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"Damn it!" Wang Changsheng's face darkened. "Now we're in trouble."

He was just a nobody at the third level of the True Qi Realm, who originally only needed to guard the city and report any problems, living a carefree and easy life.

Now, he's being asked to fight against several terrestrial deities—how can he possibly fight them?

The subordinate looked dejected and said, "Yes. Although we have nearly a thousand martial artists in our city, most of them are cultivators at the Physical Body Realm. They have no power to resist when they encounter demons at the Fourth Realm. Alas... I didn't expect that the Demon Suppression Division was still negligent. They should have deployed more Land Immortal Realm cultivators to the border long ago."

“Uh…” Wang Changsheng was speechless. “Land Immortal Realm isn’t like cabbage, how could it be found at every border?”

China is a vast country with abundant resources, a very long border, and numerous cities. Experts are only stationed in important locations.

It's unthinkable to have experts at the level of a terrestrial immortal stationed in every small town!

"That's true. Becoming a terrestrial immortal isn't easy," the subordinate sighed. "Now we have no choice but to fight to the death."

"No!" Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up. "We have another way. Go and tell all the people in the city to come with me to the square, burn incense and pray, and ask the Holy King of Light to descend."

"Uh..." the subordinate was speechless. "Summoning a deity?"

Wang Changsheng shouted, "What are you standing there for? Times have changed. The art of summoning gods is not fake. Moreover, this is a divine and wonderful method passed down from above. Go quickly. If you can summon the Holy King under the Tai Xuan Dao Jun to descend with a divine spirit, even a terrestrial immortal can be easily suppressed."

"Yes, Master Celestial."

His subordinates turned and left. Moments later, thousands of martial artists and tens of thousands of civilians set up incense tables in the square.

On the city wall, Wang Changsheng set up an incense table, his expression solemn.

"Wang Changsheng, a Daoist from the lower realm, pays homage to the Primordial Wuji Taixuan Daojun and the Holy King of Light, and requests the Daojun and the Holy King: Demons have invaded the border and intend to commit wicked deeds. Please descend your divine powers to eliminate the demons outside the city."

Wang Changsheng's voice was firm and resolute.

As the voice faded, streams of incense and spiritual energy converged, transforming into a beam of light that shot into the sky.

Even the demons outside the city could see the scene inside.

"Is that Taoist priest invoking a deity?"

"Haha... You actually believe in God? We all know there is no God in this world!"

Several monsters, hundreds of meters long and resembling prehistoric behemoths, laughed loudly, "Humans are truly foolish. If there were really gods, how could we be so carefree!"

"allow!"

Just then, the incense in the sky gathered together, and a portal of light appeared.

Then, a woman radiating light and with wings on her back appeared in the void.

Her appearance was like a sun, illuminating the world and bathing the surrounding hundreds of miles in holy light.

The sound of scriptures resounded, and flowers of light bloomed.

"Wang Changsheng, a Daoist from the lower realm, pays respects to the Holy King!"

Wang Changsheng was somewhat stunned, never expecting that the so-called Holy King of Light would actually appear as a Western angel.

It doesn't make sense that an Eastern immortal sits beneath a Western angel!

Fortunately, he was of a relatively good temperament; he only paused for a moment before bowing in greeting.

As his voice fell, the warriors on the city wall also paid their respects.

However, his expression was quite something.

They probably shared the same thought as Wang Changsheng—how could there be angels from the Western Bible under the command of the Eastern Dao Lord!

"No need for formalities." Anne said calmly, looking out of the city. "My lord once passed down the Dao of Immortal Martial Arts in this realm. You are also considered part of my Tai Xuan lineage. Since you have burned incense and offered sacrifices today, I will naturally bestow my divine power to help you overcome this difficulty. I hope that you will remain true to your original intentions and never forget the kindness of my lord."

"On behalf of the entire city, Wang Changsheng thanks the Holy King of Light... This kindness and righteousness will never be forgotten."

Not to mention, Hunyuan Wuji Taixuan Daojun is his ancestor.

"Destroy!"

Anne remained expressionless. Suddenly, with a wave of her hand, boundless light descended from the sky, instantly illuminating the area beyond the border as if it were daytime.

The power of light descended, like the sun falling into snow. In an instant, all the demonic energy and demons outside the city turned to ashes, and hundreds of miles around became a holy land of light.

Even the soil carries a hint of light, making it impervious to evil spirits.

By the time Wang Changsheng and the others realized what was happening, Annie had already vanished from the sky.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Holy King of Light!"

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Holy King of Light!"

"Master Celestial, why does our Eastern Daoist Lord have an angel, the Holy King of Light, under his command?" A subordinate suddenly leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Wang Changsheng coughed dryly, glared at him, and said, "Our ancestor is all-powerful. Why can't he have an angel under his command? Then please tell me, according to the mystical arts, our ancestor not only has angels under his command, but also golden crows and qilin!"

"Yes, our ancestor was truly powerful. The enemies we couldn't defeat were all annihilated by the Holy King under our patronage who merely manifested a trace of his power. It's just a pity that those demons were all meritorious."

Wang Changsheng rebuked, "Others are greedy. We should be grateful that we survived this disaster. Now that the demons have been eliminated, quickly send someone to inform the Demon Suppression Division."

The next day.

Once communications were restored, news of the arrival of the Holy King of Light in the border city had spread throughout the entire country of China.

The Demon-Suppressing Division.

The leaders of the Celestial Masters, Maoshan, and Quanzhen sects gathered together, their brows furrowed, their expressions full of entanglement.

"The Holy King of Light has descended to earth, and the West says that angels are their God!"

"Theirs? You tell them to invite the Holy King to descend!" The Celestial Master of the Celestial Masters Sect sneered. "That's not the point. The point is how to revise the scriptures of the Daoist Lord. Angels, how do we add them into the scriptures? The people below and those above all need a complete Daoist scripture!"

"That's easy..." the Quanzhen Sect leader said confidently. "We'll just exaggerate the Dao Lord's supernatural powers, and then it'll make perfect sense for him to have angels or other subordinates, right?"

"Won't this be a blatant exaggeration?"

"You think Daojun isn't that powerful?"

"How could I think that way? Daojun is my ancestor."

"Then there's no problem. Let's do it this way. Our ancestor is the most awesome, and we won't accept any objections!"

"Okay, you're right, what's wrong with bragging about your own ancestor!" 4.8

"Blow, blow hard! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

Chat group.

Su Xiaoxiao: "[Video] The Holy King manifested a wisp of divine thought, and then turned the demon into ashes."

Umaru: "Is summoning gods really that effective?"

Hu Yifei: "I never thought it would actually come in handy."

Han Paopao: "It may not work for us, but it's really effective for my disciples and their descendants when it comes to summoning gods."

Bai Suzhen: "Actually, in my world, the art of summoning gods is also a wonderful technique used by the leaders of various sects to take care of their juniors. Since the true body cannot descend to the mortal realm due to the heavenly rules, incarnations and divine thoughts can do it."

Lin Fengjiao: "Indeed, disciples of major sects enjoy good benefits. In the future, the Tai Xuan lineage will also have such benefits."

Nie Xiaoqian: "By the way, can I use this summoning spell too?"

Ye Hei: "I think it's better for Miss Nie not to use it, otherwise, she might accidentally be purified by the power of light."

Han Paopao: "I've noticed that none of the deities that Daojun has recently bestowed titles upon are friendly to Miss Nie. The Qilin, the Golden Crow, the Angel of Light—aren't they all the nemesis of ghosts?"

Nie Xiaoqian: "..."

Zhang Taixuan: "Miss Nie, it's indeed a good thing you didn't use it. The summoning spell isn't meant for ghosts. But don't worry, I'll go over there later and should be able to solve your problem."

Su Xiaoxiao: "How to solve this? [Curious]"

Chapter 186 Nie Xiaoqian's Choice, Yan Chixia's Shock (7/7, Please Subscribe)

Ye Hei: "Isn't this simple? Just fish Miss Nie out of the river of time, or use your supernatural powers to create a body for her."

Han Paopao: "Indeed, it's quite easy for Daojun."

Su Xiaoxiao: "Wow, if we create a character, wouldn't everything be known?"

Zhang Sanfeng: "Uh... For a great master who has mastered the art of manipulating creation, there are no secrets about people."

Nie Xiaoqian: "[Shy]"

Zhang Taixuan: "Ye Hei, you're wrong about one thing. Rescuing people from the River of Time isn't that easy."

Ye Hei: "Could it be that Miss Nie's world level is very high?"

Zhang Taixuan: "A top-tier middle-thousand world, that's already quite extraordinary. Even if I pulled her out of the River of Time, she wouldn't be able to withstand the backlash and would have to live in other worlds."

Umaru: "Top-tier mid-level thousand? Impossible, the demons on Miss Nie's side aren't much stronger than those on Xiaobai's side."

Hu Yifei: "Is it possible that the story of A Chinese Ghost Story is just a corner of that world?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "[Shocked] You mean, that world is actually the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?!?"

Ye Hei: "If that's the case, then the level is indeed a bit high. I remember that in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, there are gods and a Heavenly Emperor... it's not an ordinary world."

Nie Xiaoqian: "[Shocked] So that's how it is. Then I can only ask the Daoist Master to create a body for me?"

Yue Buqun: "Why is this child still hesitating? He's already incredibly lucky to be alive."

Lin Fengjiao: "Indeed, in the face of life and death, everything else is meaningless. Of course, if Miss Nie wants to continue being a ghost, the Daoist Lord will not force her."

Nie Xiaoqian: "Continue to be a ghost?!"