Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 1014: Theres No Need

Everyone in the room exchanged astonished looks.

We've been surrounded by the Nether Guards Division?

Someone immediately flew into a rage. "What does the Nether Guards Division want? Haven't we given them enough benefits? Why are they surrounding our Spirit God Temples?"

"Let's go out and see!"

Everyone shot to their feet immediately.

They were all Immortal Kings, with strengths comparable to Monarchs of the underworld. The only difference they had from Monarchs was that they didn't hold an official title, so they didn't hold much regard for the likes of You Fang.

There were even Loose Immortals in the Mortal Realm, each more powerful than the Monarchs of the underworld.

"Everyone, don't be so hasty." Huang Wenqing's expression darkened. "When we go out, I will do the talking. Don't say anything to avoid making the situation worse. Although the Spirit God Sect is strong, this is still the underworld after all. You all should understand the saying that even a powerful dragon cannot suppress the local snake."

"How does it matter that this is the underworld? If a Loose Immortal could enter here, I'd like to see if those monarchs would dare to be so arrogant," someone angrily retorted.

Huang Wenqing shot that person a serious look. "That's exactly the problem. Only if Monarch Yan guides them would a Loose Immortal be able to enter the underworld."

He went on, "Besides, Loose Immortals prefer to go to the Floating Pagoda Realm. You must have heard, right? The great Yin Demons of the Floating Pagoda Realm are no weaker than Loose Immortals."

"Don't underestimate this place; our actions here are not just for a few measly years of lifespan."

Everyone gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, Huang Wenqing stood up and led everyone outside the Spirit God Temple.

The temple attendants outside were already furious, watching their congregation being driven away one by one. They wanted to speak up but were intimidated by the grim-faced Nether Guards.

Only when Huang Wenqing and his group arrived did they breathe a sigh of relief. They quickly gathered around them before shooting the Nether Guards Division a furious look.

Huang Wenqing had never seen Fang Chen before and had little contact with Qiu Jing. His gaze swept around, recognizing only one familiar person—Jing Xue.

He immediately greeted her with an enthusiastic beam. "Monarch Jing, may I ask what this is about today? Is there a fugitive hiding in the Spirit God Temple? Rest assured, Monarch Jing, just say the word, and we will cooperate fully!"

Jing Xue didn't say much; she just introduced Fang Chen to Huang Wenqing. "Huang, this is Monarch Fang."

Huang Wenqing immediately looked towards Fang Chen, his face showing delight. "So it's Monarch Fang! I have long admired your name!"

"Monarch Qiu, tear this place down. Take these Yin Walkers back for a good questioning," Fang Chen ordered indifferently, ignoring Huang Wenqing.

"Yes!" Qiu Jing nodded and waved his hand. "Tear it down!"

The Nether Guards, not daring to defy the order, immediately began to destroy the Spirit God Temple.

Huang Wenqing was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. He looked at Fang Chen with uncertainty. "Monarch Fang, why?!"

Huang Wenqing's followers were already furious. If it weren't for Huang Wenqing's earlier instructions, they would have already acted.

"Why?" Qiu Jing turned around and glanced at the group. With a sinister smile, he replied, "Your Spirit God Sect dares to have someone attack a monarch here. This is basically rebellion. You dare to ask us why?"

"Attacking a monarch? This is a misunderstanding! It is absolutely a misunderstanding! Our Spirit God Sect would never order an attack on Monarch Fang!" Huang Wenqing hurriedly explained.

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, are you the one to decide?" snarked Fang Chen.

Huang Wenqing hesitated for a moment. Then, biting his teeth, he approached Fang Chen and discreetly took out a pouch from his sleeve. "Of course, what Monarch Fang says is true."

Fang Chen took the pouch, weighed it in his hand, and looked at Huang Wenqing's smiling face. He then tucked the pouch away, nodding. "Alright. These Yin Lifespan Coins will be confiscated."

What?!

Huang Wenqing couldn't believe what he was seeing. Since when did such a shameless monarch appear in the underworld?

As they spoke, the Spirit God Temple was already half demolished. Their followers showed looks of fear as they stood outside. Although they believed in the Spirit God Sect, they feared the officials of the various divisions more.

After all, how comfortably one could live in the underworld depended on them!

Huang Wenqing suppressed the anger in his heart, his smile stiffening a bit. He looked at Fang Chen with a forced grin. "Monarch Fang, there's no need to go so far. If there's really a misunderstanding, let's sit down and talk about it. Call Monarch Shen Tucang of the Judgment Division too, and let's discuss it together."

"There's no need for that," Fang Chen replied, faintly smiling.

Huang Wenqing was silent for a few moments before speaking. "Our Spirit God Sect has been operating in the underworld for many years, and I assume Monarch Fang knows how powerful we actually are. In the Mortal Realm, our Spirit God Sect has never been afraid of anyone. Even in the underworld, many monarchs are our friends."

"Let someone go and notify those monarchs," responded Fang Chen. "If more than three of them plead for you, I won't demolish your temple."

Huang Wenqing's eyes lit up. "Really!?"

Finding three monarchs to plead on his behalf seemed an easy task.

"Monarch Fang's words are always true." Qiu Jing sneered with schadenfreude. "You better go and invite them quickly. If you're late, we'll have cleaned this place up. And by the way... we've sent people to the other Spirit God Temples too."

Everyone was shocked to hear this, and Huang Wenqing's heart sank.

Are they intending to eradicate the Spirit God Sect entirely?

He instinctively looked at Jing Xue. "Monarch Jing, you—"

"Go invite them," Jing Xue coldly said.

Huang Wenqing understood that she wouldn't plead for them. He immediately instructed a few Yin Walkers to go out to seek help.

Some ran to the Judgment Division, others to the Underworld Official Division and the Soul Capturing Division.

When the people heading to the Judgement Division arrived, the doors of the division remained firmly shut. They were clearly not receiving visitors.

At the Underworld Official Division, Qi Tianran came out warmly to welcome them, and the Spirit God Sect's Yin Walkers heaved a sigh of relief.

"Monarch Qi, you must help our Spirit God Sect this time."

"Of course, of course, what's the matter?" Qi Tianran smiled warmly. "Don't be so formal with me. Just speak."

"It's like this...."

The Yin Walker explained the situation, not forgetting to complain about Fang Chen.

"What is his motive? What does he hope to gain from our Spirit God Sect?"

Qi Tianran nodded. "So it's about that. Wait here for me."

He turned and went back into the Underworld Official Division, closing the door behind him.

The agent waited and waited, but Qi Tianran never came out again.

He soon realized what was happening and angrily looked at the tightly shut doors of the Underworld Official Division. He cursed, "When you took our benefits, you acted all friendly. Now we just ask you to speak up for us, and you turn your back on us!"

Half an hour later, the grand Spirit God Temple was completely demolished. Huang Wenqing watched as those who had gone for help returned one by one, none followed by a monarch. His face almost turned green.

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