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Driven by Ao Lie, the crystal RV transformed into a streak of light, arriving outside the capital of Chechi Kingdom in less than half an hour.

Contrary to the bustling scene depicted on the light screen, a sense of oppression and gloom washed over the RV as it approached. While the city's inhabitants were reasonably well-dressed, most wore expressions of numbness and weariness, their eyes lacking vitality.

Clearly, after two decades of exploitation through "protection fees," the foundation of this country has been largely hollowed out.

The RV did not go directly into the city, but slowly stopped a hundred feet outside the city gate.

"Thump!"

Lin Dasheng was the first to jump off the chariot, slamming his 84,000-jin Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel) heavily onto the ground, causing the entire ground to tremble. He carried the cudgel, his golden eyes coldly sweeping across the city walls.

Following them, Jiang Liuer, Tianpeng, Juanlian, and the others also came down one by one.

Such a commotion immediately alerted the guards on the city wall.

"Who goes there? How dare you make a scene outside the capital!" Several arrogant Taoist priests, dressed in Taoist robes, appeared on the city wall and questioned him from above.

However, when their gaze fell upon the extremely luxurious crystal RV and the huge banner in front of it, embroidered with a black bird totem and the words "Anti-Fraud," their arrogance instantly froze.

"A...a large merchant inspection team?" A Taoist priest stammered out the small print on the flag, his face turning pale with fright.

Although they were located in a remote part of Xiniu Hezhou, they had heard of the powerful Shang Dynasty, which was now a force to be reckoned with in the primordial world and even dared to demolish the sacred sites of saints.

"Quickly! Go and report to the three imperial advisors!"

A chaotic scene of chickens and dogs scattering on the city wall.

A short while later, three powerful demonic energies surged into the sky from within the city, and three figures landed on the city wall.

The leader, dressed in a tiger-skin Taoist robe, had a fierce appearance; he was none other than Tiger Power Immortal.

The person on his left has a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and a goatee; he is the Great Immortal Yangli.

The person on the right has deer antlers on his head and a sinister look in his eyes; he is the Deer Power Immortal.

"This humble Taoist, Hu Li, greets you all." Hu Li, the Great Immortal, feigned composure, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture towards the crowd below, though his voice trembled slightly. "May I ask what brings the Shang Dynasty's inspection team to my Chechi Kingdom?"

Although he felt uneasy, the thought that the Chan Sect and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable stood behind him emboldened him.

He refused to believe that the Shang Dynasty would dare to act as recklessly as it did in the East, within the territory of Xiniu Hezhou!

Jiang Liuer did not answer, but only glanced at him indifferently, and then winked at Marshal Tianpeng beside him.

Marshal Tianpeng immediately understood. With his enormous beer belly protruding, he took two steps forward, slung the reforged nine-toothed rake over his shoulder, and roared in a deep voice, "We are here on the orders of the Great Shang Emperor and the Thirteen Ancestral Witches of the Pangu Palace to travel west and combat fraud! We received reports that your Chechi Kingdom is using sorcery to extort money from the people and oppress the good! We are here today to investigate!"

"Nonsense!" the Great Immortal Yang Li shouted in a shrill voice. "We are disciples of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, registered disciples of the Chan Sect! We are here to act on behalf of Heaven and enlighten all people. How can you say we are oppressing them? It is you who, without any evidence, are slandering us. Do you perhaps wish to be enemies of the Chan Sect?"

They insisted on their identity as members of the Chan Sect, hoping to scare away this group by using the title of saint.

However, while this tactic might work on others, it was a joke to the people of the Pangu Palace.

"A disciple of the Chan Sect?" Lin Dasheng picked at his ear and let out a disdainful sneer. "I, Old Sun, am the one who beats up the Chan Sect! Last time, that Guang Chengzi and that Taiyi Zhenren, didn't we strip them naked and hang them on the city gate?"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the three monsters on the city wall instantly turned deathly pale.

Only then did they realize that the monkey in front of them was a ruthless character who dared to offend even the disciples of a sage to the death!

"You...you dare to be so arrogant!" Tiger Power Immortal roared, his voice trembling with fear. "This is the territory of my Chechi Kingdom, and you are not welcome here! Leave at once, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

As he spoke, he gave a wink, and within the massive Sanqing Temple in the city, waves of magical energy rose, clearly indicating that the mountain-protecting formation had been activated.

"You're welcome?" Upon hearing this, Marshal Tianpeng's small eyes instantly flashed with a fierce light. "Heh heh, I, Old Pig, would like to see just how impolite you are!"

He was seething with anger. Last time at Zixiao Palace, he almost wronged Monkey King, and he'd been holding a grudge ever since. Now that he'd caught these demons connected to the Chan Sect, it was the perfect opportunity to vent his frustration!

"The commander has ordered that anyone who obstructs law enforcement will be considered an accomplice and executed on the spot!"

Marshal Tianpeng roared, giving the opponent no chance to react at all!

His burly body suddenly lunged forward, and the reforged nine-toothed rake in his hand, infused with all the magic power of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, instantly grew larger in the wind, transforming into the size of a small mountain. With a terrifying whistling sound that tore through the air, it savagely smashed down on the most conspicuous and magnificent Sanqing Temple in the city!

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening explosion!

The Sanqing Taoist Temple, built with the blood and sweat of countless people and regarded as the foundation by the three demons, along with its proud protective array, was as fragile as paper under this rake!

The light barrier of the great formation shattered before it could even hold for a moment!

Immediately afterwards, the ornately decorated and resplendent Taoist temple gate, along with half of the front hall, was smashed into dust and wood chips flying everywhere by the terrifying force of the nine-toothed rake!