Strange things happen, and I drive the evil god mad by chasing debts.

The Taoist priest then established a rule that all new couples must perform the wedding ceremony in front of that bronze mirror.

This is not a blessing or a way to resolve the problem; rather, it is using the formation to continuously absorb the yang energy of living people in order to maintain the power to suppress her.

To ensure everything went perfectly, before leaving, the Taoist priest even left a wisp of his remnant soul inside the blank stone tablet in the secret chamber to guard it.

Pei Wuwang stood a few steps away and heard everything clearly.

His hand gripping the sword hilt began to tremble uncontrollably.

The golden light on the blade, representing the righteous faith of the Demon Suppression Division, emitted a series of fine sounds like shattering glass before completely disintegrating into countless points of light.

Looking at his empty sword blade, Pei Wuwang felt an extreme disgust for the so-called "righteous path" for the first time in his life.

If the law that protects this cannibalistic village is the way of heaven, then this faith is nothing but a pile of rotten garbage.

Before anyone could react, the blank stone tablet in the center of the secret chamber suddenly exploded with a deafening sound.

Amidst the flying pebbles, an extremely dazzling golden light of righteousness descended from nowhere.

A semi-transparent, ethereal-looking old Taoist priest, holding a whisk, appeared in mid-air. He looked down at Li Shuifeng on the ground with disdain.

"Stubborn and unyielding spirit, it was already a great favor that I spared your life back then." The voice of the Taoist's remnant soul carried a kind of mind-altering pressure.

He pointed at Li Shuifeng with his whisk and began spewing vulgarities.

"You're nothing but a lowly thing to amuse the men in the village, a worthless piece of trash that can't lay eggs."

Using your worthless life as the core of the formation is an honor for me. A whore like you, who sleeps with anyone, dares to talk about revenge?

These extremely vulgar remarks directly tore open Li Shuifeng's deepest wounds, and her body once again began to transform into a terrifying red-clad form.

"And you foolish intruders, you'll all stay here today and serve as nourishment for my great formation!"

The Taoist's remnant soul let out a cold shout and quickly formed hand seals.

The underground formation was fully activated, and countless golden chains engraved with runes emerged from all directions like venomous snakes, heading straight for Shen Qingchan and Li Shuifeng.

Feng Wanjin, who had been tied up in the corner like a dead dog, was so excited by this scene that tears and snot streamed down his face.

"Gods! Gods have appeared! Quickly kill both of those sluts! And the one in the wedding dress, chop off her hands and feet later, so all the men in the village can use them to vent their lust!"

The villagers echoed this madly, attacking Shen Qingchan with the most vulgar language, as if they could continue to do evil as long as they clung to the Taoist priest's coattails.

Pei Wuwang's eyes were filled with coldness. He stepped forward, ready to burn his life essence and draw his sword to fight this hypocritical Taoist to the death.

Shen Qingchan pushed Pei Wuwang away.

She raised her foot and kicked the heavy solid wood altar table in front of her, shattering it into pieces.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Shen Qingchan calmly reached into her robes and pulled out a piece of paper stamped with the system's bright red seal.

The notice, printed in large black characters, reads: "Notice of Demolition of Illegal Buildings".

Shen Qingchan held the paper between two fingers, pointing at the Taoist's remnant soul in mid-air, her voice even more domineering than the golden light.

"Old man, did you report this lousy formation to the 'Strange Rules Management Office'?"

The Taoist's remnant soul froze in mid-air, his spellcasting motions paused, completely unable to comprehend these words that were beyond his comprehension.

"You didn't report it, did you?" Shen Qingchan flicked the paper. "Setting up a suppression array without approval constitutes illegal detention and unauthorized construction. I hereby unilaterally declare on behalf of the underlying rules that you are stripped of all control over this array."

As Shen Qingchan finished speaking, the paper transformed into an extremely pure radiance of the world's origin, directly covering the entire secret chamber.

The golden rune chains that filled the room were like a machine that had been suddenly unplugged; they lost their luster in a second, then turned into ashes and vanished completely.

The entire formation was completely extinguished.

The Taoist's remnant soul stared wide-eyed at the sight of his proud array turning into a pile of wasteland, his face filled with disbelief.

He tried to activate the incantation again, but found that he couldn't even move a single finger.

"Now, it's time for demolition." Shen Qingchan snapped her fingers crisply.

The B-rank monster Cave God, which had been waiting in the back, let out an excited roar.

The massive body, over three meters tall, was like a heavy tank. It smashed through the stone pillar blocking its path and swung its giant, black-scaled fist down hard at the stone tablet where the Taoist's remnant soul resided.

Boom!

The lofty core of the cultivation array was smashed into a pile of rubble by this most primitive and unreasonable violent physical demolition.

It's simple and straightforward, and extremely stress-relieving to watch.

The Taoist's remnant soul, having lost the protection of the array and its place of refuge, finally panicked.

He turned and transformed into a streak of light, trying to escape from the secret chamber.

"Run?" Shen Qingchan turned the Fallen God Ring on her ring finger, pointing the red light at Li Shuifeng. "It's up to you. Don't let him die too easily."

The moment the seal was completely broken, Li Shuifeng transformed into a fierce red light and shot up to the ceiling.

Hundreds of earthenware jars shattered simultaneously underground, and the resentment of hundreds or even thousands of tragically murdered brides converged on Li Shuifeng alone.

She stretched out her hands, which had sharp nails, and tightly gripped the neck of the Taoist's remnant soul.

"No... I am a righteous cultivator, you can't!" The Taoist's scream was cut in two by Li Shuifeng's bare hands before it was even halfway through.

The brides' resentment surged forth, tearing the lingering soul to shreds, leaving only a mournful scream.

"ah--"

After the screams subsided, the secret room fell silent again, with only the desperate sobs of Feng Wanjin and the others.

Shen Qingchan turned around and yanked the iron chain in her hand: "Let's go, let's do this somewhere else."

She led Li Shuifeng out of the ancestral hall ruins and dragged those scumbags all the way to the back mountain of Liyuan Village.

"Dig for me." Shen Qingchan pointed to the yellow earthen slope with its heavy yin energy and gave a strange order to the cave god and the three sedan chair carriers.

The bizarre creatures are extremely efficient at acting as laborers.

Amidst the flying dirt, coffins for ghost marriages, their red paint already peeling off, were forcibly dug out.

The coffin lid was lifted, revealing a blackened skeleton and tattered clothing inside.

Shen Qingchan walked up to Feng Wanjin and used the tip of her shoe to lift his chin.

"Don't you like nailing living people into coffins? Today I'll let your whole family experience it."

"Miss Qingchan, please, we'll give you all our property, just let my son go!" Feng Wanjin knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately.

His fat son, who usually acted like a tyrant, was so frightened that he wet his pants and couldn't even stand up.

"I don't want money, I just want you dead." Shen Qingchan kicked Feng Wanjin into one of the coffins, which still had traces of dried blood.