Master of Strange Dao

"How dare they, how dare they!"

"Evil gods that eat people, I want to overthrow them, is there a problem?"

The land was silent for a while, still struggling.

"If I report it to the court, the court will..."

"Ha, do you believe that?"

Hearing Yu Ziqing's laughter, the land seemed as if its spine was broken, even its waist became hunched.

He closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Yu Ziqing chuckled.

Falling slowly from the clouds.

Still in mid-air, he saw the filth buckets open, and torrents of filth poured down.

Then came an incense fire, drifting and swaying, falling into that five-story building.

"I, Qing Ziyu, the unparalleled evil, have come to assist you in returning to the human world."

With a loud shout, Yu Ziqing accompanied the falling filth, swallowed a Devil Pill, and became Devilic on the spot, laughing wildly as he smashed into the County City God's temple.

With a shake of his shoulders, his power surged, and with just one touch, he shattered the golden bodies of two Small Earth Deities.

Holding a filth bucket in one hand, torrents of filth gushed out in the temple, polluting everything in sight.

Seeing someone breaking through the filth towards him, Yu Ziqing quickly moved in close, punched out, his figure swayed, and he gripped the Soul Destruction Blade in reverse, the blade turning into a shadow.

With every cut, a part of the Divine Soul was devoured by it.

An incense stick later, Yu Ziqing walked out of the temple, a bit of blood-colored flame flew out, igniting the entire temple.

The ethereal blue Light Blade emitted by the Soul Destruction Blade had already grown over a foot long.

After collapsing the temple and setting it on fire, Yu Ziqing turned around and left, not lingering at all.

The filth swept through the entire city, and Yu Ziqing then summoned the filth bucket, retrieved all the filth, and left with the filth bucket.

Yu Ziqing moved through one small city a day, advancing one by one.

Those lands, Mountain Gods, River Gods, County City Gods, under Yu Ziqing's filth clearing the way, the incense fire's poisoning tactics, and with Big Ghost aiding from the side, none could last a day.

The biggest flaw of these Earth Deities was now apparent.

Were there a lot of strong ones? Yes.

The Ninth Tier Earth Deities were in double figures, but there was no use, except for a few special Earth Deities.

The other Earth Deities were gods in their fiefdoms, but useless once they left.

And those strong ones chasing behind Yu Ziqing, after more than ten days, still hadn't caught up with him.

Yu Ziqing was always on the way to Jiazi City, but had not yet arrived.

Just as Yu Ziqing thought, Yu Ziqing didn't care about the aftermath, pulling people back to humanity was enough, and people of Dadui wouldn't do anything more.

Those people were the foundation of the Earth Deities, they dared to lord it over people, dared to seize the last mouthful of grain, but really didn't dare to destroy their own foundation.

Because that was not only their foundation, but also the foundation of Emperor Dui.

The death of a few Earth Deities was a small problem.

As time went on, in the Resistance Army's base, those who had scattered before gathered together.

Bing Bajiu also brought back the latest news.

The Divine Country of Dingmao City was broken, the City God of the mansion fell, Emperor Dui's foundation was damaged.

Many Incense-eating People had returned to normal due to filth pollution.

In recent days, Earth Deities in more than a dozen cities had fallen, all being forcibly killed, and their temples were burned.

They saw the dawn of successful resistance, yet in this world, they couldn't find the filth.

Those strong ones from outside, one by one frowned, with peculiar expressions.

Filth...

Of course, they knew where the filth came from.

And they also knew that this thing was indeed somewhat dangerous, and useless for cultivators.

It was just a hungry ghost from Jinlan Mountain, naturally possessing a Companion Magical Treasure that could devour filth.

This was a win-win situation.

It was just unexpected that the useless and dangerous filth, once here, had such a significant use.

"This must be the work of Qing Ziyu from Jinlan Mountain, only they could have so much filth to utilize." Someone informed the Resistance Army of this news.

"We have to recover those cities without Earth Deities, and take in those civilians who have already recovered."

"We'll go and help."

Days later, in the wilderness, at the outskirts of a Divine Country, Bing Bajiu, according to the information, found Yu Ziqing, who was holding a sacrifice in this shrine.

"Lord Yisaner."

Yu Ziqing cautiously verified the identity first, and only after confirming it was indeed Bing Bajiu, did he ask.

"How did you find me?"

"We found the messages left by you, Lord. I specifically came to ask how we should coordinate?"

"Start with the small towns, slaughter those evil gods, cut off their foundations, and then finally go to Dingmao City to kill Emperor Dui. You don't have to worry about me, just handle the aftermath."

"This..." Bing Bajiu was somewhat shocked, "Kill Emperor Dui? Isn't this usurping the throne?"

"I have already become an evil being, what's the problem with overthrowing the court and slaying Emperor Dui?"

"This..."

"To be honest with you, Emperor Dui not only walks the path of the evil gods, but has also stepped into the Devil Dao, beyond redemption. I certainly won't allow such a Dadui to return."

Leaving aside other considerations, just thinking about a reestablished Dadui, with a bunch of corrupt evil gods at his doorstep, Yu Ziqing felt nauseous.

For his own sake, for the security of Jinlan Mountain, these evil gods had to die.

Whether Dadui would return later would be another story.

Anyway, slaughtering these evil gods, there was no harm in that.

"Then let's do as you said, my lord." Bing Bajiu hurriedly left, letting the Resistance Army clean up the mess behind.

...

In Dingmao City, beneath the reflection of the nine-story tower.

Emperor Dui stood there for a long time, looking at the precarious nine-story tower, and after pondering for a while, he spread his arms, and his figure slowly floated up.

In an instant, the disasters represented by each brick, tile, beam, and column of the tower in the reflection turned into streams of light, immersing into his body.

And the bloodstains on the stele of the Earth Deity Origin, at this moment, also began to emit dazzling blood light.

On the stele of the Earth Deity Origin, the ancient "Earth" character emanated strange, archaic auras.

In a trance, it seemed as though an Ancient Sage was preaching.

"Earth Deities, tending to the good and avoiding the evil, fulfilling the great wishes of people, ensuring favorable weather, eliminating natural and man-made disasters..."

However, as the nine-story tower in the reflection turned into streams of light, continuously merging into Emperor Dui's body.

The preaching sound of the Ancient Sage on the stele slowly shifted from grand and majestic to smaller and more intermittent.

By the time the reflected nine-story tower completely merged into his body, the preaching sound of the Ancient Sage was completely gone.

From the "Earth" character, a wisp of pure Demonic Qi turned into strands of Black Blood cascading down.

A new voice emerged.

"Earth Devils, calamities as well, bearing the foundation of disasters, cultivating from catastrophes..."