The monk, Liu Mi, ignored Lord Wang's questioning and simply said, "Namo Amitabha, I and the Demon Suppression Bureau have a karmic relationship. Wang Qingzhi, you can take your people and leave. Let the Underworld Road open, and hand over the Pushback Diagram to me. I won't make things difficult for you."

As he spoke, behind him, a dozen meters high black cloud appeared, and within the black cloud, a black-robed monk sat cross-legged, slowly opening his eyes.

Endless chants echoed through the night sky.

Lord Wang's expression became slightly serious; the monk had entered the Buddhist realm of the third-grade Vajra.

In the corner of his eye, he saw a faint red glow passing through the western sky, and he felt reassured.

Liu Qiancang obviously didn't want to let the people of the Demon Suppression Bureau go. Just as he was about to speak and question the mad monk, he saw the arm of the monk Liu Mi extending from his Dharma image. The old woman's bones made a crisp 'crack' sound, accompanied by a waterfall-like cold sweat. Even as a third-grade demon, she couldn't withstand the power of the third-grade Vajra.

"For the matters here, if you don't want to die, keep quiet," the black-robed monk didn't open his mouth, but his voice entered Liu Qiancang's ears.

There was a gap even among the third-grades, and Liu Qiancang's face, full of wrinkles, was filled with horror.

At this moment, Lord Wang calmly said, "Well, catching two big fish, not bad."

The talkative Hong Xiaotian didn't say much. His two-yard-long spear turned into a silver lightning bolt, heading straight for Lord Wang's chest.

At the same time, seeing that Liu Mi, the monk, did not compromise, his Dharma image's eight arms danced wildly, smashing towards the large blue stone not far away.

He came from the Demon Suppression Bureau and knew that if the stone shattered, the bureau's formation would be greatly affected. Just as he could see it clearly, a slight crack appeared in the corner of the large blue stone.

In the moment the long spear flew, and the Dharma image's arm fell, a virtual image of an ancient peach tree quickly flashed out from the Demon Suppression Bureau, sealing the group of people at the north gate in place, rendering them immobile.

The long spear whined in the air, and the Dharma image roared!

The black-robed monk Liu Mi's calm expression had already been replaced by astonishment. "Elder Tree broke through? Is this a first-grade? No, it's a half-step first-grade! Not enough, still not enough! Rakshasa Ghost, explode!"

Hearing the monk's terrified voice, Hong Xiaotian crazily circulated his internal energy, intending to detonate the long spear in the air. Just a step too slow, a red shadow flashed over the long spear, and the extraordinary weapon was cut in two, falling to the ground.

Then, it turned into a pool of crimson molten iron, infiltrating the ground and slowly flowing towards the large blue stone underground.

Hong Xiaotian's mouth oozed blood, his internal organs shook, and he no longer had the strength to fight.

The young man with white hair appeared next to Lord Wang, panting slightly.

At the moment the long spear broke, a book exuding a majestic aura floated out slowly from the Demon Suppression Bureau, growing rapidly as it approached the roaring Rakshasa Ghost. In no time, it transformed into a book larger than the Rakshasa Ghost.

As the pages turned lightly, just as the Rakshasa Ghost was about to complete its self-destruction, it was sucked into the book. Then, an old man with white hair and a very old age walked out from the book.

"Liuchang Village, do you two want to annihilate my Demon Suppression Bureau?" The old voice came from the old man's mouth.

Liu Qiancang, the third-grade snake demon, was full of fear on his face. The green pupils turned into vertical lines, as if recalling some unpleasant memories. "Impossible! Song Chuanshu! You died a long time ago, even if you didn't, at most, you're a third-grade!"

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The old man shook his head and casually said, "On the night of the next full moon, I plan to take a trip to Black Mountain and White Water. It's not because you came looking for trouble, but the change of power is too much involving you."

After a pause, he added, "Hong Xiaotian, how to deal with you, listen to the Grand Commander."

Without paying attention to the group of snake demons trapped in place and the dejected Hong Xiaotian, he waved his hand, tossing thirteen pages filled with talismans towards the immobile black-robed monk. The pages flew at a tricky angle, surrounding Monk Liu Mi.

When Liu Mi stopped struggling as if resigned, the pages slowly floated into his body, covering thirteen major acupoints on his body, completely sealing his third-grade Vajra cultivation. At this moment, Monk Liu Mi was freed from the restraint of the peach tree shadow.

"Little Six, come home with me," the old man said, turning and leaving. Monk Liu Mi looked bitter and followed suit.

After the old and the young disappeared from the gate, Gao Daren spoke, "Hong Xiaotian, your master promised to spare you three times. This is the second time, go away."

The peach tree shadow lightly trembled, releasing Hong Xiaotian from the restraint. Hong Xiaotian arched his hand towards the two officials standing there and then swiftly left. He didn't dare to fly, as flying within the capital without permission was considered provocation according to the Demon Suppression Bureau's rules. He thought of the consequences.

The grandson with the surname Gao said it nicely. If he dared to fly, the one with the surname Gao dared to knock him down, then claim it as the third time he spared him. The Demon Suppression Bureau was indeed dirty.

Two Daoist half-step first-grade, almost stepping into the first-grade Nine Heavens realm, and a Confucian second-grade scholar, hid too deeply. Even the one who had been standing there without making a move, Wang Qingzhi, was definitely not a martial artist at the fourth-grade Transformation Realm.

He decided to leave, considering the situation. At this moment, the vast open space at the north gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau was left with only a group of snake demons.

"Qingzhi, take action, I want to eat snake meat," Gao Daren said, then turned and entered the Demon Suppression Bureau. The White Mountain and Black Water couldn't come out; otherwise, the snake demons would turn into ashes and couldn't be eaten.

Lord Wang, who didn't have a speck of blood on his Three-Foot Green Peak, quickly flashed among the immobilized snake demons, and the Green Peak danced up and down.

Moments later, snake heads fell one after another.

Back in place, looking at the scattered snake corpses, Lord Wang shook his head. "Cultivation is not easy; why bother?"

Then he turned around, carrying the Three-Foot Green Peak untouched by blood, and entered the Demon Suppression Bureau. A layer of frost covered the snake corpses on the ground, emitting waves of cold air.

At the same time, a sentence was transmitted, "Take action, Old Li, clean up."

Lord Qiu, who rushed back from the west gate, appeared at the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau at this moment. Behind him, four centurions from Yellow One to Yellow Four each had ten people wearing white masks and black armor riding tall horses.

The Demon Suppression Bureau, Black Cavalry out.

After being assigned by Lord Qiu, the group divided into four teams to clear out the demons and monsters involved in this incident within the city. When they left, Li Wuzuo and his five strong helpers came to the open space, laboriously carrying the snake corpses back to the Demon Suppression Bureau.

"The Autumn Water Sword shouldn't have been given to Wang Qingzhi. It should be kept in the morgue to keep the bodies fresh!"

...

Just as the signal for the Flower Escort Contest was given by Lord Liu of the Five City Guards, the young emperor walked up on the south wall of the imperial city. Standing beside him was the Chief Eunuch, Wei Zhongliang.

Standing at the top of the city wall, looking into the southeast direction of the inner city, he seemed to be watching the excitement of the Rouge River or the fight between the Demon Suppression Bureau and the black-clothed monk.

After a long time, the emperor said, "Dabang, it's almost time. Let the children go help."

Wei Zhongliang agreed and called a little eunuch to serve the emperor. He himself quickly left the city wall.

Just as the Demon Suppression Bureau began to act, Commander Lu Chao of the Black Guards arrived with hundreds of elites and joined the Demon Suppression Bureau.

The Black Guards moved like shadows, and the Demon Suppression Bureau walked. By comparison, it seemed like the Black Guards were the ones doing the hidden work.

The emperor's intention was simple and straightforward: the Demon Suppression Bureau killed demons and monsters, and the Black Guards killed people. Kill when necessary, bury when necessary. If there was a mistake in killing, there would be no forgiveness.

Being incompetent didn't mean he was a fool. Once the Yellow Springs Road of the Demon Suppression Bureau was opened, the golden dragon of the imperial palace's fortune would be mostly dispersed.

At that time, Da Liang, plagued by internal and external troubles, would only end up perishing.

Anyone who wanted to destroy this ancestral river and mountain, the emperor would not let them go.

...

Just as the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Black Guards were searching the entire city, in the night sky of the capital, flashes of light disappeared into the depths of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

A hundred miles west of the capital, on a hundred-meter-high mountain on the south side of the Grand Canal, three figures sat at the top – a monk, a demon, and a devil.

"Disband. The Holy Land won't risk our lives, and the Demon Suppression Bureau is not afraid. Plan with the Pushback Diagram when the time comes."

As the monk's voice fell, the three figures disappeared.

After a while, a figure appeared here, saying softly, "Interesting, last time I killed too lightly."