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The god descended into the hall, standing with his hands behind his back.

His blood-gold eyes swept over Zhen Yuanzi and over the Styx River.

In that gaze, there was scrutiny, contempt, and even a hint of barely suppressed fighting spirit.

"So, it's you who want to ambush and kill me?"

Zhen Yuanzi shuddered, and Styx turned deathly pale.

Divine rebellion?

The King of Ferocious Beasts?

Peak of the Ninth Heaven?

How did he end up here?

"God's Rebellion..."

Zhen Yuanzi spoke, his voice hoarse.

Shen Ni raised his hand to interrupt him.

"No need for such formalities."

"I am going with you on my master's orders."

"I am in the seventh heaven, I am in the ninth heaven."

"Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, he is only at the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm in terms of combat strength."

"I alone am enough to suppress him."

"Besides, you two are assisting me?"

"We've got you cornered and killed."

The sound fell, like the clanging of metal and stone.

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned, and Styx was stunned.

Immediately, their expressions changed drastically.

It's not fear.

It was ecstasy.

It was excitement.

It was an unbelievable shock.

Divine rebellion?

Peak of the Ninth Heaven?

Should we go with them?

To surround and kill me?

Zhen Yuanzi knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"The Vice-Chancellor is brilliant!"

"With Senior Shenni around, I'm doomed!"

"The People's Education Press will never recover!"

Styx followed closely behind, kneeling on the ground.

"The Vice-Chancellor is brilliant!"

"This disciple will certainly do his utmost to cooperate with Senior Shenni."

"Surround and kill me, it's a fight to the death!"

The sound shook the palace, and the ghostly lamps flickered erratically.

Xuandu gazed at the two kneeling figures, and at their excited yet devout faces.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

He raised his hand and gently brushed it away.

A gentle force lifted the two of them up.

Get up.

"No need for such formalities."

The two rose and stood in the hall.

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure in green.

In those eyes, there was gratitude, admiration, and above all, unwavering loyalty that would never change for billions of dollars.

Houtu watched this scene, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu, you certainly know how to lend."

"Even Shenni has been subdued."

"No wonder they dared to send them to ambush and kill me."

Xuan Du bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty flatters me."

"I was merely going with the flow."

Houtu nodded.

"Zhen Yuanzi and Styx, though both are Daoist saints, are also protectors of the Jie Sect."

"If you wish to borrow them, I will naturally agree."

"Moreover, the Underworld and the Jie Sect are allies."

"The Underworld will not stand idly by during the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods."

She paused, her gaze deepening slightly.

"Go."

"I await your good news in the underworld."

Zhen Yuanzi bowed, and Styx bowed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The two straightened up and stood beside Xuandu.

In those eyes, there was fighting spirit, determination, and an unwavering resolve that the Billion Dollar Club had never shown before.

They surrounded and killed Laozi.

This is the first time they have taken action since they began their spiritual practice.

This was also the first time they served the Jie Sect during the Investiture of the Gods.

Only success is allowed; failure is not permitted.

Xuan Du gazed at the two of them, his eyes calm.

"Zhen Yuanzi, Styx River."

"In this attack on Laozi, Shenni will be the main force, and you will be the support."

"Success is the only option; failure is not an option."

"If Laozi dies, the Humanist sect will be leaderless."

"The calamity of the Investiture of the Gods will then be free of a major variable."

"With the arrival of the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect, a major threat will be eliminated."

Do you understand?

Zhen Yuanzi kowtowed.

"Disciple understands!"

The Styx bowed.

"Disciple understands!"

Xuan Du nodded and looked at Shen Ni.

"God's Rebellion".

The gods bowed in rebellion.

"Disciple is here."

Xuandu stared at it, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"You will be the main force, with Zhen Yuanzi and Styx as your assistants."

"Go to Shouyang Mountain and lie in wait outside the Bajing Palace."

"When the battle between Chaoge and Xiqi begins, I will make my move."

"Then you shall show yourself and surround and kill him."

"Leave no survivors."

Shen Ni knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your disciple obeys!"

"Rest assured, Master, your disciple will do his utmost."

"As long as I live, I will not return!"

The sound shook the palace, and the ghostly lamps flickered erratically.

Xuan Du nodded.

"Go."

After those two words, nothing more was said.

Shen Ni stood up.

The massive body slowly turned, facing the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

His blood-gold eyes blazed with murderous intent.

It took a step.

The void rippled silently.

The dark figure vanished from the Houtu Palace in an instant.

Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe exchanged a glance and bowed in unison.

"Vice Master, we are leaving now."

Xuan Du nodded.

The two turned around and took a step forward.

Two figures, one in green and one in red, vanished from the hall in an instant.

The Houtu Hall fell silent once more.

The Netherworld Lamp still flickers uncertainly, and the Reincarnation Seal still revolves endlessly.

That pale yellow figure stood alone before the main seat.

Gazing at the three disappearing figures, and at the gradually closing void.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu."

She spoke in a low voice.

"You sent the gods to Shouyang Mountain to ambush and kill me."

"Send the Taotie to Kunlun Mountain to surround and kill Yuanshi."

"What about Jieyin and Zhunti?"

"What are your plans to do?"

Xuan Du looked at her, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"Those who guide and guide Zhunti will be dealt with by others."

"Your Majesty need not worry."

Houtu nodded.

"I trust you to handle things."

"Go."

"Go do what you're supposed to do."

"I await your return in the underworld."

Xuan Du bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He straightened up, turned around, and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green disappeared from the Houtu Palace in an instant.

Houtu stood alone in the hall, gazing at the disappearing figure.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"The Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods"

She murmured softly.

"The immortals of the three religions enter the calamity, and the myriad immortals of the Jie sect respond to the calamity."

"It is the will of Heaven, and cannot be changed."

"But Xuandu's plan was to surround and kill Yuanshi and Laozi."

"Is the predetermined course of destiny truly secure?"

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

Inside the Houtu Hall, the Netherworld Lamp flickered intermittently.

That pale yellow figure stood alone before the palace gate.

It remained unmoved for a long time.