Xu Yi said, "Destroying a Soul-Sealing Bottle is a crime of contempt for the Underworld Court, punishable by three hundred lashes of the Withered Soul Whip. And I privately halted Xiu Niang's punishment with the Withered Soul Whip, which is a crime of violating the law, punishable by a thousand lashes and imprisonment in the Netherworld Fire Prison. Brother Zheng, which punishment do you want to bring against me—or do you want to pile both charges on?"
As he spoke, Xu Yi's voice turned icy.
Zheng Xiong was shaken. He stared straight at Xu Yi. "Who are you, exactly? Why are you so familiar with the laws of my City God's Mansion? Could it be that you once served as an official in the Underworld Court? If so, you should know that the Great Edict of the Underworld cannot be defied."
Xu Yi said, "Those who break the law are often the ones who enforce it. Brother Zheng, you've got the official bluster down pat, but even the two little ghosts under you are nothing but vermin who do everything they can to extort people. I can guess what sort you are. Enough talk. Help me with two things."
"What an arrogant tone!"
A sharp shout rang out. A brocade-robed middle-aged man swept into the hall, followed by more than a dozen cultivators who looked like Senior Officials, as well as a guard unit of over thirty armored soldiers.
"Greetings, Divine Lord."
Everyone, including Zheng Xiong, bowed.
The newcomer was none other than Chu Tianxiong, the City God of Tokyo City. Tokyo City was a rare great city, and although Chu Tianxiong was only a City God, he had reached the First Realm of Ghost Immortal cultivation.
After Zheng Xiong secretly crushed an alarm talisman, Chu Tianxiong, five thousand li