I guard the world with the Lord of the Underworld

"What do you want?" Zaiyi was furious, "I can't do anything to you, right?"

The strong aura around him told him that he couldn't do anything to the person in front of him, and he just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

"You didn't do anything to me, but..." Ye Chutang curled his lips and sneered, and said sternly: "You have offended him."

Zaiyi looked at the smile on the other person's face and shuddered inexplicably.

"Bullying him in front of me..." Ye Chutang didn't say a word, but Zaiyi took a step back, her soul burning like a burning fire.

"...It didn't matter in the end, you are all fine." Zaiyi defended again.

"Hey, okay? You made him work hard." Ye Chutang pressed forward step by step.

"Hey! Don't bully others too much." Zaiyi got angry and came out of the underworld, really thinking that he was being manipulated at will.

He lowered his face, made hand gestures, and muttered words. After a while, the surrounding wind exploded, spinning rapidly, forming sharp wind knives, and the surrounding tiles and gravel were rolled into powder.

No matter how hard the wind knife was, Ye Chutang was always safe and sound, without any harm.

Zaiyi's heart felt cold little by little. He attacked with all his strength, but the opponent was unharmed.

Before he could attack again, his neck suddenly tightened, and he suddenly found that his neck was in the opponent's hand. The next second, his feet left the ground, and a strong feeling of suffocation came over him.

He lowered his eyes and looked down, almost frightened out of his wits.

A crack appeared out of thin air under his feet, and a faint blue flame could be vaguely seen underneath, accompanied by waves of cold death air overflowing upwards, eroding the soul, as if to tear it apart and devour it.

This place is definitely not the underworld, what kind of terrifying place is it? Zaiyi was really panicking at this moment.

"You... let me go, ahem, I'll tell you everything I know." Zaiyi said with difficulty, her face looking painful and ferocious.

"explain."

"Ahem, you...let go first." Zaiyi bargained.

"Trouble." Ye Chutang sighed slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zaiyi's soul suddenly felt severe pain, and then something seemed to be stripped away from the depths of his soul, causing him to twist and scream in horror, "Ah... you..."

Ye Chutang didn't negotiate with him at all. He simply extracted the soul memory and said coldly: "Okay, you can go where you need to go."

Zaiyi was numb from pain. He had not experienced pain for a long time since he became a ghost. The pain deep in his soul made him feel worse than death.

"You...you want me to disappear into ashes?" Zaiyi trembled all over.

Ye Chutang laughed out loud, and Zaiyi finally realized something was wrong. The man in front of him could summon a crack out of thin air and extract soul memories. He was not a normal heavenly master at all. "Who are you?"

"You will know after you go down and experience it."

Zaiyi looked at the faint flame, her mind buzzed, she realized something, and she was horrified, "I, I don't want, don't go..."

He thought of the years he spent in the underworld and the information he heard. There is actually an underworld under the underworld, a place where even ghosts don't want to set foot. The underworld is surrounded by the underworld fire. The most terrifying existence there is killing. Rather than being killed, the only way to survive is to keep killing and endure the underworld fire all year round. No ghost can endure it. It is also a place where extremely vicious evil spirits are exiled.

Every time the barrier is opened, it takes a lot of effort, so the underworld only gathers the strength to open it every ten years, but the person in front of me opened it out of thin air!

Zaiyi's mind was already in chaos. She was shaking with fear and begging, "I, I, I am willing to go back to the underworld to accept punishment. Really, please, please let me go back to the underworld. I want to go back to the underworld..."

Ye Chutang chuckled, his condensed eyes without warmth, "It's too late."

As the sound fell, Zaiyi felt that he was sinking, and he wanted to use his ghost power to fly upwards, but in the end he couldn't feel any of his own strength, and allowed the suction force from below to pull him down bit by bit.

In a daze, he suddenly thought about why the evil spirit inside the barrier that was opened did not escape. Unfortunately, no one gave him the answer, and the entire soul was swallowed up immediately.

"Are you okay?" Hua Qingyao asked from behind.

Ye Chutang immediately adjusted his facial expression without any anger, turned around and shook his head.

When Hua Qingyao sensed the sudden energy fluctuation here, he rushed over immediately without even hearing the Taoist's screams not to leave him alone.

After a quick glance at Ye Chutang's body, he found that his clothes were intact and his appearance was not damaged, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Where is the person?" He looked at the crack behind him and looked at him.

"It fell." Ye Chutang pointed at the crack, "He summoned the crack and wanted to repeat it, so I moved back, and for some reason he was suddenly sucked in."

Hua Qingyao cautiously moved to the edge and looked in, only to see a two-meter-deep gap of soil.

"The underworld probably found out and took it back. Okay, let's notify my colleagues on the night shift to come over and deal with the scene." Hua Qingyao said.

"Okay, by the way, I also asked for some information. I don't know whether it is true or not." Ye Chutang said. Anyway, it must be true, but he can't say it clearly.

"Huh? Okay, let's go back to the office and tell you the details." Hua Qingyao was a little surprised. Not only did he find out today that his neighbor was a Celestial Master, he also had strong adaptability.

The two returned to the Taoist priest's location. Ye Chutang made a call and had a brief exchange with Shang Shixu. He turned to look at the shivering Taoist priest, "Can you get up?"

"Yes, yes, right away." The Taoist stood up tremblingly.

"Well, Huasuo, thank you very much." The Taoist priest hurriedly expressed his kindness, "Thanks for your presence, I will definitely send a banner to express my gratitude."

"..." No need, Hua Qingyao was speechless, "How did you get here?"

"This..." The Taoist priest turned his eyes and saw that Ye Chutang was also looking at him. He immediately replied: "Someone has issued a mission, and I am here to take over the mission."

Hua Qingyao frowned, "What mission?"

"Clean up the dead souls here." The Taoist priest said tremblingly.

"Celestial Masters Forum?" Hua Qingyao continued to ask. Celestial Masters registered in the Celestial Masters Association can take on tasks and earn rice in the forum. After all, they are normal living people who need money for food, drink, housing and transportation.

But the person in front of him is most likely the Celestial Master Yeluzi, and may not have been registered. "What's your number?" Hua Qingyao said, taking out his mobile phone and planning to log in to the system to check.

"Well..." The Taoist hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth, "There is no number. Someone directly gave me a deposit and asked me to come here." After saying this, he took out his mobile phone and showed the content of the text message, fearing that the two of them would not believe it.

Ye Chutang quickly scanned the number, and after a few operations, "The number is empty."

"It should have been planned in advance. Write it down and return it to Wen Ci."

Before Ye Chutang could answer, a shout came from afar, "Oh shit, boss, the battle is so fierce that we almost couldn't get in."

Hua Qingyao's eyes twitched slightly, "Where is Old Shang?"

"The town is here." Wen Ci looked around in the same Hawaiian style, "How many people need to be brought in to work before we can recover?"

"It's better to change those people's memories." Wen Ci had a headache. Rebuilding after the disaster was not easy.

"Do you think they are stupid?" Hua Qingyao was speechless. The environment was so damaged. How could the memory be changed? Were all of them unscathed after experiencing such a strong earthquake? The headlines came out in minutes the next day.

"Sure, I'll ask everyone who is active in the night shift to come over and work." Wen Ci took out the talisman and started to notify.

Hua Qingyao twisted his neck, "I'm tired, so I'll go back first. You can fight until the next day and go back with them. As for the memory, you can take care of it."

It was almost dawn when the two returned to the city in the middle of the night. Hua Qingyao fell down and went to sleep. He had exhausted a lot of energy today.

On the other side, the Taoist priest finally managed to sneak out of the village while no one was paying attention to him, and returned to the city. He had just finished washing and came out of the bathroom, almost out of breath.

"You..." How did the person in front of me come in without making any sound.