On Jade Spring Mountain, at a quarter past You Shi.
Ji Xiang had just finished drawing a talisman when a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.
Someone was praying to him, and the pull of that wish originated from within Shuntian City.
The little fox was lying on the talisman, laboriously tracing the Golden Light Mantra. Seeing Ji Xiang looking into the distance, it couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, is it getting late, so you're going back?"
Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes, not answering the little fox's question, his unease growing stronger!
Immediately following, another wish was felt, and Ji Xiang knew that trouble had appeared in Shuntian!
"There's something happening in Shuntian, I have to go first!"
Ji Xiang put away the talismans he had drawn, took out the Bright Light Heavenly Book, and pinched a wisp of incense between his fingers. It burned with a fierce flame, and he rapidly wrote the method of casting the spell on the blank Heavenly Book.
The little fox was startled, looking around, its ears twitching, "What's wrong, what's wrong! What happened?"
"You stay here and draw talismans. Find True Master Zhang tomorrow. Don't forget what I taught you!"
"Remember to study hard! Do more good deeds!"
Ji Xiang finished writing the Earth-Walking Technique, and the Heavenly Book immediately cast the spell. Ji Xiang transformed into a white smoke and burrowed into the ground, heading straight for Shuntian Prefecture!
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, wait for me, Senior Brother! You haven't told me yet, should True Master Zhang walk over or fly over!"
The little fox, clutching a handful of talismans in its paws, wagged its tail and stared blankly at the distant mountains and wilderness.
"Perhaps... True Master Zhang will also burrow underground?"
...
In the City God Temple in the southwest city, when Shuntian Prefecture experienced an "earthquake," the thirteen City God statues toppled over, and the ground of the entire Shuntian Prefecture began to slowly sink downwards.
For national defense reasons, the divine positions of the City Gods in Shuntian Prefecture were not allowed to be taken by ordinary people. After all, if the person who took the City God position had ill intentions, and was easily summoned by an enemy, opening the gates for them would be disastrous.
Among these thirteen City God statues, only the one in the center was the true divine position. This City God was called "The King Who Ascends to Heaven, Illuminates the Nation, and Benefits the People," the "Grand City God of the Empire," meaning the supreme leader of all City Gods. Only two City Gods had held this position.
At this moment, the gate of the City God Temple was breached, and Yin Division divine generals entered, intending to seize the divine position of the King Who Ascends to Heaven.
"The Chief Registrar of the Yin Division, you... it's not yet time for the Yin Division to patrol, and why are you at the City God Temple..."
The temple keeper looked at the faces of the Yin Division divine generals in terror, and a strange voice came from the mouth of the "Chief Registrar of the Yin Division":
"Your skin looks really good. The temple keeper who serves the King Who Ascends to Heaven also carries a bit of divine incense..."
"I am not the Chief Registrar of the Yin Division, I am the Great King Mingling Zhaohui... Look, my divine name is so similar to your Great City God. Tell me, can I borrow its divine position?"
Shuntian Prefecture was sinking into the ground!
This deity, calling himself "The Great King Mingling Zhaohui," needed to borrow the divine position of Shuntian City God, the King Who Ascends to Heaven. The City God Temple obstructed the sinking of Shuntian City, and of course, this place wasn't particularly important.
The main reason was the fear that delay would lead to complications. By reversing the earthly "capital" and the heavenly "palace" sooner, the legal system of the past era could fully return to the world.
...
Under normal circumstances, when the Yin Division kills, it must strictly adhere to the regulations of the Three Registers. The will of the Three Registers is the will of the entire Yin Division divine positions. If a living person's lifespan has not yet ended and they are killed arbitrarily, such an act will be recorded in the Three Registers, and the divine power of the person who acted arbitrarily will be deducted, and the information will be directly fed back to the Northern Garrison Command.
However, now...
On the ground of the First Red Shop, two of the Three Registers had been torn to shreds.
In the Eastern Yue Temple, the divine generals also saw that the great ghost in the black mist now held a small yellow book.
The Yellow Register, which managed the final destinies of people, had fallen into the Eastern Yue Temple, while the other two registers that constrained the Yellow Register, the Registers of Life and Death, had been turned into dust by an unknown force.
This great ghost in the black mist, dipping his fingers in ghost blood, was frantically smearing it on the Yellow Register!
The names of the people in Shuntian were being erased by him.
At this moment, the divine generals, including the terrified Liu Mengyin, finally understood. The chains around their necks were a sign of those whose names had been struck out!
The great ghost in the black mist frantically sketched names, smearing ghost blood page after page. However, among these pages, there were some names that could not be erased. Besides the names of Emperor Wanli and others being difficult to erase, the great ghost also saw a name.
No matter how he smeared it, that name could not be stained with the slightest impurity!
"Ji... Xiang?"
The great ghost's actions and strange emotions alerted the strange figures deep within the Eastern Yue Temple.
What was special about this name?
The ancient, strange figures, some of them took action, performing perceptual probes, and discovered astonishing circumstances.
"What's going on with this person?"
"He only has a name, no birth date, no death date, no destiny, no heavenly salary, and no past experiences can be traced!"
...
In the West Market, employees of the Han Jing Factory across the street discovered the chaos in the West Market. Seeing the Yin Division appear on the main street at You Shi and slaughtering civilians, they were instantly terrified!
He quickly notified the eunuch in charge of the factory to send people to the Yin Division Red Shop for help. However, not long after leaving the west city, he was pounced upon by a magnificent tiger and eaten directly!
"How can the Soul-Reaping Divine Tiger eat people indiscriminately!"
The eunuch in charge of the factory turned ashen with fear. At this moment, several fierce tigers rushed into the Han Jing Factory. These magnificent tigers were the soul-reaping envoys of the Yin Division. They had never killed people indiscriminately. In ancient legends, encountering a soul-reaping fierce tiger was even slightly better than encountering a normal soul-reaping envoy.
Sometimes these tigers would show mercy, helping people to feign death and escape calamity. When they transformed into human form, they appeared as Buddhist monks.
But now, these great tigers also had blood-splattered faces, adorned with strange, twisted wooden carvings and clay sculptures!
The Han Jing Factory was massacred. The eunuch in charge of the factory, clutching a pile of gold, tried to climb over the wall to escape, but was caught by the great tigers and dragged away to be devoured. After he died, the pile of gold that Tian Fengyu had given him all turned into dry cow dung, truly making money like dirt.
The shelves in the Printing Bureau were overturned, and a bundle of finished great talismans rolled into the courtyard.
...
The Xuan Tian Shang Di Divine Incantation circulated in the child's chest, repelling the Yin Division divine general to the side, causing him to fall to the ground.
Blood splattered all around, and the entire West Market was a sea of red!
"Dad, Dad, I'm scared!"
The child with the Nezha hairstyle looked pale, trembling with fear, at a loss for what to do. The craftsman father opened his chest and saw the talisman that Ji Xiang had written that morning.
The craftsman father knew that his and his son's survival depended on this talisman!
"That's an immortal with real skills!"
But the Yin Division divine spirits in front of them were dense, blocking the entire West Market like an impenetrable dam!
More than half of the Yin Division in the Seventy-Two Red Shops had problems. Previously, the Xuan Tian Shang Di talisman had repelled a Yin Division divine general, and this situation attracted the attention of other Yin Division divine generals.
Instantly, the Yin Division divine generals surged towards the craftsman father and son like a tide, their weapons radiating divine light, capable of killing a large number of common people with a single sweep.
The number of Yin Division divine generals continued to increase. The civilians around them, terrified, cried out as they were slaughtered.
A Yin Division great deity stepped out from the crowd, it was the Night Roaming God.
He raised his leg, and his black boots suddenly grew as tall as a small mountain!
The Night Roaming God stomped down, intending to crush all the civilians here into a pulp!
Rumble!
A white smoke suddenly appeared on the ground!
A strong arm pushed upwards lightly, flipping the giant black boot far away!
Ji Xiang emerged from the white smoke. Seeing all the Yin Division divine spirits before him stained with the blood of civilians, his pupils contracted violently in shock, and then his expression gradually turned into one of righteous anger.
Perhaps this was the time to use his fury, to save all the living people here!
Ji Xiang looked at all the Yin Division divine generals and spoke with a heavenly voice, its sound vast and soul-shaking:
"You have committed great sins! According to the heavenly laws, any true deity who dares to steal and kill civilians, and cause disaster among the people, shall have their souls and forms shattered!"