The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 98 The Worship of the Gods

Song Yi then offered up the Xuanhuang Pagoda.

The pagoda spun around, and a phantom of a blue dragon flew out from the pagoda, roaring as it plunged into the soil, disappearing instantly.

This is precisely the innate spiritual vein.

With the nourishment of this spiritual vein, the medicinal garden has a foundation.

Afterwards, Song Yi took the innate pine tree out of the Xuanhuang Pagoda and carefully planted it in the center of the medicine garden.

As soon as the pine tree touches the ground, its roots sink deep into the soil, like iron nails, firmly anchoring the dragon vein and preventing it from escaping.

The spiritual vein has a spirit; if it is not anchored, it will wander away on its own after a few years and go somewhere else.

By nailing it down with a natural pine tree, it's as if the entire spiritual vein is locked under this medicinal garden.

Before long, the branches and leaves of the innate pine tree unfurled, emitting a refreshing fragrance. Crystal-clear dewdrops condensed on the pine needles, each drop formed from the purest innate spiritual energy.

The soil beneath the pine trees became fertile at a visible rate, and its purplish-gold luster intensified.

Song Yi looked at everything before him and nodded in satisfaction.

With this medicinal herb garden, our own Taoist temple is a blessed land, even if it can't compare to the Thirty-Six Heavens, it is still comparable to the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands.

The Summoning Drum is set up in the square at the top of Qixia Peak.

The drum body is made of ancient submerged wood, and the drumhead is covered with the belly skin of the rainbow dragon from the East Sea. Just by standing there, it exudes a heavy and imposing aura.

This drum is one of the ceremonial artifacts issued by the Heavenly Court to the Palace of the True Lord of Calamity and Calamity. When the drum sounds, all the mountain and water deities within a radius of 30,000 li who have been conferred titles by the Heavenly Court must come to pay homage without delay.

Song Yu personally wielded the mallet, channeling all his divine power, and struck the drumhead with it.

A muffled thud exploded, like a rumble of thunder rolling through the depths of the sky, sweeping outwards in all directions from Qixia Peak as the center.

As the drumbeats faded, the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling. Even the little demons who had just been incorporated into the demon service camp felt their legs go weak, and some of those with too low cultivation levels simply collapsed to the ground.

The drumbeats continued incessantly, wave after wave, shaking the clouds and causing the rocks to resonate.

Song Yi sat upright in the main seat of the True Lord's Mansion, holding a cup of spiritual tea in his hand. The innate spiritual energy floating on the tea surface was condensed and did not dissipate.

Today he changed into a formal True Lord's robe, with patterns of the sun, moon and stars embroidered in gold thread on a black background. A jade belt was tied around his waist, with a True Lord's seal hanging on it. The belt was carved entirely from mutton-fat white jade, and faintly shimmered with spiritual light.

The first to arrive was the mountain god of Cangmang Mountain.

It lived in the mountains and was the first to arrive when the drum sounded. After entering the main hall, it bowed and then stood aside on its own initiative.

Song Yi nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

Immediately afterwards, a faint sound of water came from outside the hall, and the air became more humid.

A woman in a light blue dress floated in through the mist, her face delicate and pretty, though her skin was excessively pale.

"Lord of the Cangjiang River, pay your respects to the True Lord." The woman's voice was also very cold.

The Cangjiang River is the largest river in the Cangmang Mountain area, running through the entire mountain range from west to east, with countless tributaries and a network of waterways.

The area of ​​water under the jurisdiction of this Water God is second to none among all the River Gods and Water Gods of the Cangmang Mountains.

Song Yi nodded, gesturing for her to join the ranks.

The drumming continued, and more and more Yin spirits arrived.

The platform outside the hall gradually filled with various deities.

There were mountain gods who governed a mountain range, river gods who guarded a certain stream, and several minor gods who were responsible for watching over the mountains, forests, and land. Each of them wore robes of their respective ranks and had a solemn expression.

Most of them were at the Earth Immortal level, and a few senior ones had reached the Heavenly Immortal level. However, in the Heavenly Court's ranking system, they all belonged to the Yin God sequence, which was more than one level lower than Song Yi, the True Lord.

In less than half an hour, over a hundred Yin spirits were already standing in the main hall.

The mountain god and the land god stand on the left, while the water god and the river god stand on the right, clearly separated, each arranged according to the size of their respective territories and their seniority.

"Paying homage to the True Lord of Calamity and Calamity, who belongs to the Cangmang Mountains."

May the True Lord live a long and immortal life, and enjoy his divine might forever.

Hundreds of Yin spirits bowed simultaneously, their voices echoing throughout the spacious and magnificent hall.

Song Yi, in his high position, looked down at the group of gods from the lower realm.

Since the Jade Emperor has already decreed that the entire Cangmang Mountain Range be granted to him as a Daoist temple in the lower realm, then in name, all the mountains, rivers, and spirits within this 30,000-mile radius are now under the jurisdiction of the True Lord of Tribulation and Calamity.

"I have summoned you here today to establish the rules for this place."

Song Yi's gaze swept slowly over each Yin Spirit, then he said, "Now that the Cangmang Mountains have been bestowed upon me by the Great Heavenly Venerable as my Daoist temple, I will naturally safeguard peace in this region. From now on, you will each protect the living beings within your territory. If you discover any unruly demons causing trouble, or any evil cultivators from outside harming living beings, you need not fight them head-on. You can write a memorial and submit it to my True Lord's Palace. I will naturally come down from the mountain to deal with it and eliminate them."

Upon hearing Song Yi's words, many of the local deities and river gods who had been harboring unease immediately showed joy on their faces.

These lower-level spirits, though nominally low-ranking deities of the Heavenly Court, lead extremely stifling lives on this desolate land overrun by demons.

Often, they even have to be mindful of the whims of powerful demons who rule the mountains. If they encounter a tyrannical demon king, even their temples will be destroyed, and they may even become food for demons.

Now that this newly arrived True Lord of Calamity Relief is willing to personally issue a decree and become their patron, it is naturally excellent.

In an instant, the hundreds of Yin spirits in the hall bowed in unison once more: "We humbly obey the True Lord's decree!"

After giving some more instructions, Song Yi waved his hand and said, "Disperse, everyone. Go back to your posts and do your jobs."

The mountain gods and river gods bowed again, then each rode their own escape lights, transforming into streaks of light that scattered in all directions.

Some soared into the sky, some transformed into a gentle breeze and disappeared into the mountains and forests, and some leaped into the water and drifted downstream.

In the days that followed, memorials to the emperor poured into the True Lord's mansion like snowflakes.

The spirits of the mountains and rivers throughout the Cangmang Mountains submitted petitions, listing the names, cultivation levels, and evil deeds of the demon kings who were causing trouble within their territory.

Most of these demon kings were at the level of Celestial Immortal or True Immortal, and had not yet reached the Profound Immortal realm, but their numbers were quite large, numbering more than twenty.

They routinely occupy temples dedicated to the spirits of the dead, monopolize the offerings of incense, and prey on the people living along the mountains, completely disregarding the spirits appointed by the Heavenly Court.

Nearly half of them were once vassals of the Yellow Wind Monster. After the Yellow Wind Monster was subdued, they each claimed territory and became kings, causing even more chaos than before.