Shen Nanyi's worries soon became a reality.

Somehow, the fact that she was in the underworld was revealed to the heaven.

The Heavenly Lord ordered Mu Qizhou to send the person back to the world of the living on the grounds that this action was against the laws of yin and yang and not to interfere.

Mu Qizhou firmly refused. The messenger of Tianzun went to the underworld three times, but failed to persuade him and returned in disappointment.

Shen Nanyiyi didn't know these things until the last moment.

At that time, the heavenly realm had already lined up its troops on the banks of the Forgotten River in the underworld.

The one leading the team in front of the formation was Taoist Wuliang.

"Long time no see, second junior brother." Taoist Wuliang has white hair and a youthful face, still with a kind and gentle look.

Mu Qizhou looked at him straight, and after a while, he replied, "Big Brother."

Taoist Wuliang turned to Shen Nanyi and sighed:

"Goddess, each of the three realms has its own laws and rules. Now that you have broken the law in the world of the living, you should bear the consequences yourself. Why do you have to implicate the entire underworld? Come with me."

Shen Nanyi was about to speak when Mu Qizhou stopped her and said, "Brother, there is no need to say more. 9527 is from my underworld. No one can take her away."

A glimmer of light flashed across Taoist Wuliang's eyes:

"Junior brother, you are now the Lord of the Underworld. How can you act on impulse because of personal love? The Heavenly Lord is already furious. If you insist on not obeying, the two worlds of immortal and underworld will meet in war."

"Goddess, you are compassionate, do you want to watch the two armies fight and blood flow like a river?"

Shen Nanyi sighed slightly, raised his eyes and looked at Taoist Wuliang, smiling:

"Master, since you have said that the three realms have their own laws, I think it is not the turn of the Heavenly Lord to intervene in my affairs, right? Why did you make such a big scene today?"

If she really broke the law in the human world, she should be punished by the laws of the human world; as the goddess of Xishan and the ferryman of the underworld, she has nothing to do with the fairy world, so it is not right for the fairy world to send troops to arrest her.

"Could it be that you, Taoist priest, have some personal grudge against me?" She smiled, but there was a dagger hidden in her smile.

When two armies are at war, the best way is to attack the heart; she attacked first as a sign of respect.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Taoist Wuliang's brows, but he quickly turned his smile back to normal:

"What are you talking about, goddess? What grudge do we have against each other? Hey, one of you is my junior fellow apprentice, and the other is an old friend. I am just trying to persuade you with kind words, hoping that you will turn back from your wrong path."

"Xiaoyi is right. No matter how you look at it, this matter has nothing to do with the fairy world. Senior brother, please go back." Mu Qizhou said coldly.

When the Lord of the Underworld spoke, the people below naturally straightened their backs as well. They were all very excited and thought that the Fairyland was overreaching and meddling in too many matters.

"Hurry and go back! We in the underworld won't provide food for so many people!"

Alu, holding a reed that he had pulled out from somewhere, took the lead in shouting at the soldiers from the fairy world, amid a burst of laughter.

Taoist Wuliang was neither anxious nor annoyed, he just stared into Mu Qizhou's eyes.

The two men's eyes met, and there seemed to be a burst of fire in silence. The crack became bigger and bigger, and in an instant it was like a galaxy of stars.

"Why?" Mu Qizhou asked, suppressing his bitterness and confusion.

Taoist Wuliang half closed his eyes, his expression cold: "Not everything has a reason."

"Others may not have it, but you definitely have it." Mu Qizhou's black eyes trembled slightly, and he could not suppress his sadness.

This was his most respected senior brother, but the move of sweeping away everything at the Liao Mountain that night was his own move.

The man in black robe is Taoist Wuliang.

He is clearly a god who saves all beings in the three realms, so how did he become a man in black robe who does all kinds of evil things?

Mu Qizhou couldn't understand why this was happening.

"All living things suffer, and we can only save ourselves. I sigh at why the world plays such tricks on us, and the world sighs at my stubbornness."

He looked at Mu Qizhou, with deep sadness in his eyes.

The sadness was so strong, like ink that could not be dissolved, that it made people feel suffocated. Mu Qizhuo and Shen Nanyi also felt lost, as if they had stepped on air and had nowhere to go.

Shen Nanyi even felt that at that moment, she resonated with this sadness deep in her heart.

After a long time, Taoist Wuliang returned to normal.

He flicked his whisk lightly, and his expression instantly became ferocious: "Kill."

The sound of killing was deafening. The immortal soldiers, all white, and the underworld soldiers, all black, were fighting on the Forgotten River, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard everywhere.

Shen Nanyi was about to rush forward, but was pulled behind by Mu Qizhou: "Wait, I'll do it."

She refused, and the Canglang Chasing Moon Sword appeared in her hand and stood beside him: "You can't leave me alone, you promised."

Taoist Wuliang held a whisk in his hand, his face full of sarcasm: "Why bother to be humble? Come together."

Shen Nanyi pointed his sword at Taoist Wuliang and said in a sad tone: "The three of them are your junior brothers. You are worse than a beast."

"Whoever hinders me is my enemy. In the face of the overall situation, there is no such thing as brothers." Wuliang said disdainfully.

Shen Nanyi swung her sword forward, Wuliang bent down, and she stabbed into the air with her sword:

"What's the big picture? You are an ancient god, what else are you dissatisfied with?!"

"You don't understand what I want! I advise you to follow me obediently, and I will let Hades and Azhou go today."

"Stop dreaming!" Shen Nanyi gritted his teeth and attacked him directly in the bottom lane.

Taoist Wuliang transformed his whisk into a sword and used fierce moves to attack her vital points.

Unexpectedly, his swordsmanship was not inferior to Jiang Yingyu, and Shen Nanyiyi was defeated step by step.

Mu Qizhou was surrounded by several immortal soldiers. Seeing that Shen Nanyi was losing, he turned around and knocked down the immortal soldiers, rushed in front of her, and was hit by a sword on the left shoulder.

"Azhou!" Shen Nanyiyi was so angry that he swung his sword to force Taoist Wuliang back, and then he rushed forward again.

"I'm fine." Mu Qizhou endured the pain in his shoulder, his eyes as cold as ice: "Big Brother, I'm sorry!"

He opened his hands and muttered something.

Thunder and lightning began to flash in the sky above the underworld, the mountains shook and the earth trembled, and the Forgotten River gurgled like boiling water.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow flew up from the Wangchuan River, and countless black snakes swarmed out and rushed towards the immortal soldier.

Taoist Wuliang's expression changed. Even he was exhausted from dealing with so many black snakes.

But Mu Qizhou still left some room for maneuver. All the black snakes simply knocked the immortal soldiers to the ground but did not take their lives.

The soldiers of the underworld were assisted by the black snake, and their morale was greatly boosted: "Send all these troublemakers back to heaven!"

"Kill~~"

The immortal soldiers had not fought for a long time, and they were defeated by the attack from the black snake and the dark soldiers.

Soon, the battle ended hastily with the underworld winning a great victory.

Taoist Wuliang left with some harsh words, indicating that they would come back again.

The two envoys on the left and right led the team to clean up the battlefield. After the battle, countless soldiers were wounded.

Shen Nanyi was bandaging Mu Qizhuo's shoulder injury. The wound from the sword was very deep and the blood had stagnated and turned black.

She carefully sprinkled some white powder, feeling guilty and angry:

"I want to go to the Ninth Heaven! Tianzun is getting old and confused. He is so unreasonable."

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