The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

At this moment, the heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the Demon-Slaying Platform also arrived.

However, most of these soldiers had not yet attained immortality, and faced with the ferocity of this Asura demon, they were momentarily intimidated by its malevolent aura and dared not advance rashly.

"I am the seventh-rank Broom Star Lord! You all must quickly enter my golden pagoda and join forces to suppress the demon!"

Song Yi's voice was as loud as a bell, and the image of the Seventh-Rank Star Lord appeared and disappeared in the golden light.

The celestial soldiers and generals, as well as the executioners who had just been repelled, suddenly awoke from their daze and immediately obeyed orders, transforming into streaks of light and flying into the seven-story Xuanhuang Pagoda.

With the addition of fresh troops, the aura inside the Xuanhuang Pagoda instantly stabilized. The tower, which had been violently shaking, gradually calmed down, and its golden light shone brightly, like a majestic divine mountain pressing down heavily on the head of the Blood Corpse Demon.

The Blood Corpse Demon felt the space around him solidify, and the Xuanhuang Qi was like a mountain of immense weight, binding him firmly in the void, making him unable to move.

Song Yi was also in a bad state. Although he was a seventh-rank star lord with the strength of a celestial immortal, his foundation was still shallow. Forcibly using the innate spiritual treasure to suppress such a ferocious demon consumed a great deal of his divine power, and his Dharma form was already showing signs of collapse.

Just then, lightning flashed across the sky, and the Thunder God's Records Officer and Thunder God's Investigation Officer led a team of Heavenly Prison Guards dressed in black armor as they sped towards them.

This imperial guard was imposing and filled with murderous aura. Each of them exuded the powerful aura of a celestial being, making them the true elite of the Heavenly Court.

Song Yi immediately took out the Prison Suppression Token given to him by the Giant Spirit God, held it high, and shouted, "All of you, quickly enter the tower and help me subdue the demon!"

Without hesitation, the dozens of black-armored celestial soldiers transformed into dozens of black beams of light, like arrows released from a bow, and instantly disappeared into the Xuanhuang Pagoda.

The Xuanhuang Pagoda shone brightly, and the phantom images of seven treasures—a pearl, a flag, a sword, a bow, a rope, an axe, and a mirror—simultaneously appeared around the pagoda, displaying its immense power and magnificent aura.

The Blood Corpse Demon let out a mournful howl and struggled desperately, but in the end he could not resist and was sucked into that vast power and suppressed at the bottom of the golden tower.

With a single gesture, Song Yi sent the golden pagoda spinning back into his palm.

The nine-inch tower trembled incessantly in his palm, and the curses and roars of the Blood Corpse Demon could be faintly heard from the bottom of the tower, but he could not break free in the end.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in the previously dull sky, and rolling purple lightning tore through the clouds.

A troop of celestial soldiers and generals broke through the clouds and arrived. The leader was a female immortal, dressed in a golden Taoist robe, with lightning crackling around her. Each arc of lightning was like a snake flicking its tongue, moving erratically.

She was none other than the Golden Light Holy Mother, one of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings of the Thunder Department, a disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect, ranked among the Five Holy Mothers, and the only woman among the Ten Heavenly Kings of Jin'ao Island.

Song Yi dared not be negligent. Holding the golden pagoda in his right hand, he stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "This humble god Song Yi greets the Holy Mother!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Light nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the golden pagoda, and said calmly, "Release it."

Song Yi raised the golden pagoda, and divine light emanated from its base, causing the Blood Corpse Demon to fall to the ground.

Although the old demon was freed, he continued to curse and swear. When he looked up and saw that the Golden Light Holy Mother was beautiful and dignified, he mistook her for an ordinary fairy from some palace garden. Immediately, his lustful desires were aroused: "Hehehe! What a beautiful young lady! She should come down to the mortal world with me and enjoy herself!"

Then, with a wave of his right hand, a wisp of foul-smelling black smoke billowed out, transforming into a ferocious ghost claw, intending to grab it away. Fortunately, he replenished his yin essence along the way to restore his power.

"court death!"

The Golden Light Holy Mother's phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she let out a cold snort.

She didn't even take a step; she simply raised her hand, and a dazzling golden light flew out like a bolt of lightning.

The black smoke ghost claw crumbled upon contact, while the golden light continued its relentless advance, instantly enveloping the Blood Corpse Demon completely.

Then, the Golden Light Mother's hand gestures changed, and intricate golden runes were injected into the ball of light.

"what!"

From within the ball of light came the old demon's extremely mournful howl.

The golden light seemed to pour boiling water over snow, rapidly dissolving the demonic energy surrounding the old demon.

The originally hideous zombie demon body began to undergo a strange transformation under the refinement of the Golden Light Holy Mother's secret techniques.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the previously ferocious and terrifying Blood Corpse Demon completely disappeared, replaced by a guardian deity over ten feet tall, as if cast in gold!

As the golden light dissipated, the golden warrior shrank, transforming into a golden bead the size of a chicken egg, which floated lightly into Song Yi's palm.

"This fiend has been annihilated by me, body and soul, and its demonic body has been refined into a guardian deity for the Daoist sect." The Golden Light Holy Mother glanced indifferently at the golden pagoda in Song Yi's hand, "Considering your merit in capturing it, I bestow it upon you."

Song Yi was overjoyed: "Thank you, Holy Mother!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Light said no more. She turned around and inspected the restrictions around the Demon-Slaying Platform. She then personally reinforced several seals. After confirming that everything was in order, she led the Thunder Department generals away.

For the next month or so, Song Yi worked day and night and finally managed to settle all the matters concerning the Demon-Slaying Platform and the Heavenly Prison.

That day, as soon as he returned to the main hall of the Qingtianjian, he heard a cacophony of shouts and curses.

In the center of the main hall stood a Taoist priest with a face as blue as indigo, hair as red as cinnabar, and a huge mouth with fangs.

His face was full of anger. With a casual wave of his hand, he sent Song Mingyuan, who had stepped forward to persuade him, flying away and crashing heavily into a pillar, spitting out blood.

Song Yi's pupils contracted slightly, and he recognized the person at a glance.

"So it was a plague messenger from the south!"

Suppressing his anger, Song Yi stepped forward and bowed respectfully, his tone neither too soft nor too hard: "What is the reason for the envoy's disturbance at my Qingtianjian, and the injury to the righteous deity within?"

Li Qi turned around, his fierce eyes fixed on Song Yi: "You jinx, you still don't know your crime! Let me ask you, why did you remove all the strongmen and fairies from the Plague Department? Are you implying that my Plague Department has no one to rely on?"

"Envoy, please be careful with your words." Song Yi said loudly without changing his expression, "It's not that I'm unwilling to send anyone, but the plague in the Plague Department is too domineering. Hundreds of immortals have already died or been injured. The Qingtian Bureau is also stretched thin and simply cannot send anyone else to their deaths!"

"That's your problem!"

Li Qi sneered, pressing closer with each step, "I don't care how many of your people die, you must send three hundred fairy maidens, three hundred fairy boys, and five hundred strongmen to the Plague Department within three days! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Please forgive me, Your Excellency, but I am of low rank and have little power. I am truly powerless to help," Song Yi shook his head, his attitude resolute.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Li Qi uttered three "good"s in succession, then laughed in exasperation, "It seems my Plague Department has been too lenient all along, even a lowly deity like you dares to be so presumptuous! Today I'll show you the power of the Plague Department!"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Qi suddenly raised his right hand.

A long, gray banner appeared out of thin air, hanging in the void. Dark green gas swirled wildly on its surface, faintly emanating the wails of countless wronged souls.

It is precisely the innate plague weapon that is causing restlessness!

"go!"

With a roar, Li Qi caused the banner to tremble, and the dark green poisonous gas instantly transformed into nine ferocious poisonous dragons, carrying a stench that corroded heaven and earth, rushing straight towards Song Yi's face.