ned outside the hall.>In the hall, there was no one speaking, nor any other sound.This made the Empress's light footsteps sound heavy.Jiang Wuyou silently gave way to the spot beside the coffin, sayin...Speaking of the Divine Seal Technique, it was created by Zhuang Chengqian disguised as Jiang Yan. After being carefully examined by Yin Guan and erasing the original imprint, it was completed through the Virtual Reality Daoist Stage in the Illusory Realm.

Over time, as his cultivation advanced, Jiang Wang also made some additions to this technique. However, the fundamental framework of the technique remained as originally established by Zhuang Chengqian.

The founder of the Zhuang Dynasty had extraordinary vision.

But for a long time, this method has only been applied to Dugu Xia and Song Wanxi.

Only Dugu Xiao, who truly believed in Jiang Wang, could grow up together with this mark.

The true power of the Shenyin Fa to function independently and even perform divine descends, only comes after attaining the state of Shen Lin.

However, Jiang Wang had always disliked using magic to control others. Unexpectedly, frequent applications of it were even necessary in the demon realm.

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At this moment, in the face of the divine, I behold—

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Facing him was a tall and thin monk, with black lotus patterns on his forehead and clad in monastic robes. His swordsmanship was impeccable, he held his ceremonial blade high, ready to deliver the final blow!

The might of Zhu Dalì's blade had already been shattered, leaving it in seven or eight pieces. His hefty demonic form was frozen by magic, and the night alley was silent.

>Convenient for the present moment.

The snow-bright ringed blade illuminated Zhu Dali's furious eyes, in which a frost-colored divine seal leapt out, its outline becoming clear as divine light blazed forth!

A strand of frost-white wind, as fine as a silk thread, emerged from the divine seal — with Jiang Wang's current cultivation and the power of the divine seal, he could only remotely project this sliver of divine wind. But it was enough.

Pig Dali's originally dull eyes suddenly filled with hope. He stopped his hand from gripping the knife and simply uttered in a low voice, "Slay gods and demons, bring peace to the world!"

At this moment, he had completely relinquished control of his body.

Since the will of Taiping Shenfeng Yin descended, it has taken control of this body.

Swords flashed.

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The world is different now!

The Ping Tai double straight sword gleamed in the dark alley.

With a deafening clang, the icy blades clashed wildly within the confines of a small space.

The same body, the same cultivation base that was just a mere demon soldier level, yet at this moment it exuded a dazzling brilliance!

A single sword stroke cuts across, stopping the enemy's advance.

With one step forward, he struck with his right hand and cleaved the high monk's blade apart.

And yet with a left-slanting cut, he forced him to turn sideways.

Then, with the right knife, sweep smoothly across in a horizontal motion.

That wisp of frost wind, it wrapped itself around the blade, directly severing the monk's hastily raised ceremonial knife at his throat. It shattered the black Buddhist light and then swept across his neck, cleaving his head clean off!

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A rabbit’s rise and a hawk's fall happen in an instant.

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A bald head with black lotus patterns, rattled and rolled down the dark alley.

The will from the Tai Ping Divine Wind Seal receded like a tide, and Zhu Dali was momentarily speechless. Though he had rearranged his stance, he remained motionless.

This feeling...

This feeling of strength...

To speak of it, it was merely a few simple cuts, and the figure only swayed a few times, but every step was key, without a single superfluous movement.

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This unparalleled mastery of the aircraft, a complete understanding of pushing one's limits to the absolute extreme, and that masterful yet simple swordsmanship... it truly captivates him!

The black lotus monk, who had already reached the level of a demon general, was just now ferocious and murderous, slashing with his blade, but within a few breaths, he went from victory to defeat and was killed on the spot.

The head rolled to a stop, its expression frozen in a silent shock. There was no time for pain, only the lingering surprise of the unexpected end.

He probably couldn't figure out why he lost, why he died!

Looking at this skull with the three black lotuses, Zhu Dali sighed deeply.

This is the world of the strong... When I planted the Divine Wind Talisman of Tranquility, I was destined to face a life of bloodshed and chaos. I am no longer ordinary.

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Peace Path, Peace Path, for the peace of the world, I, Zhu Dali, value nothing more than my life.

We followers of the Peace Path, chasing stars and moon, journey through the dark night!

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Having been immersed for too long, the ‘Still Not Leaving’ fellow finally pushed Taiping Daozhu's patience to its limit. Through the Taiping Divine Wind Seal, a voice was transmitted.

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"Oh, oh!" Zhu Dali only then awoke like a dream. He changed his mask and wiped his big face with it. Sticking his twin blades back behind him, he hurried away.

The moment his back disappeared around the corner, a flicker of fire flashed by.

Why is the great god's "Red Heart Patrol" so fast!

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Everything, including the remains of the monk, will be cremated.

After about half an incense stick of time, the pale red moonlight seemed to dim slightly.

At the end of the dark alley, a towering figure emerged, nearly seven feet tall.

Zhu Dalì's frame was already quite stout, but compared to this monster, he was probably like a child to a strong man.

This burly man, squeezed into the alleyway, wore a hooded cloak and a voluminous monk's robe. His imposing frame, like a wall, slowly pushed its way from that end. He moved without making a sound, nor did he crush any bricks, yet he gave onlookers a feeling of upheaval.

"Here I am."

His voice was like that of a sound muffled in a stone jar, with an inherent low echo.

And his steps stopped there, he looked up at the moonlight: "Finally disappearing in this place."

In the shadow of the corner, a demonic silhouette appeared, bowing its head and raising its hand to the burly man: "Master, we have searched within three miles of this area, but found nothing."

A stout man with robes of a monk, possessed of a pair of strangely compassionate eyes, lowered his head to gaze at the ground: "My Buddha-mind tells me that he has already extinguished, and is right here. But my eyes see no trace of him. Ghosts, tell me, why is this"

The monsters in the shadows only had a collective term called "Ghost Crowd," not even their own unique names were remembered. But they weren't discontent at all, and still bowed respectfully: "Could it be that they were wiped out by the local law enforcement"

The burly man shook his head: "It wasn't the City Guard. They wouldn't clean things up this thoroughly. Besides, my Black Lotus Temple preaches in Mogul City... who would dare raid us"

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His voice started low, but the last four words burst out, spreading through the darkness like a slap across the face of Mo Yun City's officials. It was powerful and imposing.

Even if the Heavenly Spider Empress wasn't seriously injured now, how much support could Mo Yun City get at its peak What ability and courage would it have to dare to be an enemy of Black Lotus Temple It's true that all city-states in the world are governed by the Ancient Emperor City and receive its protection and support, but can the Ancient Emperor City watch over Mo Yun City day and night Black Lotus Temple doesn't even hesitate to kill a whole city lord. Killing an official from Mo Yun City's Security Department wouldn't cause much of a stir, I imagine.

And those who had preached in the Cloud City before were merely a ghost monk with extremely weak abilities. This level of preaching was far below the bottom line of major city-states, and it wouldn't have provoked intense opposition at all.

In this prosperous age, gods and ghosts flourish, and all schools of thought converge.

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Those officials, behind closed doors, they've probably corrupted how many divine statues, and who knows. Logically speaking, the ghost monk Luo Han shouldn't have encountered any trouble while preaching in Moyun City.

Having years of missionary experience, he understood his place and wouldn't cause too much trouble. He wouldn't embarrass the rulers of Moyun City.

Those who know the reputation of Black Lotus Temple by its appearance would certainly not dare to meddle in missionary affairs. Those who don't know about Black Lotus Temple probably wouldn't have the ability to confront it anyway.

But sometimes, things in life just don't make sense.

The monster in the shadows bows with a raised palm, its head bowed in silence.

A burly man, his head hidden under a cloak, scrutinized the floor tiles for a while before shaking his head. "Too clean. No trace left behind, not even a hint of where they went. Not many forces could pull off something this clean, and even fewer would dare to attack the Black Lotus Temple."

The core disciples of Helian Temple are not numerous, each one is cherished. Losing one is a great loss, much greater than that of a ghost-like arhat's statue.

So his heart ached intensely, but his voice remained devoid of emotion.

"Wouldn't it... not be aimed at us" a voice from the shadows muttered.

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"The oni 羅漢 incident, the scene was only 'Peaceful Ghost Clerk', four words. For now, it is unknown whether this is a yokai or an organization." A voice from the shadows said: "Master Pang came here to investigate earlier. He lay in wait for a black market yōkai merchant who specialized in selling information. From that fellow's mouth, he pried out some information and began setting traps to track down... until today he disappeared..."

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I have checked the intelligence records. In recent times, in the underground world of Mo Yun City, a masked man goes to the black market demon merchant every few days to purchase various cult-related information. Shortly after each purchase, the corresponding evil god will be executed, and the scene will leave behind 'Peaceful Ghost Messenger,'

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four words.

The guy who buys information while wearing a mask is always different. Sometimes it's a gambler with bloodshot eyes from losing, sometimes it's a drunkard reeking of alcohol, and sometimes it's someone who gets dragged off the street and forced to buy information with a knife at their throat.

Master Hu found many targets, but each one was unable to say who had ordered them.

The existence represented by the apparition of the Taiping Ghost Officer clearly possesses a wealth of experience in concealing their presence. This is not their first encounter with such matters. We could investigate records from other cities and may find similar occurrences.

Of course, Master Hu was still Master Hu. He used his own methods to track down the target. It's a pity that he was too confident, or perhaps the incident happened suddenly, causing the information transmission to be too slow. He didn't get our support in time.

The voice in the shadows paused for a moment, then continued, "I think that the Grim Reaper might not be targeting us. It's targeting the sects, all the sects outside of the Orthodox Church, which is... so-called evil gods!"

The burly man who claimed to be Orthodox scoffed.

The yokai lurking in the shadows, of course, knew where the hostility from the burly man stemmed from, but it didn't dwell on it. It simply added, "Besides, every time the Taiping Ghost Messenger slays a god, they leave their name at the scene. But this time, there was none. Is there another possibility... perhaps the powerful being Master Pang tracked down is not the Taiping Ghost Messenger, but another powerful individual lurking in this city"

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“Whether this is a job done by the Taiping Ghost or not, whether the Taiping Ghost is a god or a devil, once they provoke our Black Lotus Temple, they are doomed this time.” The burly man said in a deep voice: “The means of destroying the body and soul without leaving a trace shows that the killer is definitely not doing this for the first time. Send word out to investigate and see if there have been similar cases in Mo Yun City recently.”

The shadowy demonic form gradually sank into the darkness, only its fading voice echoing in the alley: "The ghosts obey the command."

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There are heavens and dragons in Buddhism.

One is the Heavenly Host, two are the Dragon Host, three are the Yaksas, four are the Gandharvas, five are the Asuras, six are the Garuda, seven are the Kinnaras, eight are the Mahoragas.

The Buddhist sect of the demon world, naturally, is located in Gushan, also known as "orthodox" today. It has been recognized by the ancient imperial city.

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In this world, there are no dragons. Ancient times saw Mount Gulong populated by snakes instead of dragons, and it is also known as "Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon."

And since its founding, Helian Temple has been vying with Gushan Mountain, and possesses eight divinities to compete with it.

One is Ghost, Two is God, Three is Rakshasa, Four is Garbha, Five is Pan-dava, Six is Abhichadda, Seven is Kama, Eight is Marakantha!

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Although this yokai in the shadows behaved respectfully before the strong man, it was indeed a top-notch existence among the eight guardians of Black Lotus Temple.

After the shadows dispersed, a burly man stood motionless in the dark alleyway. He removed his helmet and revealed a very noticeable head with a black six-petaled lotus tattooed on it.

His eyes were compassionate, but his face was full of wrinkles and scars, revealing a fierce expression. Yet, he also had two comical whiskers... This made his entire face fall into a natural contradiction.

At this moment, facing his fellow disciples who had already passed away, he lowered his head, his expression full of compassion. He raised his palm to his chest and recited: "Namo Yashi Ru Lai!"

In the dark Mo Yun City, Zhu Dali expertly used some of the minor techniques taught by Tai Ping Dao to erase his traces and evade any potential pursuit.

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These secret techniques are not complex, some don't even involve Tao Yuan, but their results are consistently excellent. In a way, they also demonstrate the depth of the Taiping Dao.

The enigmatic leader of Taiping Dao was initially quite bad at hiding. He first traveled the world in plain clothes, and later alternated between using rouge mirrors and a disaster seal for concealment.

But after many exchanges with King Qin Guang of Hell, he also gained some insights. Yin Guan Bi Jing was an expert in murder and evidence destruction, and the business level of Hell Without a Gate was also quite good.

The methods that work in the mortal world can be slightly modified for use in the demon realm. Of course, Taiping wouldn't take credit for himself, specifically saying that these hidden methods were created by his fellow disciples.

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Zhu Dali has always believed that there is a powerful organization behind him, lurking in the darkness, dedicated to upholding justice and saving the demon race. It has been passed down for many years, protecting the vast land under the red moon.

This experience gave him a strong sense of honor. He had truly gained so much and learned so much within this organization, and he was rapidly growing into a powerful expert. He wondered how such profound emotions could be captured in the fast-paced and exciting "Red Heart Patrol" novel!

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But the battle-hardened leader of Taiping Dao, after a brief exchange with Zhu Dali, understood the situation—their journey to slaughter gods and demons had clearly hit a snag.

The evil Buddha organization that was wiped out the other day wasn't some common evil god, it had a tremendously powerful force behind it.

This organization possesses formidable intelligence capabilities, swiftly tracing the whereabouts of the Heavenly Ghost. They are also fearless in openly acting within Maoyun City. Their audacity is evident—that executed and dismembered monk who was after Zhu Dali ruthlessly killed numerous innocent little demons during the pursuit, a display of sheer lawlessness.

It is clear that the "Taiping Dao Master," appearing with an enigmatic and profound image, is bound by existing societal notions. They thought that demonic cults were like those in the mortal world, only able to hide and lurk in the shadows, completely unable to be seen. Therefore, they regarded eliminating evil gods as a simple and effortless task. They never expected that the demonic cult could be so arrogant and develop to such a scale.

He increasingly realized that this was a world of immense scale, one that had already given birth to such brilliant cultures and histories. The present world is the center of all realms, the main body of the heavens, but it is not necessarily comprehensive,

Of course, in the eyes of our "Taiping Ghost Official," it is the unfathomably deep foundation of Taiping Dao that knows no fear!

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"Slaying gods and demons, bringing peace to the world," means "We, the Taiping Dao, want to kill whoever we want in order to achieve peace for the entire world."

Besides, he had no idea what the black lotus symbolized. Before he received the Taiping Baodao Lu, he was just a small thug making a living in the flower district, perhaps a bit stronger than Chai Ah Si...

Speaking of Chai Ah Siu, he was unassuming and low-key in the past. Who would have thought that his family's martial art would be so powerful He even made it through several rounds at the Jinyang Martial Arts Tournament.

Zhu Dali thought to himself that if he didn't use the Taiping Shenfeng Seal, he wouldn't be able to defeat that fellow.

The Heavenly Way is an organization of justice, and they would naturally have no desire for Chai A Si's family's secret techniques. They were only curious about Chai A Si's possible involvement in the grievances between the Maoyun Dog clan.

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Of course, the day he was given his seal, he was destined to be a wanderer in the night. But towards those prominent families, there was a touch of voyeurism...

"Something big is going to happen in Mo Yun City. You shall seal your blade for a month. Wait for my command." Jiang Wang didn't care if Zhu Dali was lost in thought again, he issued the order directly, released the divine seal, and turned back to himself.

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And the corpulent pig Dali, was only sighing softly on the chilly streets of early spring. This sigh, was a sigh for all living beings, a sigh for the unfortunate people of Mo Yun City—

This seat has been sealed for a month, allowing demons and ghosts to run rampant. I wonder how many families in this city are crying, and how many are filled with resentment.

The wind swept through.

He shivered, threw open the curtain, and squeezed into the noisy Lao Yuan Sa Guan.

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