Nalan Huaide covered his face with one hand and waved the other gently, saying, "Do it!"

The executioner on the stage bowed and said, "Please take your seat, Lord Shang!"

Shang Xingyan walked calmly to the seat on the stage, adjusted his clothes, and sat upright.

The executioner waved again: "Raise the bamboo screen!"

Several ghost soldiers rushed onto the Ghost Execution Platform and quickly erected a circle of wooden sticks around Shang Xingyan. They then placed bamboo screens between the sticks, and three bamboo screens were lowered.

A ghost soldier lifted the bamboo screen in front of Shang Xingyan and said, "Everyone, say what you need to say quickly! This is the last chance."

In the past, executions were public and exemplary, carried out in broad daylight to warn future generations and deter evildoers.

The underworld officials deliberately surrounded Shang Xingyan with bamboo screens because they felt that Shang Xingyan should not be executed.

The civil officials standing under the stage bowed in unison: "Farewell, Lord Shang!"

Shang Xingyan returned the salute with cupped hands, and the last bamboo screen fell.

Just as the executioner raised his knife, someone shouted, "Spare his life!"

Nalan Huaide looked at Judge Wei, who was rushing over, and couldn't help but cheer. The civil officials under the stage also celebrated. Judge Wei handed an imperial decree to Shang Xingyan and said, "Lord Yama has ordered you to read the decree yourself."

Nalan Huaide was the first to rush onto the Ghost Execution Platform. When he saw the imperial decree, he couldn't help but frown—it was clearly a blank imperial decree with a large seal on it.

Lord Yama had given the power of choice to Shang Xingyan himself.

This was the greatest test for him.

Shang Xingyan was silent for a moment, then he raised the imperial decree in a dignified manner and said loudly: "The guilty official Shang Xingyan, who privately altered the book of life and death, is guilty of an unpardonable crime. Considering his meager contributions, he is sentenced to the Prisoner Camp, to go to war with the army until death!"

Judge Wei nodded slightly and said, "Lord Shang, you are worthy of being a Confucian disciple, worthy of being an underworld official."

"Men, return Lord Shang's red robe and black gauze hat."

Shang Xingyan put on the red robe, but returned the black gauze hat to Judge Wei: "Thank you, Judge, for your kindness. I, Shang, have committed a serious crime. Being allowed to wear the red robe is already a great favor; I cannot wear the black gauze hat again."

Judge Wei solemnly accepted the black gauze hat: "This hat, I will have someone seal it up to show to future generations."

Shang Xingyan, holding the imperial decree in one hand, with disheveled hair, walked towards the Gate of Ghosts.

Nalan Huaide quickly took off his black gauze hat: "The guilty official Nalan Huaide, without achievements, holding a position without doing any work, fails to live up to Lord Yama's trust, and voluntarily demotes himself to the Prisoner Camp to go to war until death."

"The guilty official Li Bing, damaged military equipment, voluntarily demotes himself to the Prisoner Camp to go to war until death."

"The guilty official Wang Long, lost military horses, voluntarily demotes himself to the Prisoner Camp to go to war until death."

"The guilty official..."

One by one, the red-robed civil officials took off their black gauze hats, wore their red robes, and followed Shang Xingyan towards the Gate of Ghosts.

Along the way, more and more civil officials joined the ranks. By the time the two ninth-rank gatekeepers at the Gate of Ghosts joined the team, the number of civil officials going to war had reached three thousand.

The three thousand red robes were like a fiery dragon, winding their way, leaving the underworld and appearing before Liangjie Mountain (Two Realms Mountain).

The 300,000-strong army led by Hei Bai Wuchang (Black and White Impermanence) had already joined the battle, with the Tianhun (Heavenly Souls) and the underworld forces fighting fiercely.

The three thousand civil officials descended on the city wall of Liangjie Mountain and said in unison: "Confucius said: A man of lofty ideals and benevolence will not seek to live at the expense of benevolence, but will sacrifice his life to achieve benevolence."

"Mencius said: Life is what I desire; righteousness is also what I desire. If I cannot have both, I will give up life and choose righteousness."

"Confucius spoke of achieving benevolence, and Mencius spoke of choosing righteousness. Only when righteousness is exhausted can benevolence be achieved. What have we learned from reading the books of sages? From now on, we can be almost free from shame."

Righteous energy rose from the red-robed civil officials, turning into golden flames, flowing down from the city wall, spreading along the mountain, and covering the mountains in an instant.

The righteous energy of the three thousand red robes and the self-sacrificing righteousness of the hundred thousand sorcerers merged together, complementing each other, and the raging fire blazed straight into the sky.

Liangjie Mountain was burning furiously, but the three thousand red robes in the flames smiled and disappeared one after another.

Li Chunfeng's voice choked as he murmured: "Well done, well done... Lao Shang (Old Shang) didn't disgrace our Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"As long as there is one member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard alive, we must send Lao Shang's memorial tablet to the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness. We can't let those civil officials snatch it away!"

"Li Po, is the Yitian Bureau (Game of Heaven) completed yet?"

"We don't have much time left, and the troops of Generals Black and White can't withstand the attrition either!"

At this time, I was also anxious, and I couldn't help but pace back and forth in place.

Although Hei Bai Wuchang came with heavy troops, the number of Tianhun was impossible to calculate. It was only because the Heavenly Prison had not been completely breached by the Tianhun from within that the Tianhun had not launched a full-scale attack.

However, the Tianhun could continuously pour out of the Heavenly Prison.

Even if Hei Bai Wuchang's limited troops fought against the Tianhun with a ratio of ten to one, a hundred to one, or even a thousand to one, the final result would still be a certain defeat.

Hei Bai Wuchang were just buying us time to break into the Heavenly Prison.

The game between Zero and the Heavenly Dao could not be disturbed, and I couldn't understand the outcome of this game, so I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, running around in circles.

Li Chunfeng said in a deep voice: "Li Po, if Zero still can't awaken the Heavenly Dao in another hour, then you will all stay in the Yin-Yang Inn!"

"Your master and I will go out and seal the Yin-Yang Inn, turning it into a secret realm for the inheritance of human sorcerers."

"You stay here and wait for the opportunity to fight the Tianhun again!"