114: Shang Wanning, who was furious

Seeing this, Hei Jing felt a chill in his heart; he hurriedly retreated several steps, quickly withdrawing his spear stance to distance himself from the White Lotus Cult Master.

Lowering his head with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, he said in fear and trepidation, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. It was this Subordinate who grew playful, causing the battle to drag on until now!" With that, he knelt on one knee.

Hei Jing's words caused the White Lotus Cult Master, who had just escaped death, to change his expression.

He stared fixedly at Shang Wan Ning, his eyes revealing unprecedented terror!

"Your Majesty?"

A sense of despair immediately welled up in the White Lotus Cult Master's heart—facing the existence of "Her," he had absolutely no chance of victory.

The Underworld Empress, supreme and exalted!

The pressure radiating from Shang Wan Ning was heart-palpitating, heavy as a towering Mount Tai, pressing down on him until he could not catch his breath.

The White Lotus Cult Master felt as if an invisible giant hand was tightly gripping his throat, unable to break free.

The terrifying aura of an underworld deity shrouded the sky above.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Space became distorted.

Everything was imprisoned in a static space.

Even Hei Jing was not spared; he was pressed directly to the ground, his face deathly pale.

His eyes were wide as copper bells, wearing an expression of disbelief.

"Your Majesty, this Subordinate was wrong!!!"

"Heh! To think you could take this long dealing with a small fry from the mortal realm?"

"What on earth have you been doing these past few centuries?"

"Slacking off?"

Hei Jing hung his head, not daring to utter a word in reply.

"Underworld Empress..." The White Lotus Cult Master squeezed the four words out of his throat with difficulty, his voice trembling.

"How... how is this possible?"

"Am I even worthy of the Underworld Empress taking action against me?"

Goosebumps broke out all over the White Lotus Cult Master's body, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode—the White Lotus Sect was destined to be destroyed today, leaving not a shred of possibility for resurgence.

He felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, unable to escape the Underworld Empress's control.

Meanwhile, Qin Canghai was full of terror and at a complete loss.

He had originally thought the Cult Master was in control of the situation, but now it seemed the White Lotus Sect was nothing more than an insignificant ant.

"Offending the Underworld, you should have been prepared to die!" Shang Wan Ning's face was indifferent, her tone carrying a hint of majesty.

"Enough, enough. Today, I shall put an end to all of you and send you directly to Evil Dog Ridge to suffer ten thousand years of punishment!"

A sinister smile curled at the corner of Shang Wan Ning's mouth as she raised her hand and waved it gently.

A chill that seemed to destroy heaven and earth descended from the sky!

Under this strike, the force raged like a violent storm.

In the face of this terrifying devouring power, the White Lotus Cult Master was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, with no power to fight back.

"No, no, no!" The White Lotus Cult Master begged desperately, but it was of no use.

The White Lotus Sect had been fattened up, just like a lamb waiting for slaughter.

Shang Wan Ning did not have the compassionate heart of a Bodhisattva; it was the perfect time to rob the rich to help the poor.

She had been eyeing the magical artifacts and spiritual plants in the White Lotus treasury for a long time.

Although the ghost envoys might not have a use for them, if she were to open an auction house in the future, she would surely make a fortune!

With a blood-curdling scream, the White Lotus Cult Master was swept into the storm and vanished without a trace in an instant.

Shang Wan Ning turned to look at Qin Canghai, the indifference in her gaze enough to freeze a person into ice.

Qin Canghai looked at Lady Meng in terror and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, spare me! This lowly one was merely confused for a moment and blinded by the White Lotus Cult Master; I beg Your Majesty to spare me!"

Shang Wan Ning shook her head slightly and sighed, saying, "You ignorant ants, to dare offend the majesty of the Underworld—how can I easily forgive you?"

"However, considering you are not the mastermind, I can give you a chance."

"The R Country branch of the White Lotus Sect—you should know what to do, right?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Canghai hurriedly kowtowed in gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your mercy. This lowly one will definitely turn over a new leaf and will never do such a thing again."

Shang Wan Ning waved her imperial sleeve, and a dark ray of light shot out, sinking into his shenting acupoint.

Qin Canghai felt a sharp pain in his head, but it soon returned to normal.

"This is a restriction I have placed upon you. If you dare to harbor evil thoughts again, you will surely be severely punished. Also, do your job as a spy well."

After Shang Wan Ning finished speaking, she tore open space with a "swish" and returned to her office.

Leaving Qin Canghai alone on the spot, trembling like a sieve.

"Beep, beep, beep..." Watching the battlefield, Bai Xuan frowned and reached out to take a scorching black token from his waist.

A crisp and melodious female voice came from the token, "The White Lotus Cult Master has been eliminated by me. Handle all other matters yourself. Remember to bring the blood cocoon back to the Underworld without disturbing it, and place it into the Wangchuan River. As for the White Lotus Sect treasury, you must dig three feet deep for me."

Bai Xuan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "As you command, Your Majesty."

"Mm!" After Shang Wan Ning finished speaking, she disconnected the token link with Bai Xuan.

Seeing that Her Majesty had disconnected the communication, Bai Xuan stared coldly at the members of the White Lotus Sect and said in a chilling voice, "You members of the White Lotus Sect have committed many evils over a long time, harming tens of thousands of innocent Xia Kingdom citizens; it is intolerable to heaven."

"Today, we of the Underworld shall act on behalf of heaven to completely eradicate this evil cult!"

"Underworld soldiers, heed my command!" Hei Jing shouted.

"Yes!" The underworld soldiers responded in unison, their momentum like a rainbow.

Bai Xuan continued to order, "Initiate the second phase. Capture all resisting White Lotus Sect members, bring them into the Underworld, interrogate them in turns, and send them to Evil Dog Ridge according to their crimes!"

"As you command!" Upon receiving the order, the underworld soldiers immediately took action.

The White Lotus Sect members revealed looks of terror, instantly dropping their weapons and begging for mercy, "Don't! We know we were wrong, my lords, please spare us!"

Some attempted to struggle and escape, but they had long been bound with iron chains, and their strength could not be exerted at all.

They could only watch helplessly as the underworld soldiers escorted them back to the Underworld.

Bai Xuan watched all of this indifferently, his heart devoid of any ripples.

"I don't want to go to the Underworld, let me go..." The cult members widened their eyes in terror, watching their souls being dragged by a powerful ghost aura into the Gate of the Underworld.

Piercing screams echoed in the air, but they soon vanished into the deep, dark Gate of the Underworld.

As the last cult member was taken into the Underworld, the entire valley became exceptionally quiet.

Only that black Gate of the Underworld stood silently, radiating a heart-palpitating aura.

Having returned to the altar, Hei Jing turned to Bai Xuan and said, "Brother Xuan, this place is not suitable for lingering; let us transport the blood cocoon back to the Underworld as soon as possible."

Bai Xuan nodded, indicating his agreement.

The two of them together drove the magical artifact, the Spirit-Catching Net, and arrived at the edge of the blood pool.

In the blood pool, a blood cocoon several meters high was floating on the dark red water.

Its surface shimmered with eerie blood-red veins, absorbing the resentment from the sacrifices.