People from the Xuanmen and special departments quickly took over the area.

The ancient formation on the altar has been destroyed by Mingzhuo, and the followers of the Saha Sect have been placed under guard.

These people were severely brainwashed, and many of them even tried to cause trouble, but Mingzhuo forcefully suppressed them.

Before the outsiders came in, Mingzhuo even opened the gates of hell to pray for the souls of Liu Shuang's parents and other ordinary people.

When officials took over, everything proceeded smoothly and there was no further bloodshed during the takeover process.

Fang Yan was extremely grateful to Ming Zhuo: "Fortunately, you came, otherwise the casualties would have been countless."

Mingzhuo: "Oh, actually I was a bit too reckless. I shouldn't have brought so many people from the production team with me."

The show's host walked over. "How could that be? If you didn't bring us along, and we ended up with that scoundrel Luo Wenxin... that would be terrifying."

The thought that the other party had only raised a finger and caused them to vomit blood filled him with lingering fear.

That was close! I never knew death was so close. I almost died!

Mingzhuo wanted to say that Luo Wenxin wouldn't go on a killing spree, but after thinking about it, he was too lazy to argue.

Luo Wenxin is a god. Although he is not bloodthirsty, he has little pity for human life.

If you find these people annoying, or if you're in a bad mood, killing a few ordinary people is as easy as crushing a few ants; it's no big deal.

She wasn't sure if anyone would lose their life because of this.

The host came over to discuss something. He asked Mingzhuo, "Can the faith and offerings of ordinary people be transformed into power? Just like Junior Sister... Cheng Jingru?"

Mingzhuo nodded. "You could say that."

Gods, of course, consume the offerings and faith of ordinary people; the more believers they have, the stronger they become.

Cheng Jingru is a bit special. She is not a god, but she is blessed with great fortune and has the opportunity to transform this power.

Even if others have these things, it's useless; at most, they'll have more people who like them, and their luck will be slightly better.

The host's eyes lit up immediately: "That's wonderful! We've all discussed it and decided to put your photo in our homes and worship it as a true god!"

Mingzhuo paused for a moment, wanting to say that it wasn't necessary.

But the host had already turned around and excitedly went to talk to the program crew.

Qiao Song stood to the side: "Although I don't think it will necessarily be useful, Advisor Ruan, I really want to worship you."

He really wanted to cling to this powerful, wealthy man for a long, long time, and never let go.

The reason he's been able to stay on this show for so long isn't because of his talent, but because he has great insight and luck!

Thinking about what he did, he actually regarded Luo Wenxin as a weakling like himself, and even wanted to form a deep friendship with her. He was really throwing his head into the tiger's mouth.

He is still scared when he thinks about it now. He is only alive because of Advisor Ruan's care!

Consultant Ruan is his eternal god!

Mingzhuo: "...Fine, whatever makes you happy."

Although Madam Luo's resentment and willpower were cleared, her body was severely depleted of energy and spirit, and she aged considerably overnight.

She was the leader of the Saha sect and had many lives on her hands, so naturally she could not escape judgment.

Luo Zhi's ghost floated beside her: "Mother..."

The boy's soul was pure and gentle, which surprised even those from the Xuanmen and special departments, as they rarely saw such a pure white soul.

One must have been a good person for several lifetimes to remain so untainted.

According to Luo Zhi's destiny, if he wasn't burdened with some divine mission, everything he did in his life would go smoothly.

If he were in the Taoist sect, he would surely have achieved great things; unfortunately, he was in the Saha sect.

It's a real shame.

Wu Jiao from Xuanmen came in person this time to discuss matters concerning Gu Xu and Luo Zhi with Ming Zhuo.

"Since the twins are the bodies of gods descended from heaven, shouldn't we protect them?"

He heard everyone talking about what happened last night and thought to himself, "That was so close!"

Luo Wenxin brazenly appeared on television programs right under everyone's noses and entered and exited the Xuanmen headquarters several times, yet no one noticed anything amiss.

This is not some evil spirit, but a deity. Can these cultivators really contend with a deity?

Mingzhuo: "I will protect them."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief. The enemy was too mysterious and unpredictable; he wouldn't trust anyone else to handle this matter.

Now, the only thing the Xuanmen can rely on is Mingzhuo.

Mingzhuo comforted him, saying, "You don't need to be too nervous. He hasn't truly descended yet; it's just a wisp of his soul that's been projected. He's not powerful enough to be invincible. Besides, even if his true form came, I would still kill him without hesitation."

Wu Jiao knew, of course, that was not the real body. The Great Dao is ruthless, yet it also has feelings.

If an alien god wants to invade, it must first ask whether this world or the beings in this world agree.

The key is the ritual of invoking the gods. If someone actually performs this ritual and there is a suitable vessel, then the gods from beyond the heavens will truly descend.

At that time... I fear a catastrophe will befall us, and the world will change color.

As for the latter half of Mingzhuo's words, he took them as the angry words of a young man and not to be taken seriously.

"In any case, we must take good care of Gu Xu and Luo Zhi, including Luo Zhi's health."

Luo Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we cremate my physical body?"

Madam Luo must have used some secret method; his body hasn't decomposed at all even after so long of his death. It's hard to say whether the other party will find it disgusting and want to take advantage of him.

It would be better to strike at the root of the problem and eliminate any chance for the other party.

Gu Xu suddenly said, "But I think he probably doesn't want to befall the Holy Child."

Although he didn't know why, he had a feeling that he was the key to the failure of the ceremony, and Luo Wenxin probably realized it too.

This time, the other party infiltrated the program crew, intending to sit back and watch the tigers fight, but their main target was not them, but to take the opportunity to eliminate the Saha Sect.

He Wangyao asked, not understanding, "Why does he want to eradicate the Saha Sect? Isn't the Saha Sect his own?"

Without followers, what can a commander without troops do?

Mingzhuo seemed to be thinking: "Axu, please continue."

Gu Xu: "I might have a business mindset. The early, unregulated development of many things is bound to be messy. If a company wants to go public, it must deal with some of the problems from the past."

He Wangyao understood: "You mean, he wants to clear his name?"

Mingzhu pondered, "He actually had another purpose this time, which was to test whether the holy child was the key to the ritual—but perhaps he has already determined that the holy child is not necessary."

The information they now have has been passed down for thousands of years.

No one knows how much personal motive the deity had involved, and there's no way to verify it.

"If he wants to clear his name, he has to abandon the entire Saha Sect..." A terrifying thought flashed through He Wangyao's mind, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

"You mean he's found the root cause of the ritual's failure and plans to start it again?"