"Uncle Liu—" Lin Zhao stopped struggling, kneeling on the snowy ground, covering her face and crying bitterly.

"Old Liu! You old bastard, stop right now!" In a fit of rage, Butcher Wang used his shoulder to block the opponent's long sword, allowing the sharp blade to pierce his shoulder armor. He stepped closer to his opponent and swung his knife, sending the head flying into the air.

But it was too late for her to stop Old Liu.

Old Liu had finally activated the White Lantern Formation set up by Wang Xiao Huan. Countless Yin soldiers broke through the boundary and separated the two camps on horseback.

In an instant, the Yin soldiers divided into several teams, surrounding everyone present, their spears pointing at both sides: "Kneel!"

Everyone from the Reincarnation Division, including Zhu Zi Ning, knelt on the ground. The people from Liangjie Tang stood proudly, making the Reincarnation Division look half a head shorter than Liangjie Tang from afar.

The leading ghost general said in a deep voice, "Separate those who are fighting, no more fighting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Butcher Wang's cleaver entangled with the Reincarnation Division elder. The cold and biting light of the blade was like a rope pressing on the opponent, turning back and forth. Although there were no visible wounds on the opponent, he was screaming hoarsely.

When Butcher Wang retracted his blade, the opponent's body had been divided into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

The ghost general shouted sternly, "How dare you disobey my order!"

Butcher Wang said indifferently, "You're too late. I can't stop my knife!"

"You…" The ghost general was furious: "Someone, take her down!"

Just as the ghost soldiers were about to step forward, I coldly questioned, "Since when do you have the right to arrest people from Liangjie Tang? Get out of the way!"

It wasn't that I was being arrogant and conceited, but the Yin soldiers really had no authority to arrest people from Liangjie Tang!

Yin soldiers were different from ghost messengers. The main role of Yin soldiers was not much different from the army in the Yang Jian (the world of the living). The task of arresting the souls of the living was mainly the responsibility of the ghost messengers.

The ghost general's attempt to capture Butcher Wang was somewhat of an overreach.

Before the ghost general could speak, Jun Jixue had already stepped forward: "Jun Jixue, a human realm agent of the Supervisory Division, is here. Who dares to act presumptuously?"

The ghost general was visibly stunned when he saw the token in Jun Jixue's hand: "People from the Supervisory Division?"

Jun Jixue said coldly, "I will handle the matter here. You may return!"

"I'm afraid you can't handle it!" A red-robed civil official stepped out from behind the Yin-Yang barrier amidst a cold snort and stood in the center of the arena.

Jun Jixue frowned slightly as the red-robed civil official said coldly, "Li Po and others from Liangjie Tang have violated the iron laws of the Yin Division, using public resources for private gain and privately mobilizing Yin soldiers to participate in Jianghu (martial world) vendettas. Take them all back to the Yin Division for interrogation by the Supervisory Division! Take them away!"

Just now, Jun Jixue and I were still entangled in a fight, and we didn't know what was happening around us. When I reacted and saw the patrol envoy's order in Old Liu's hand, my heart sank.

I quickly transmitted my voice: "Who can tell me what's going on?"

As Lin Zhao transmitted her voice while crying, I roughly understood the situation. I immediately turned around and said, "Esteemed official, I am the master of Liangjie Tang. If you have any issues with Liangjie Tang, you can talk to me. It has nothing to do with anyone else!"

The red-robed civil official sneered, "How responsible. However, none of you from Liangjie Tang will be leaving today. Take them all down. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!"

Before the red-robed civil official finished speaking, Ye Yang and the others had quietly prepared themselves.

They wouldn't let me fall into the hands of the civil official faction, and they wouldn't watch Old Liu fall into the arena.

Killing Yin soldiers was tantamount to challenging the Netherworld!

However, Ye Yang and the others clenched their sword hilts without hesitation.

The red-robed civil official glanced sideways at Ye Yang: "Why don't you kneel when you see an official of the Netherworld?"

"All of you, kneel down, face the ground. Whoever's face I see will have their sentence increased."

As soon as the red-robed civil official gave the order, the Yin soldiers on the mountain roared and shook their blades: "Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

The pressure formed by the military formation instantly crashed down on Ye Yang's direction, pressing down on their heads like a giant rock weighing a thousand jun (a unit of weight).

They were forcing Ye Yang to take action!

Once Ye Yang and the others couldn't bear it and resisted, the other party could immediately use the crime of resisting arrest to kill us all.

The civil official faction never intended to take us back to the Netherworld; they wanted to erase Liangjie Tang from the snowy mountains.

The Reincarnation Division's revenge had arrived!

Without hesitation, I reached for the hilt of my knife.

Brothers must live and die together!

If you want to defy the heavens, I will be your vanguard.

The moment the killing intent burst out in my eyes, I heard Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) say from afar, "What great authority!"

"Which Yin soldier in the Netherworld doesn't know that Li Po and Ye Yang are the successors of our brothers? Even if they were in the Supervisory Division, they would have to give them a chair and ask them to sit down and talk. Who gave you the courage to force them to kneel?"

Hei Wuchang (Black Impermanence) and Bai Wuchang arrived on the snowy mountain at the same time. The leading ghost general's face turned pale: "Lords... Lords!"

Bai Wuchang said coldly, "We are here, and you are still standing and talking. Is that appropriate?"

"Greetings, Lords!" Thousands of Yin soldiers knelt on the ground at the same time.

Bai Wuchang looked coldly at the red-robed civil official: "Why aren't you kneeling?"

"The two divine lords are not my superiors. I don't need to…" Before he could finish speaking, Bai Wuchang slapped him to the ground from afar.

Bai Wuchang said coldly, "It seems your superior didn't teach you any manners! If he didn't teach you, I will."

Before Bai Wuchang finished speaking, someone said, "Thank you, Divine Lord, for helping this official teach my subordinates."