Fang Jian looked at the Qinghua Temple disciples below, his face stern and resolute. He shouted in a stern voice, "Qinghua Temple has no moral principles and is a disaster for the region. You have coerced the immortal officials to seize the earth veins for your own selfish gain, causing great suffering to the people. I, Fang Jian, uphold the laws of heaven and sentence you to death!"

Upon hearing this, the audience at Qinghua looked up at Fang Jian.

The only remaining elder from Qinghua Temple shouted at Fang Jian, "Under the Way of Heaven, all things are constantly renewed. We are merely blazing new trails. The life and death of a mere mortal is but a moment. If a new path is blazed, it will lead to the flourishing of all living things. How could we be wrong?"

"Our Qinghua Temple is not wrong!" everyone shouted loudly.

Fang Jian raised his right hand slightly, then pressed his palm downwards slightly, and said in a stern tone: "Execute the law of heaven, and destroy it with thunder and fire!"

As Fang Jian finished speaking, the thirty-six righteous heavenly thunders arrived in response, and the entire sky and underground of Qinghua Temple were suddenly covered with dense thunders.

Under the thunder from the sky, all the disciples of Qinghua Temple, no matter if they were True Immortals or Yang Gods, as long as they owed karma to living beings, were all reduced to ashes at this moment.

The Thirty-Six Heavenly Thunders continued to strike for a whole cup of tea until there was no one left alive in the entire Qinghua Temple.

At this moment, outside Huarong Mountain, dozens of immortal lights stopped a hundred miles away. They looked at the situation here but did not get closer.

Fang Jian knew that these immortal lights had just arrived here and were probably cultivators from other places.

After Fang Jian acquired the Thirty-Six Heavenly Thunders, the world became peaceful again, but the Qinghua Temple was completely destroyed.

At this moment, a voice rang out from the airspace a hundred miles away, "I am from Taiyi Temple, Yuan Ding. May I ask which Immortal Master of the Heavenly Court this is?"

Fang Jian looked in the direction of the voice and immediately locked onto a Golden Immortal Taoist priest a hundred miles away.

Fang Jian then bowed and said, "I, Fang Jian of the Heavenly Court, am here to enforce the law by order of the Great Emperor Qinghua of the Eastern Pole."

Just as Fang Jian finished speaking, a surprised voice came over: "Could it be the Taoist Master Hongqing who wiped out the Gucang Temple and suppressed the Bodhisattva Baotanhua in Buzhou Mountain, Fang Jian?"

"That's right." Fang Jian nodded in response.

The gods around them took a deep breath. Qinghua Temple was isolated from the news, but they were not isolated from the news at all.

If it weren't for the huge fight at Qinghua Temple today, they would never have come here.

"Qinghua Temple is doing evil things. We used to be on good terms with them. We tried to dissuade them many times but they refused to listen. So we had no choice but to cut off all ties. Today, we heard the sounds of fighting here and came to check on the situation. We never thought that it was Master Hongqing who was executing the law of heaven." A female immortal in the Golden Immortal Realm bowed.

"We did not come here intentionally, and we hope we have not disturbed Master Hongqing."

The other immortals also bowed their heads and said, "I hope Master Hongqing will forgive me."

Are you kidding? Fang Jian even dared to suppress the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism. Even if these people have Taoist bosses standing behind them, they should not offend Fang Jian if they can, otherwise they will get themselves into trouble.

What people who practice cultivation fear the most are troubles and cause and effect. Once you get involved with these things, you will suffer a lot. Even if you can win in the end, the unnecessary losses and efforts are not worth it.

Fang Jian waved his hand, then bowed and said, "My fellow Daoists, I am under the order of the Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole of the Central Sky to rectify the immortal officials of Dongsheng Shenzhou. Therefore, I will be inspecting the prefectures where your immortal mountains are located in the near future. I hope that you will give me more convenience when I go."

"Of course!" the immortals responded one after another.

They saw Fang Jian destroy Qinghua Temple. Although they did not see how Master Yu Ji died with their own eyes, they saw how Yang Yuzhen fell.

Not to mention anything else, they knew clearly the origin of the pestle in Fang Jian's hand, because their ancestor had already told them about it through a decree.

That was one of the magical treasures of Vairocana Tathagata, the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle, which was snatched away by Fang Jian through some unknown means.

They knew more about the sins of Qinghua Temple than Fang Jian, but because Qinghua Temple was the Taoist temple of the Eastern Qinghua Emperor, they did not care much about this trivial matter.

But now, Zhenren Hongqing of the Heavenly Court is ordered by the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East to deal with Qinghua Temple. It is not difficult to see that the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East can no longer tolerate the chaos in Qinghua Temple.

Then Fang Jian said to the gods who were watching around him, "I still have to take care of the aftermath. If you fellow Taoists have nothing else to do, please go back. I will visit you again in a while."

Upon hearing this, all the immortals bowed their heads in agreement, then said goodbye and left. After seeing what happened to Qinghua Temple today, they also wanted to go back and check themselves to see if anyone in their sect had violated the Heavenly Laws.

Otherwise, by the time Fang Jian comes to investigate, it will be too late.

...

After all the onlookers had left, General Yuan Dao, the commander of the altar-breaking corps, flew to Fang Jian with a flushed face.

"Please forgive me, sir. Yang Yuzhen just blew up her soul and body. The power was so strong that I couldn't stop it." Yuan Dao said a little embarrassedly.

Fang Jian gently waved his hand and said, "She is a Xuanxian, and you are a Zhenxian. It's normal that you can't stop her."

Yuan Dao nodded, and Fang Jian asked, "Where are the elixir bottle and Yuan Jing?"

Yuan Dao said, "Master, their injuries are worse than mine. I have locked them up in the mountains below."

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Go back and keep an eye on them. Don't let anything unexpected happen, or I'll hold you accountable."

"Yes, sir!" Yuan Dao clasped his fists and accepted the order, then flew down from the clouds and landed in the mountains and rivers below.

At this time, Fang Jian stood on the top of the cloud, the breeze blew his clothes, the white clouds were swirling, and the sunlight shone through the vast land.

Suddenly, he saw a clear, golden light flash in the only remaining temple in Qinghua Temple below. His face changed slightly, and he immediately flew down and came to the outside of the temple.

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