The Immortal Official Has Ordered

Chapter 602: Bashan's Changes [Seeking monthly votes! ]

On the top of Huanshen Peak, Xiao Moxian stood alone, looking majestic in the wind.

In his hand he held a large flag, which was a magical weapon that ranked at the top of the list of immortal objects in the world. It could make the sun and the moon blind and change the color of the wind and clouds. There were eighteen altars stacked up on the hillside below, covering the entire mountain. As he waved the flag, a rolling wind swept across the fields.

"The sky and the earth are dark, and the world is changing color." He shouted loudly, "Call the soul!"

The altar below began to activate. Ghostly fires lit up, bells and chimes hummed, and there was a faint sound that seemed to reach the underworld.

A dark wind blows in the wilderness.

The Yin army troops at the foot of the mountain had no idea what was happening. They were shouting and trying to keep their footing when faint ghost fires appeared from all directions. There were also shadows that completely blended into the darkness, which were almost imperceptible to the naked eye and could only be detected by spiritual sense as a trace of Yin energy.

Those were the souls of the dead who died tragically in the land of Jiuyang. They were summoned at this time and rushed towards the army of Yin Kingdom.

Qi Kunlun sneered: "The demons of Huanshen Peak are really at their wits' end and can only summon these lonely ghosts to fill the gap."

The strength of a ghost is not only related to the resentment at the time of death, but also to the cultivation level during life.

When ordinary people die, they usually vanish into smoke, leaving nothing behind; unless they have deep resentment, their spirit remains and clings to the ghostly lanterns around them, transforming into small evil creatures such as lantern monsters.

If they collide with a strong man, they will be broken in an instant, not to mention the soldiers in this army who are as fierce as wolves and tigers.

Some people who have achieved great accomplishments may transform into ghosts after their death, wandering among the mountains and wilderness. If they find someone with a weak body, they may be able to successfully take over their body.

For these lonely ghosts with incomplete spiritual consciousness, they basically have no ability to think too much. Taking over the body is engraved in their instinctive thoughts, so they will rush to collide with living things when they see them. However, most of the time, they kill 80 enemies and lose 250 of their own. Not only will they fail to take over the body, but they will also be destroyed.

If the person who is hit is weak, he will at most get a serious illness; if he is strong, he may not feel anything.

The ones that suddenly surrounded them in the darkness were nothing more than lantern monsters and ghosts, never mind that. The hundreds of thousands of soldiers present formed a formation with yang energy that surged to the sky. Even the strongest ghost king would be scared to death if he came in. He would not be able to leave safely unless he turned around and kowtowed.

But everything cannot be separated from quantity.

One lantern monster is extremely weak, a hundred of them are a hundred times weaker, what about ten thousand of them?
The countless lantern monsters and ghosts around were like mosquitoes flying in the face on a summer night, hitting the body with a crackling sound. One or two hits were fine, but too many hits were really unbearable. In just a few moments, some soldiers had already shivered and fell stiffly.

What's more serious is that the surrounding environment is pitch dark and the soldiers can't see anything. They are also being hit by ghosts one after another, endlessly, with no idea when it will end, and their minds are inevitably getting more panicked.

The formation finally became chaotic, and a large number of soldiers retreated spontaneously. As a result, they bumped into and trampled on each other, and their own people became the most dangerous.

"How dare this little lantern monster disrupt our army's formation?"

Qi Kunlun raised his eyebrows in anger, and the black fire unicorn beast under his crotch roared towards the sky, making a thunderous sound, which instantly shattered large groups of lantern monsters around him.

Poor lantern monsters, they were summoned by the Illusion God Peak and then ruthlessly strangled by the Yin army. From birth to death, they had no autonomy or dignity at all.

But this was only a short break, as the subsequent evil spirits continued like a tide, stretching endlessly. The three army commanders had no choice but to command their own troops, with the rear team turning to the front team in the darkness, temporarily withdrawing from the range of the large formation and thinking of countermeasures.

Fortunately, Jiuyang had no more reinforcements at this time, otherwise if they were taken advantage of the opportunity to ambush and kill him, I dare not imagine how many casualties Yin’s army would have suffered.

But if they can't resolve this dark and gloomy formation, the Yin army will not be able to climb the Phantom God Peak.

……

Just when the Yin army was blocked again at the foot of Huanshen Peak, strange changes also occurred on Bashan Mountain thousands of miles away. The recent changes in the outside world have not affected Bashan Mountain. Since Liang Yue returned the dragon energy of Liangzhou, the sky has gradually returned to normal, with good weather and good harvests, and the refugees who had fled before have returned one after another.

His own territory was stable, and King Zhu was able to concentrate on seclusion and seek a breakthrough.

Although he was at the top of the Tongtian Ranking, it did not mean that he was the person closest to the Immortal Realm. In fact, all Grandmasters were the same distance away from the Immortal Realm, only one opportunity away.

No one knows when this opportunity will come, so we can only pursue it hard. Even if it is useless, it is still a prayer for God's mercy.

Therefore, during this period of time, except for some powerful people who had to participate in the battle between Yin Kingdom and Jiuyang, most of the powerful grand masters were actually in seclusion waiting for opportunities.

In a wide cave in the back mountain, red light flickered, and King Zhu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with nine red-gold dragons circling above his head. Looking closely, they were all transformed from the strong energy he exhaled from his nose.

With every inhalation and exhalation, the avenue trembles.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the cave: "Boss!"

"Hu——" King Zhu returned his internal energy to his body, opened his eyes, and with a flick of his sleeve, the door to the cave opened, revealing the figure of Chunyu Fu.

"Military advisor?" He asked in a deep voice, "Didn't you say that when I was in seclusion, everything would be decided by my second and third brothers? What important matter did the military advisor have that brought you here?"

King Zhu was naturally displeased when his practice was interrupted.

Then Chun Yufu said, "There is an important guest whom I must introduce to the master immediately. I have no choice but to come and disturb you. Please forgive me, master."

"Who?" asked King Zhu.

In fact, he has become increasingly displeased with Chunyu Fu recently. This guy has always wanted to destroy the Yin Kingdom court, and he and Bashan are naturally on the same front. But recently, the relationship between Bashan and the court has eased, but Chunyu Fu still repeatedly provokes the relationship between the two.

It can only be said that the King of Zhu Ren wanted to develop Bashan in the end, no matter if he rebelled in the past or lived in peace with the imperial court now. Chun Yufu's goal from the beginning to the end was to destroy the imperial court.

Today, there are unbridgeable differences between the two.

Chunyu Fu smiled and stretched out his hand, leading out a burly and domineering figure, who walked into the cave with his hands behind his back.

"God of War?"

King Zhu Ren had met the other party, and the person who came was actually the Nine-Riding Martial God Kuo Muye!

Ever since the war between Yin State and Jiuyang began, Kuo Muye had been in seclusion. Everyone knew that he would not take action. However, Kuo Muye, who had been in seclusion, suddenly appeared in Bashan, which really surprised King Zhuren.

"Boss." Kuo Muye's voice was gloomy, and he looked at Zhu Renwang calmly, "I came here to ask you to do me a favor."

"Lord Martial God has great powers. What do you want us to do?" Although King Zhu Ren spoke politely, he felt something was wrong in his heart.

The wide field in front of me looked very strange.

Then I heard Kuo Muye slowly say: "I want you to gather all the soldiers in Bashan, set out at night, and attack Longyuan City in Yin Kingdom!"

(End of this chapter)