The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 108 Exercising Divine Duties

Blood God Child Yuan Tu Abi drew both swords simultaneously, their swordplay fierce and unparalleled, each strike carrying the ultimate sharpness of innate killing intent.

His swordsmanship was devoid of any frills, purely focused on killing and slashing, with each strike aimed directly at the vital points of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva image.

The two swords slashed out alternately, each strike connected to the next, forming an impenetrable net of killing intent.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, his body radiating great Buddhist light, and twenty-four heads simultaneously chanted scriptures, forming a golden light shield that enveloped him.

Countless Sanskrit characters flowed across the light barrier. Blood God's sword struck the barrier, producing a piercing friction sound and stirring up ripples.

The Seven Treasures Tree was repeatedly swung in Ksitigarbha's hands, and with each swing, auspicious seven-colored light transformed into various forms to attack the Blood God Child.

Sometimes it transforms into a sky full of golden lotuses, the petals like knives, spinning and cutting; sometimes it transforms into a radiant Buddha light, where blood and qi dissolve.

Sometimes it transforms into countless golden chains, attempting to entangle and bind the Blood God's form.

Blood God Child sneered, his figure transforming into a streak of blood-red light as he darted through the void at an unbelievable speed.

He dodged most of the attacks, and his two swords occasionally unleashed blood-red sword energy in retaliation.

The sword energy struck Ksitigarbha's protective shield of Buddha's light, and although it was blocked, it still caused cracks to appear on the shield.

The two quasi-saints fought from the sky above the sea of ​​blood to the summit of Yin Mountain, and then from the summit of Yin Mountain back into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Wherever it passed, the sea of ​​blood was torn open into huge ravines, and the rocks on Yinshan Mountain were pulverized by the aftershocks.

Blood God's sword aura grew increasingly fierce. The two killing swords, Yuan Tu and A Bi, seemed to come alive in his hands, their malevolent energy growing stronger and stronger, even beginning to erode the Buddha's light emanating from Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's expression was solemn. Although the Seven Treasures Tree was powerful, he was not a saint after all and could not unleash the full power of this sacred treasure.

The Yuan Tu A Bi sword wielded by the Blood God Child was an innate killing sword that was intertwined with his life. Combined with the evil corpse's killing cultivation, its power was far greater than that of an ordinary quasi-saint.

Taking advantage of the battle between the two quasi-saints, Song Yi quickly took out one or two leaves of the Innate Enlightenment Tree tea from his bosom and put them under his tongue.

The moment the tea leaves touched my lips, a refreshing sensation shot straight to my head, and that feeling of oneness with nature resurfaced. The laws governing the universe became crystal clear in my perception.

In battles at the Quasi-Saint level, every move can freely draw upon the power of the Heavenly Dao Laws, and the profound mysteries of the Great Dao contained within are far beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

Song Yi naturally wouldn't let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He held his breath and focused his eyes on every change on the battlefield, imprinting the battle trajectories, application of laws, and manipulation of magical treasures of the two quasi-saints into his mind.

Blood God Child's swordsmanship is the Great Way of Killing. Every sword strike is concise to the extreme, without any superfluous movements, showcasing the purity of killing to the fullest extent.

Ksitigarbha's Buddhist teachings are a combination of compassion and wisdom, and every gesture he makes expounds the profound principles of the Buddhist path.

The collision of these two completely different paths constantly sparked brilliant ideas, which deepened Song Yi's understanding of the Great Dao without him even realizing it.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time, perhaps three days, perhaps five.

In the end, Xue Shenzi seized a slight flaw in Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's form. He unleashed the Yuan Tu Abi swords simultaneously, and the two blood-red sword energies crossed and severed the two heads and three arms of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's image.

Golden blood gushed from the broken wound, turning into a shower of golden rain that fell upon the sea of ​​blood.

But at almost the same moment, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also swung out the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand.

At this moment, the golden withered tree branch burst forth with unprecedentedly brilliant Buddhist light, striking the Blood God Child squarely in the chest.

With a dull thud, Blood God Child was sent flying, a huge charred mark appearing on his crimson robe. Dense Buddhist energy invaded his body, violently clashing with his blood energy.

Blood God Child let out a muffled groan, his face turning extremely ugly. He took a deep look at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then his figure transformed into a streak of blood light and disappeared into the depths of the blood sea.

The golden image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had also dimmed considerably. Although his severed head and arms were still slowly recovering, he was clearly unable to fight again in the short term.

He glanced in the direction where the Blood God Child had disappeared, and whispered a Buddhist chant. The Buddhist light gradually faded, and the golden body and Dharma image dissipated on the summit of Yinshan Mountain.

Song Yi slowly exhaled, the tea leaves from the Enlightenment Tree under his tongue had completely dissolved, and the feeling of oneness with heaven and man also subsided.

I gained a lot from watching this match.

With the battle between Buddha and Demon coming to an end, Song Yi bid farewell to the Underworld and rode the clouds to the Cangmang Mountain.

The clouds in the mountains swirl and roll, and the pine trees rustle as before.

The first thing he did upon returning to his residence was to draft a memorial, clearly listing the names of the celestial officials and divine clerks of the Department of Subduing Obstacles and the Department of Relieving Calamities, and then send the memorial to the Heavenly Court.

Within a few days, the Tian Shu Prefecture issued its approval, granting the petition's request and allocating 100,000 strands of incense and merit specifically for the purpose of reshaping the golden bodies of these celestial officials and deities.

Four or five hundred years have passed since the Investiture of the Gods, and the incense offerings and merits in the Heavenly Court's treasury have become more abundant year by year, no longer as strained as they were back then.

Although the process of crafting a golden body of merit for an eighth or ninth-rank celestial official is complicated, it is not considered a difficult task.

The craftsmen of the Divine Craftsman's Palace worked day and night, and in just three days, the golden bodies of hundreds of spirits were all completed. Each one had a restrained radiance and was dignified.

The framework for the Offices for Descending Obscurity and Relieving Calamity has also been set up in the past few days.

The department was fully staffed with officials of all kinds, including the Assistant Minister, the Judge, and the Envoy. The regulations for managing affairs in different departments had also been established, and the department was operating in a very orderly manner.

Song Yi held the title of the Venerable of the Pure and Turbid Palace and also personally served as the Director of the Subduing Darkness Department. According to the rules, he should naturally personally wield divine authority.

To perform one's divine duties.

Most of the celestial deities have to take turns on duty every day, and rarely have a truly leisurely time. This is the difference between the carefree life of immortals and the solemnity of the divine path.

Fortunately, he was ordered to descend to the mortal realm to establish his own government and military headquarters, so he didn't have to go to heaven every day to report for duty. Compared to his colleagues who sat in the heavenly court, he was already quite leisurely.

The duty of the Department of Disaster Relief is to act on behalf of Heaven to punish those who commit heinous crimes and bring calamities.

The Department of Dispelling Calamities, on the other hand, is in charge of responding to the prayers of believers in the mortal world for the elimination of disasters. It dispatches messengers to investigate, determine the root cause of their calamities, and then consider whether they can be resolved, thereby demonstrating the great righteousness of Heaven in rewarding good and punishing evil.

The two departments, one attacking and the other defending, one punishing and the other helping, are like two sides of yin and yang, cooperating with each other.

On this clear and bright day, Song Yi, accompanied by the judge of the Jianghui Division and several spirit officials, rode a beam of clear light towards the outside world of Cangmang Mountain.

Beyond the Cangmang Mountains lies the border region between the states of Qi and Lu. The terrain gradually flattens out, with rolling hills and villages and towns of all sizes scattered like stars.

Jambudvipa is, after all, the ancestral land of humankind, and where humankind gathers, there are often layers of protection from mountain gods, land gods, city gods, and river gods.

Although occasionally some ignorant little demons may sneak into the village and harm people and livestock, the tragic events of ancient times, such as a great demon swallowing an entire tribe's city whole, will never happen again.

Moreover, those monsters that dare to harm people will be captured by the City God and Mountain God in the blink of an eye, with few exceptions.