We all saw it. This blow was not blocked by Master’s strength.
It was the saber in Master’s hand that had a major issue.
This saber was definitely no ordinary item; it must have a great origin.
As we were pondering, a ghost officer charged at us, red-faced and wielding a large scythe.
He cleaved a corpse monster to death with one scythe swing and then stated,
“The saber Master Gu holds is the Ghost King’s weapon. When Master Gu came up, the Ghost King gave it to him for protection.”
Hearing this, our hearts all trembled.
The Ghost King?
Who was the Ghost King? He was the leader of the Ten Yin Marshals of the Underworld, the commander of the Imperial Guard specifically responsible for defending Fengdu City.
In the Underworld, he was the head of the Ministry of War, second only to the Ten Halls of Yama.
No wonder. Although the Ghost King was a Yin Marshal of the Underworld, he couldn’t compare to the great deities worshipped in temples and monasteries.
But he still possessed divine status; he was a minor god.
His exclusive weapon was naturally of divine quality.
We never expected Master to be doing so well down there that the Ghost King would lend him his weapon.
Liang Lin, who had been sent flying back, retreated in fear.
Master, however, advanced once more, crushing his way forward.
Seeing this, our Uncle Master gulped down some medicinal wine. Already under the effects of the summoning technique, he became even fiercer.
“Kill!”
Uncle Master charged forward. As for us,
Qing Dai and I exchanged a glance and followed suit. Old Mo and Qiu Xi also quickly attacked.
Ahead, the fight raged fiercely, reaching a fever pitch.
Everyone was now red-eyed from battle. Fleeing?
That was a disgrace. As cultivators of the Bai school.
Uphold the Way, die for the Way.
Act on behalf of Heaven, combat demons for the world, even martyrdom was not to be shirked.
In terms of high-end combatants.
We had Master, Qing Dai, and others.
The five demon souls, leading the ghost cavalry, were constantly charging forward, achieving some results.
Hu San Tai Nai injured one of the Demon Emperor’s generals with a claw strike, also gaining an advantage in breaking the formation.
Wu Di Lao Mu also sent over ten ghost soldiers flying with a sweep of her tail, and along with other rat clan powerhouses, they were steadily advancing and holding back two ghost generals.
The Azure Pine True Person, as the盟主 (alliance leader), had unfathomable cultivation.
It could be said that he was undoubtedly the most powerful being present at the moment; even Qing Dai might be weaker than him.
At this moment, he pierced a ghost general with his sword and, leading the Wudang disciples, charged forward with raised swords.
However, our losses were also considerable.
A ghost general had breached the Qingcheng Sect.
Elder Yun Qing, who had helped us defeat the Nine-Life Corpse Cat, was smashed to death with a single hammer blow while protecting Yunxia Gu.
Yunxia Gu was also injured and fell to the ground. Qiu Xi spat blood, finding it difficult to rise. More than half of the Qingcheng disciples were killed.
Even Sect Master Qing Ye was severely wounded.
Daoist Ju Cheng of Bai Niu Mountain, along with Yun Long and Yun Hu, were trapped in a siege of ghost soldiers.
In order to protect Yun Long and Yun Hu, Daoist Ju Cheng performed a self-detonating talisman, intending to perish with the ghost soldiers to preserve them.
Gu Qian Yue, along with his two senior brothers, Meng You and Meng Fang, and some rogue cultivators, were fighting their way through the corpse horde, their bodies covered in blood.
Even though Meng Fang’s physical body had died, he continued to fight as a ghost.
Longhu Mountain’s Wang Qi, a fellow I and Old Mo had fought several times, and who clearly didn’t see eye-to-eye with us,
was now saving two of his fellow disciples. He was bitten on the neck by a ghoul, blood gushing out, but he refused to retreat, fighting to the death.
The Seven Injuries True Person of the Kongtong Sect, whose physical body had died earlier, now had his soul scattered.
Kongtong’s senior disciple Zhang Zhi, along with his junior sister Shen Ling and others, roared and charged into the horde of ghouls. Though heavily wounded, they ensured their formation’s position was not lost.
Emei Sect’s Abbess Hei Yun, leading a group of Emei disciples, was also engaged in battle with a group of demonic Taoists, suffering heavy casualties.
And then there were Shaolin disciples Kong Ming, Master Jing Ye, and others, as well as the Huang family members like Huang Jie, and the northeastern spirit mediums like Zhu Yi Ke and their contingents.
They were all holding their positions, fighting to the death.
Everyone understood that in the current confrontation, whoever retreated was doomed.
Once surrounded by the enemy, they wouldn’t be the only ones to die.
If this demon-slaying campaign failed, heaven and earth would fall into chaos, and all living beings would suffer.
It wouldn’t just be these people who died, but potentially their parents, friends, brothers, and sisters…
Everyone charged forward with indomitable will.
Many fell during the battle, but none stopped.
And I, too, did not stop.
By this time, Master had entangled Liang Lin, and all of us attacked together.
Seeing that they could no longer withstand the assault, another ghost general charged in.
This one wielded twin hammers; it was the same ghost general who had devastated the Qingcheng Sect.
As soon as he appeared, Qing Dai coldly stated,
“Invincible General, Liang Fang.”
“Princess, it has been a long time. I let you escape in the Southern Wilderness jungle back then, but this time, you have no chance.”
The opponent spoke arrogantly, tall and over two meters in height.
Hearing the opponent’s name, I couldn’t help but frown.
Legend had it that this Liang Fang was a formidable general under Wang Mang in his lifetime, exceptionally brave.
He fought four against one at the Battle of Kunyang.
He soundly defeated four founding generals of the Eastern Han Dynasty—Diao Qi, Ma Wu, Cen Peng, and Du Mao—making a name for himself in a single battle.
Now transformed into a ghost general under Wang Mang, the aura emanating from him was enough to prove his power.
Furthermore, he mentioned the Southern Wilderness.
Earlier, Qing Dai had been injured and nearly died while searching for a way to extend my life.
I hadn’t expected this fellow to be responsible.
His mentioning it was one thing, but it ignited my killing intent.
Tonight, not only would I kill Liang Lin to avenge our Master’s Master, but I would also kill this fellow to vent Qing Dai’s anger…