The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

Inside the main hall, the deathly silence was broken by Su Zhen's authoritative voice.

Su Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the old mad dog that was still clinging to the pillar.

At this moment, the high priest's body had been completely taken over by the poison, and he was performing all sorts of obscene actions.

However, his subconscious and part of his rationality were in a state of extreme fear and activity under the stimulation of the drugs.

He was like an observer trapped inside his own body.

Watching helplessly as you die in front of everyone, completely powerless to do anything about it.

It's over! It's all over! My lifelong reputation is ruined!

Who exactly is this wild man in the floral clothes? How does he know about divine punishment? Is it really divine retribution?

No! I absolutely cannot let them know what I've done! My money, my secret…”

Terrified thoughts surged wildly through the high priest's mind like a flood bursting its banks.

A chillingly mocking smile slowly crept onto Su Zhen's lips.

He not only wants to kill people, but also wants to strip this old man naked!

"Cough cough."

Su Zhen cleared his throat again, his expression becoming solemn and dignified, as if he were truly possessed by a deity.

He stretched out a hand and pointed directly at the high priest on the ground, who was still drooling and wagging his tail.

The loud voice, mixed with powerful internal energy, resounded throughout every corner of the hall.

"The deity just told me that he was possessed by a vicious dog."

"The gods also revealed to me, word by word, all the dirty tricks that old scoundrel had been up to in private!"

Upon hearing this, the already shocked believers in the hall all perked up their ears.

Those high-ranking traitors who had thrown away their swords looked at each other in bewilderment, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Su Zhen closed his eyes and pretended to count on his fingers.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning, piercing straight at the high priest.

"High Priest! You claim to be acting for the sake of the religion, but behind your back you're a shameless thief who lines your own pockets!"

"The gods say that you have embezzled 50,000 taels of public funds from the religious sect by abusing your position!"

"Fifty thousand taels of silver! That's the hard-earned money, the donations, saved up by the believers through frugality!"

The hall erupted in uproar.

Ordinary believers usually have to be careful with their money even when they eat meat, so when they heard about the astronomical figure of 50,000 taels, their eyes turned red with envy.

"Not only that!"

Su Zhen's voice rose eight octaves, his tone filled with undisguised contempt.

"In order to cover your tracks, you actually wrapped these 50,000 taels of silver notes tightly in oiled paper."

"I secretly hid it under the third-to-last blue brick in the outhouse in your backyard!"

"The gods have made it crystal clear, the third to last piece! What excuse do you have left?!"

"Woof!"

The high priest, who was embracing the pillar, suddenly let out a shrill, off-key scream.

Although he couldn't speak human language, his bloodshot old eyes blazed with unparalleled terror and despair.

How did he know?!

He dug the hole and buried it himself in the middle of the night while everyone was asleep!

There is absolutely no one else in the world who could know about that dirty and secretive hiding place of money except for himself!

Seeing the high priest's horrified eyes, how could the believers in the hall not understand?

This is all true!

The gods have truly appeared! This new male concubine is indeed a messenger of the gods!

However, Su Zhen's broadcast of divine punishment was far from over.

Seeing the high priest's miserable state, he decided to add the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"Being greedy is one thing, but you old scoundrel, how dare you pretend to be celibate in this sacred altar!"

Su Zhen flicked his sleeves with a look of disgust, as if afraid of getting something dirty on them.

"The gods themselves told me that you are not only greedy for money, but also a lecherous man!"

"On the night of the eighth day of last month, you used the pretext of going outside the city to pray for blessings."

"Actually, he secretly slipped away to the east of the city to meet with that widow Wang who sells tofu!"

"In that dilapidated thatched hut in the east of the city, the two of them were like dry wood meeting a raging fire, making love passionately!"

boom!

The moment this shocking revelation was dropped, the entire hall erupted in chaos.

The Netherworld Cult has strict rules. As a high priest, one must sever all emotions and desires and serve the gods for life.

And it turns out that this old bastard actually had an affair with the widow behind her back?!

Su Yaoyao sat in the armchair, cracking sunflower seeds while mentally praising her father.

[Well done, Dad! That really exposed their true colors!]

This old man always puts on a respectable act, but I never expected him to be so cunning behind the scenes. You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Hearing his daughter's praise, Su Zhen felt even more proud.

He decided to unleash his ultimate weapon to completely shatter the old man's psychological defenses.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and check!"

"The gods told me even the most secret details!"

Su Zhen pointed at the high priest's lower body and loudly pronounced his verdict.

"That widow Wang herself boasted that the High Priest had a red birthmark the size of a copper coin on his right buttock!"

"This red birthmark is irrefutable proof of your adultery, you old lecher!"

"Woof woof woof woof!!!"

The high priest completely broke down, and he frantically banged his head against the red-lacquered pillar.

Red birthmark!

These private markings, which can only be seen when one is naked in bed, were loudly broadcast in front of thousands of people in the entire church!

He now feels like he's dead, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never see anyone again.

All dignity, all prestige, all the lofty image painstakingly cultivated over decades.

At this moment, they were stripped down to nothing, not even their underwear was left.

It was utterly and completely shattered.

The faces of the traitorous high-ranking officials on both sides of the main hall were even more unpleasant than if they had swallowed flies.

They originally thought they were following a wise and capable ruler who could provide them with a life of luxury.

After all that fuss, they actually risked their lives to rebel with an old lecherous dog who embezzled public funds and had an affair with a widow?!

"Pah! That's fucking disgusting!"

The burly gang leader, who had led the charge in drawing his sword, spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.

"I must have been blind to believe your lies, you old dog!"

"You even said it was for the great cause of the cult, but it turns out you just wanted to embezzle public funds to support a widow!"

"Shameless old scoundrel! You are unworthy to be the High Priest!"

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; when a tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

These followers, who live on the edge, value profit and face above all else.

Now the high priest has both, and both are despicable and negative.

Those protectors and leaders who had been incited to rebel turned against them.

Instead of picking up the weapons from the ground, they pointed at the high priest and began to hurl insults.

All sorts of foul language and insults, including those directed at his ancestors for eighteen generations, were hurled at this old mad dog.

The flames of rebellion were extinguished before they could even burn, leaving not a single spark.

On the high platform, Ye Honglian sat on the throne of the sect leader.

He watched the farce unfolding below silently, a hint of mockery flashing in his cold eyes.

Although she didn't know how Su Zhen found out these top secrets.

But undeniably, this move was a brilliant strike – striking at the heart and killing the enemy.

Not only did they quell the rebellion without bloodshed, but they also ensured that the high priest would never be able to rise again.

Ye Honglian slowly stood up, her red dress as fiery as fire.

She looked down over the entire hall from her high position, and the terrifying pressure of the cult leader once again enveloped the hall.

"Now that the gods have already brought down the punishment, the truth has been revealed to the world."

Ye Honglian's voice was cold and ruthless as she announced the final judgment.

"Someone come here!"

"Drag this blasphemous, corrupt mad dog away!"

"Throw him into the lowest level of the dungeon and lock him up with black iron chains. No one is to approach him without my order!"

Several loyal guards who had long harbored a deep grudge against the high priest immediately charged forward like wolves.

They roughly kicked away the high priest's hands that were holding the pillar.

Like dragging a dead dog, they held the high priest's arms tightly on both sides and dragged him toward the dungeon outside the hall.

"Woof! Woof!"

The high priest was on the verge of a mental breakdown and his body was out of control.

But as he was being dragged away, an unprecedented malice and madness suddenly burst forth from his cloudy eyes.

He is not willing!

He had been planning this for so many years, even borrowing the regent's army of 100,000.

How could I just be reduced to a dog and die in a dark, sunless dungeon?!

They were about to be dragged out of the side door of the main hall.

A hint of madness flashed in the high priest's eyes.

He gritted his teeth and they slammed against the tip of his tongue!

"Sizzle—"

This is no ordinary tongue-biting technique; it's a forbidden, evil art he learned in southern Xinjiang that burns away one's lifespan!

He bit off his tongue, and a stream of blood and essence mixed with the remaining true energy in his body rushed straight to his head.

Stimulated by this forbidden technique, he was able to briefly suppress the poison's control over his nerves.

The high priest suddenly raised his head, the veins on his neck bulging like twisting venomous snakes.

"puff!!!"

With the last of his strength, he opened his mouth, which was full of blood.

He spat out a large mouthful of bright red blood!

The blood did not fall to the ground, but instead, driven by his remaining true energy, it transformed into a blood-red column of water that shot into the sky.

The column of blood burst through the windows of the main hall at an extremely high speed, shooting straight into the dark night sky.

"Bang!"

Hundreds of meters in the air, the cloud of blood exploded with a deafening roar.

It transformed into a gigantic, eerie, and intensely blood-red lotus flower!

The crimson light instantly illuminated the entire sky above the main altar of the cult.

On the high platform, Ye Honglian, who had been calm all along, saw the blood flower in mid-air.

Her expression changed drastically, and her beautiful face was instantly covered with frost.

She took a step forward and clenched her fists.

"Oh no! He's signaling the Regent outside the city to launch a full-scale attack!"