A Lowly Officer of the Demon Suppression Bureau

"When demons violate Heaven's laws, I enforce their punishment according to the rules."

The Demon Suppression Bureau had repeated those words for three hundred years.

For three hundred years, the rules had been set by enforcers of transcendent cultivation. Until today, when a mortal joined the Hall of Discipline.

His name was Lu Zhao. On his first day, he signed a life-and-death pledge and took on a suicidal assignment: lay down the law to a thousand-year-old great demon.

The great demon in its prison laughed at him. "A mere mortal thinks he can punish this lord?"

Lu Zhao looked up and replied, "Demon, when you violated Heaven's laws, did you ever think this day would come?"

That night, the lights of the Demon Suppression Bureau came on seven times.

A black flood dragon with three thousand years of cultivation fell to its knees.

The rules of the Demon Suppression Bureau were never meant for demons...