Each to his own
accept it…”The old woman snorted coldly: "What's so unacceptable Are the Mu family afraid of death What could that cold-hearted old man, Mu Yike, be afraid of!"Uh She directly called me by my grandfat...Old Wang's mind was in chaos, if he had taken refuge in another space, he would likely be unable to protect himself.
When dealing with the Corpse Demon before, Jiang Qiyun once used a spell to try and drag it out, but because the Corpse Demon was too large, he couldn't drag it out.
But even if Jiang Qiyun, he wouldn't foolishly jump into the space where the demon resided.
What people fear, one should not disregard.
As a celestial deity, he never took his power for granted or underestimated the unknown.
As the esteemed cultivators have said: even celestial beings and divine immortals draw a clear line with these chaotic substances. Should they be unwittingly contaminated, their fates are almost invariably tragic.
Jiang Qiyun kept him around because some people were still following him. Now, what about those people
The other little ghosts don't matter, but Yue was a spy recommended by the judge of the underworld. At least her whereabouts need to be known.
"Your Majesty," said Ji Dou, "He's not even conscious. What are you asking him for Just kill him and dig three feet into the ground, wouldn't we know then How big could his territory possibly be"
Jiang Qiyun shook his head slightly: "A Yue is under the command of the Judge. This seat owes its subordinates an explanation."
Judge... This is a position, with many judges of varying sizes, but it is also a "specific reference".
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A Yue was recommended by Cui, the judge. Jiang Qiyun didn't want to simply and brutally eliminate Old Wangye. He couldn't just ignore his subordinates. That wouldn't be the way of a loyal subject.
He didn't outwardly show much fondness for this religious post, but he diligently fulfilled his duties.
"Ah...Yue..." Old Wang suddenly let out a hoarse voice.
His face melted away on one side, his white skull exposed, and his eyes flickered as if returning to life.
"My dear daughter... she actually betrayed me..." he murmured, "I ate her..."
Have you eaten
Jiang Qiyun furrowed his brow deeply and asked, "Is she dead"
Old Wang's face twitched, he forced out a sinister smile: "Dead How could the Yin Marshal be dead He could only vanish into thin air, or...be used by me...桀桀桀..."
Luohu hated ugly things. He looked at Lao Wangye with disgust and said to Jiang Qiyun, "Emperor, if you don't make a move, don't blame me for killing him. What subordinates, what not subordinates, what use is there for keeping this disgusting thing!"
He spoke and gestured, a ball of flame landing on the ground to draw a circle around Old Wangye, giving Jiang Qiyun face — if it hadn't been for Jiang Qiyun's face, the fire would have landed on Old Wangye.
Jiang Qiyun frowned, pinched a formula and chanted, his finger drew on the ground —
I had once seen silver summoning banners, like canopy curtains, standing upright.
The silver talisman curtain fluttered without wind, and the lotus at the top of the summoning banner rotated slightly, even taller than the sculptures in the main hall.
The curtains billowed in all directions, scattering a few faint glimmers of light.
Is he summoning the souls of deceased yin officials
The incident with Old Wang caused a significant number of minor ghosts in the City God's Temple to perish. Additionally, there were solitary spirits and wandering ghosts confined along the main street, and malevolent entities that refused to dissipate within White Bone Alley.
This summoning banner was incredibly powerful. The canopy opened up into eight sides like an inverted lotus, with silver runes swirling around it, drawing in wisps of spirits from miles around, dozens of miles, even hundreds. They flocked to the banner as if they had seen a way to pass on, pouring under its folds one after another.
Jiang Qiyun rarely practiced grand techniques.
The last time was at Haiyanlou, pouring Huangquan water back into the well, dragging the ghosts who escaped to the human world back to the underworld.
This time, it's a grand display of power, making no distinction between humans and ghosts. As long as there's even a sliver of a soul lingering in this world, they're all being called over.
For a time, over the rarely visited Dingguo Temple, dark clouds gathered, and gusts of icy wind howled through the mountains, swirling around the temple.
I saw some blurry phantoms drawn in, and some faint lights, weak and flickering, falling beneath the summoning banner.
The entire hall was filled with a cold, gusting wind. A ghost drifted out from the cracks in the floorboards beside me—I recognized this monk; he was the one who led us when we first came to Dingguo Temple.
I hurriedly pulled out a talisman of the Transcendence and waved it before his face, causing it to vanish. His eyes regained a glimmer of clarity.
"How did you end up dead in the hallway" I asked urgently.
He looked blankly at the summoning banner, as if eager to rush in and help the souls pass on—to have brushed against the summoning banner erected by the Northern Heavenly Emperor was a stroke of incredible fortune! He didn't even want to pay me any mind!
“I...was killed by this City God... for days now... Before, he came to look for Master Fangzhàng, I overheard him threatening Master Fangzhàng, using Dìngguó Temple as a nest, making Master Fangzhàng lure believers under the pretext of holding rituals... Master Fangzhàng was afraid that things would get out of hand and refused resolutely…”
Then they were silenced
"Is the Abbot still alive" I asked.
"I don't know..." He floated anxiously away from me.
They looked like they were rushing to be reincarnated...Indeed, they were rushing to be reborn. How many years would it take for the Emperor's soul-calling banner to appear again The lotus on it was a standard item for immortal gods and deities, with automatic transcendence. These wandering souls were truly lucky.
Jiang Qiyun's face was calm. There were no remnants of Yue among these wandering spirits. Had he really been consumed by the old king
This is terrible.
I understand Jiang Qiyun's thoughts. A Yue serves as the eyes and ears of the underworld. After years of silence, she has now revealed Old Wangye's affairs. Her identity will be exposed. If she suffers a tragic end, and Jiang Qiyun doesn't handle it properly, who among his subordinates would be willing to work hard for the underworld in the future
As an emperor, even a godlike one, you must govern the hearts and minds of all those under your command.
Stray ghosts are becoming fewer and fewer, all entering the underworld through the summoning banner. Ultimately, Ah Yue's figure is still missing.
Jiang Qiyun stared coldly at Old Wangye, who had a crazy, provocative smile on his face: “A Yue… is my good daughter… her cultivation… is all mine…”
Even at death's door, he still insists. This old man is truly ambitious to the point of madness.
Jiang Qiyun tightened the chain around his neck, and he coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Last time, dealing with the Corpse Demon involved dragging the entire blood-soaked swamp into the Bloodpool Hell, then using the Bloodpool's Calamity to dispel its malice. Will we have to do that again this time
"Hee hee hee... Lord Emperor~~" A strange laugh suddenly came, Bai Wuchang materialized from mid-air and lightly landed beside Jiang Qiyun.
"Old Wang Ye ate all his useful and useless subordinates… Luckily I was quick, and I hid one…" Bai Wu Chang took something out of his large sleeve.
"Qiyē, what is this" I asked.
Bai Wu Chang smiled and said: "The thing the Emperor wants, right~"
His slender fingers spread, a faint glimmer flickering softly in his palm.
"A Yue's sliver of a soul was taken by me beforehand, hehehe~ Old Wang Ye only ate the shell..."yun!This woman suddenly showed up to provoke me, what does she want"Hmph, hmph~ My dear Lady, please calm your anger. These two little imps failed to protect you properly, I shall take them down and q...