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"You mortals, why did you sneak into the gates of hell and disturb me?"

A slightly angry voice echoed throughout the city. The people who were stationed in the army also …

"Taoist Cheng! What should I do? "

The captain's legs couldn't stop trembling. He thought that this mission was a waste of time, but he didn't expect it to be a waste of his life.

"All of you, wait in place... I'll go negotiate with the City God, no, Great Immortal Cheng. "

The Taoist Cheng's voice continuously trembled. Compared to this God, he suddenly felt that the Black Dragon wasn't that dangerous anymore, even though it could kill someone if it wasn't careful.

However, the person in front of him gave him a feeling that if he got angry, he would definitely slap him to death …

Seeing Taoist Cheng slowly rising in the sky, City God's facade stopped for a moment as he shook his head.

A puzzled voice resounded throughout the city.

"You mortals are much weaker than before."

Hearing that, Taoist Cheng's heart could not help but tremble, those in the past were all stronger than cultivators? Could it be that the whole of China used to be an existence like Lv Bu?

In the air, the Taoist Cheng gave a respectful bow to the City God.

"Great deity, we mortals do not intend to disturb your rest. Is there any misunderstanding? This lowly one has to explain himself? "

"Those who are born in this world have set up a formation in front of the gates of the dead. There are even those who have trespassed into the gates of the dead. How can this be explained?"

A voice filled with anger exploded beside the Taoist Cheng's ears, as if it was trying to deafening him. The sky seemed to flash with thunder in response to City God's anger.

"Great deity, please calm your anger. We are indeed stationed here, but we are not here to break through the gates of hell. We are just here to investigate because of the strange sounds coming from your temple, and as officials, we are here to ask great deity to understand."

Taoist Cheng hurriedly replied, afraid that the reply would be a second too slow and anger City God. As he said that, he trembled, afraid that some word would cause City God to be unhappy.

"If that's the case, then it's my fault. As an official, I should have comforted the people. I know that."

Unexpectedly, City God nodded his head while holding onto his hair.

"But you, when you should not have heard the sound of the underworld, you should have asked me."

"Of course, feel free to do so."

The Taoist Cheng was eager for him to turn his attention to other places as he respectfully bowed his head.

"Magistrate!"

"Here!"

Following the thunderous roar and response, the City God Temple once again lit up with light pillars, and two figures the size of humans kneeled in front of City God.

Two illusions — one black and one white — appeared. They were both dressed in the uniform of a judge, each holding a brush while the other wielded a sword.

Their faces looked as if they were wearing thick makeup, one white, one black, terrifying.

"Judge, check for me and find out why. Have the guards at the gates of hell been negligent recently? Why would the world hear such a strange noise! "

"Yes sir!"

The white man extended his left hand, and a thick ledger appeared in his hand. The ledger quickly opened by itself and a few seconds later, the judge retracted his gaze.

"Sir, there are no similar reports. Do you wish to announce the Department of Internal Affairs?"

The white judge reported loudly.

"Announce!"

"Sir Cheng Yan, what matter do you have to summon your subordinates for?"

As if he was already prepared to be summoned, a man in a dark blue official robe knelt beside the white judge.

"Quickly check who has been through the gates of hell recently."

"I've already checked, recently only the yin and yang division has made an application."

As if he had already expected this, the Internal Affairs Bureau swiftly reported back.

"Martial Judge, bring all members of the yin and yang division here."

"Understood."

After half a minute, mist suddenly rose in front of the empty temple. After the mist dissipated, countless purplish black robes knelt on the ground, and the leader wore a robe similar to the one that the Internal Affairs Bureau wore.

"We pay our respects to Lord Cheng Yan!"

Looking at the many black robed men kneeling on the ground, everyone was terrified. These black robed men were emitting a cold and eerie aura that did not seem alive. Just looking at them would cause one to associate the word 'death' with them.

In the words of the older generation, they were all ghosts that would hook the souls of the dead.

The city lord's gaze swept the area, his gaze landing on the official's robe at the very front.

"yin and yang division, why did you send your subordinates to clear the gates of hell?"

All of the kneeling souls trembled. Those close to them discovered that their figures had become even more illusory than before. This was the fear that came from their souls.

"… …." "This, this subordinate did not …"

Seeming to be slightly nervous, yin and yang division's answer was a bit stuttering.

"Why?!"

There seemed to be some impatience in the City God's voice.

"Perhaps... It's probably my men who passed through the gates without permission, but I've never heard of it. "

Even the spectators could hear the perfunctory meaning behind those words, let alone City God.

"Judge!"

Following the thunderous roar, the black judge chopped off yin and yang division's right hand, and the illusionary right hand dissipated the moment it came into contact with the ground.

"AHH!"

Holding onto the empty right shoulder, yin and yang division cried. That sound was not something that could be described with words.

Everyone's heart started beating faster than before. No matter what, yin and yang division was still a deity of the underworld, but right now, he was missing a shoulder as he wailed and howled. His shoulder was even continuously emitting white smoke.

"Sir, your subordinate really did not send anyone to pass the gates of hell!"

Even though he was crying, yin and yang division clenched his teeth and insisted that he did not do it.

"Stubborn fool!"

With an angry shout, a huge oil pot appeared on top of the city's god temple, the oil in the pot was boiling.

Those who had watched the live broadcast realized that it was exactly the same as the frying pan that appeared on the live broadcast, including its size.

When the oil pot appeared, yin and yang division immediately stopped crying and started screaming.

"Wait! Lord! Listen to your subordinate explain! "Listen to your subordinate's explanation!"

The Martial Judge reached out his left hand and the chain that appeared out of nowhere instantly pierced through his shoulder blade. He lifted the yin and yang division who had lost all his strength and flew up into the sky.

"NO!" No! Your Honor! No! "No!"

The judge stopped mid-air and pushed him off the wok without saying a word.

"Great City Lord! This isn't your subordinate's fault! "It's not …"

In the boiling hot oil pot, yin and yang division's remaining left hand was still struggling. His illusory body seemed to have been corroded by oil, and his half destroyed face, which was filled with fear, seemed rather terrifying.

"No …" "It's not me …"

The increasingly feeble voices of defense still echoed. Everyone began to shiver. The one who was being tricked was a god. Even though it was a small god, the sharp voice before his death was still engraved deeply in their hearts.

But City God did not seem to be able to see his existence anymore, his gaze started to sweep towards the black robed man in the front.

"Do you have anything to report?"

"Yes!" Yes! Master City Imp, in the's record, there are a few ghosts that have disappeared. In order not to be blamed by Master City Imp, he has ordered me to capture a few mortals from the top. "

A black-robed man in the front row answered in panic.

"Then why are you making such a sound?"

"The living have not passed away yet, even after death their souls are still wailing in grief. We do not want to disturb the lord, we are just trying the dead at the gates of hell, please punish the lord!"

The voice of the black-robed man trembled. Furthermore, he did not use forgiveness, but instead punishment. It was obvious that he had already come to a realization.

"So that's how it is, even if the fault lies not in you or me. However, since we have already touched upon the Yin Yang Twin Worlds, we shall punish you and other guards to guard the gates of hell.

"Yes!" "Write 'City Lord Yan'!"

The voice was organized and loud, as if it was going to overturn the whole city.