A sword pierced Qian Guang's nape!

Instantly, flames of anger flared, only to be suppressed by the You Sheng Mantra. Qian Guang howled miserably as Ji Xiang scooped up mud from the Three Purities Bell and gave him a proper mud mask.

"No... mmm, mmm!"

Qian Guang's mouth was stuffed with mud. After struggling for a moment, his anger was finally exhausted. He could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, completely still. The fire energy within him escaped in all directions, the dignity of a true god vanished without a trace, leaving only a withered, charred corpse.

Ji Xiang, having killed Qian Guang, hurriedly began to loot the body, obtaining a good item from him.

Well... it couldn't exactly be called "good." Ji Xiang didn't know how to describe his harvest. It was actually the bowl-sized hole on Qian Guang's back, which, when removed from the charred corpse, turned out to be a dark, lacquered earthenware jar.

The words appearing in the Inner Vision Divine Tablet were:

[Evil Jar: The Evil Jar is full.]

[The Kitchen God has two jars, one for good and one for evil. Qian Guang's Good Jar was shattered during the Tianbao era, leaving only the Evil Jar. Left behind during the thirteenth year of the Tianbao era of the Tang Dynasty, it can imprison and refine filth and vile things, turning them into a black bean in just one day.]

[Eating a black bean brings misfortune.]

[The Evil Jar can only refine one bean a day. If it is filled, it will bring death to the jar's holder. This is divine punishment.]

The fire beans in this Evil Jar were all gone, with only a You Sheng Mantra lying inside. Clearly, those fire beans had been destroyed by the You Sheng Mantra.

"Thank you for the compliment, I am the villain of the Great Ming!"

Ji Xiang muttered to himself, picked up the earthenware jar, and went to find Song Zhongzheng. This guy wasn't lying far away. Ji Xiang quickly went up to rummage through his belongings. The legacy left by these two ancient true gods was more abundant than Song Wuji's.

However, their incense offerings were less than Song Wuji's. Qian Guang had been completely drained by him, so there wasn't a single drop of incense left.

Song Zhongzheng only had two thousand incense offerings here, while the Red Banner Child only had eight hundred.

Two thousand eight hundred incense offerings merged into his main body, and Ji Xiang immediately felt as energetic as if he'd been injected with chicken blood. The incense energy flowed into his physical body, and his strength also increased.

When rummaging through Song Zhongzheng's belongings, with just a touch, apart from the national prestige incense, a ball of firelight was quickly absorbed into his body!

The Inner Vision Divine Tablet reappeared with text!

[Fire God Essence (Remnant): The essence of Heaven, belonging to the category of gods.]

[Remnants of the Fire God Essence of Song Zhongzheng, the envoy of the planet Mars! Can greatly enhance the power of the human body's divine fire!]

[After refining the Fire God Essence, one will not fear ordinary fire.]

Ji Xiang circulated a little mana, and the Fire God Essence had already merged into his body. Sure enough, the fire energy in various parts of his body became much more vigorous. Song Zhongzheng's divine essence could help cultivators better consolidate each realm!

This was, after all, something left behind by a true god, and Ji Xiang's main body just happened to be a god of incense!

What a coincidence! I'll accept your essence.

Ji Xiang was quite happy now.

Cultivation requires a solid foundation at every stage. The stronger the foundation, the stronger one can become later! The reason why some physically weak people cannot cultivate is because they lack fire energy in their bodies, leading to an excess of Yin and a decline of Yang. Forcibly taking tonic substances can lead to these people dying early or suddenly, which is the reason.

Insufficient fire energy and forced intake of tonics are harmful and not beneficial to the body.

Before cultivation, one must strengthen the body, from the smallest physical exercises to reciting scriptures to strengthen one's inner spirit, reaching a state where essence, energy, and spirit are all excellent. Only then can one attempt to "force metal with fire."

The surrounding fire blazed fiercely. After quickly looting the bodies, Ji Xiang did not delay any longer.

If he delayed any longer, the Wanli Emperor would probably give up.

Ji Xiang stood in front of the wall of fire in the fire field. The firelight brought rolling heat waves, illuminating the entire long street!

Before the great fire, Ji Xiang first saw the Torch Mouth Ghost, using Consort Shang's jade hairpin to ignite the fire, and then chanting in its mouth. The jade hairpin was immediately wrapped in mana, and vaguely, a phantom of an evil-faced divine king appeared!

Then, using this jade hairpin to ignite the fire, the jade hairpin actually flew up by itself, flying towards the Torch Mouth Ghost!

Seeing this, Ji Xiang's expression brightened, and at this moment, he slowly raised his magic sword!

Summoning wind and rain, driving thunder and lightning!

........

In the fire field, at the end of West Second Long Street, the Wanli Emperor and his entourage had no place to move.

The fire behind them swallowed everything, and the palaces on both sides turned to ashes. The raging fire covered the surrounding corpses in light, and the滔天 heat wave was already unbearable for Consort Zheng and Empress Wang.

The flames in front also surrounded them, and the Wanli Emperor could only rage helplessly in the fire.

The dignified Emperor of the Great Ming was actually going to die in a fire!

"If it were a natural fire, then so be it if I died, but to die at the hands of these monsters, and in my own palace, how can I be willing!"

The Wanli Emperor's anger had risen from his body, and the most powerful part of the Great Ming's national prestige had begun to burn.

The Wanli Emperor relied on the deterrence of his imperial status to prevent many gods, ghosts, and monsters from approaching, but the fire set by the gods, ghosts, and monsters would gradually kill the Wanli Emperor.

This was the "Son of Heaven's Wrath."

And the two children in the flames, looking at the Wanli Emperor's angry appearance, whispered:

"The Son of Heaven's wrath, joy should not be joyful about things without joy, anger should not be angry about things without anger."

The two children were very happy.

The Wanli Emperor was about to be provoked to the point of losing his mind.

It was already the third quarter of the Zi hour, and the Fire Lord should be coming.

But why hadn't the Three Fire Gods arrived yet?

"Why haven't the Three Fire Gods arrived yet? The Emperor is about to die."

"Mr. Song hasn't come either! He can't see this beautiful scene."

The two children talked to each other. The Wanli Emperor, hearing their childish voices, yet speaking words of killing as play, immediately scolded loudly:

"I wrongly enfeoffed evil gods, allowing you things to gain an advantage! You dare to steal the Fire God's name and usurp the divine position!"

The Wanli Emperor stood in place, with a lot of white smoke rising from his body. He looked at the Fire Lord and then turned to see the two children.

At this time, the two children said:

"We were enfeoffed by you, and you followed the proper rituals, so how can there be any talk of evil gods! It is useless to scold us here, refuting our divine bodies."

The Wanli Emperor stared at them deeply and said:

"Falsely taking divine positions, killing countless people, burning my palace! Do you know how much sin you have committed!"

"Forcing and besieging the Emperor is treason; burning down the palace is a great rebellion; killing people in the palace is inhuman; attacking the Emperor is disrespectful; attacking superiors is unjust!"

The Wanli Emperor scolded a few times, but the two children just laughed.

These two children pointed at the Emperor and said, "The Emperor is anxious, the Emperor is anxious!"

Anxiety was useless!

The red-clothed child said, "What can we do if we have committed the five evils?"

"Today you are still the greatest Emperor in the world, but tomorrow you will not be. Your ten evils are useless now."

"We are true gods. If you say we are evil gods today, then we are. Tomorrow we will still be true gods."

The Wanli Emperor beat his chest in anger. At this time, the fire circle was getting closer and closer to him, and he could no longer hold on.

The two children smiled.

But at this moment, a streak of fire flew from the south, crossing over the fire field, visible to everyone!

It struck directly into the huge Torch Mouth Ghost God!

The jade hairpin flew away to ignite the fire, and the ghost god exclaimed, its huge body rumbling and moving, as if in angry defiance.

Suddenly, a thunderous and majestic voice was heard between heaven and earth!

"Yet all sentient beings have a co-born spirit that follows their actions."

"Yama is here!"