vice Sect Leader of the Tianyi Sect, Xiao Feng, and on his left and right were the two guest elders of the Tianyi Sect, the Tribulation Transcending True Persons Yi Gong and Jiu Yan.

In the hall, two rows extended down on the left and right. At the front were the Innate Daoist, the Tianhu True Person, the Pavilion Master of Yi Pavilion, the Zilei True Person, the Zihuang Daoist, the Lonely Moon Zen Master, the Dragon Tooth Dharma King, the White Ginseng Elder, and other Tribulation Transcending True Persons.

Behind the many Tribulation Transcending True Persons, there were still dozens of True Persons who had cultivated divine powers.

Nearly one-tenth of the famous experts in the Daqing cultivation world had gathered here!

Among these people, some he recognized and had even met, some he had only heard of, and some were completely unfamiliar.

But regardless of whether they knew him or not, the gazes of everyone at him at this time carried a faint sense of mockery, as well as an undisguised look of overlooking.

As if looking at a,

Homeless dog!