Demon God's Eastern Expedition Sweeps Away the Monster Gods

"Interesting. The Tang Dynasty was ten thousand times stronger than this place!"

"Exactly! Xu Fu settled here after failing to find Penglai during his search for immortals. Who would have thought that, over the years, the descendants of the Han would build a dynasty that had now become the Tang?"

"The teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought were passed down among those three thousand boys and girls, but much of that knowledge was lost long ago. The Tang has since mastered and integrated those teachings. How could we possibly catch up?"

"Then let's pull off this job!"

This was an island in the East Blue.

Xu Fu had left it behind all those years ago. Unfortunately, its teachings had been severed, giving rise to tales of eight million gods and places like Takamagahara.

To Ye Zhuo, they were nothing but Monster Gods.

Besides, the Yin-Yang School's teachings here were limited and incomplete from the start.

They had never learned the full system of Daoist practice, so they even worshipped evil ghosts and monsters as gods.

If Ye Zhuo had been here, he would have cut them down with a single stroke.

What sort of thing dared call itself a god?

They were asking for death!

"This is Takamagahara? It's nothing more than a place built from the incense offerings of mortals."

Ye Zhuo appeared and looked around, spotting several so-called gods who seemed thoroughly unimpressive.

They had no power from incense offerings. All they had was mortal faith.

That made their power muddled and weak.

Clearly, they had failed to grasp the essence of it.

Takamagahara, built from incense offerings, was just as shabby.

To become anything like Heavenly Court or Thunderclap Monastery, it would take untold numbers of people offering incense for untold years.

"Who are you?"

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