Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

The god-slaying spear in his hand, which seemed capable of devouring light, moved slowly, its tip pointing towards the Treasure Goddess in the Ksitigarbha faction's camp, whose face was deathly pale and whose eyes were filled with fear and hatred. Her icy voice rang out as if proclaiming fate.

"Next, it's your turn. Raiding the Heavenly Prison is a crime equivalent to treason!"

As he pronounced the verdict, his gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, drifted toward the Styx Patriarch beside him. The look in his eyes did not convey a plea for help, but rather a pure and ferocious fighting spirit, as if to say...

"Got it? Your turn!"

Sweeping across Lin Zhu's gaze, which was almost tangible and mixed with demonic aura, even the mighty Styx Patriarch subconsciously and imperceptibly took a half-step back! Although it was only half a step, given his status and cultivation, this was almost unimaginable!

What's wrong with this kid?!
This aura... is even more ferocious than this patriarch of the Blood Sea?! Patriarch Styx cursed inwardly, while a huge sense of absurdity surged up within him.

He simply couldn't understand why a law-enforcing prison god of the Three Realms, who should represent the majesty of the Heavenly Court and be full of righteousness, could show such evil, such bloodthirstiness, and seem to be born with the God-Slaying Spear.
This feels so out of place!

Lin Zhu naturally noticed the subtle retreat of the Styx Patriarch and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Huh? What's wrong with Old Ming? Did he get a leg cramp? Was I that scary just now...?"

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his "demon god descending to earth" appearance just now; on the contrary, he felt it was perfectly normal.

The Styx Patriarch, being an ancient and powerful figure who had weathered countless storms, instantly regained his composure.

He shifted his gaze from the "strangely behaving" Lin Zhu to the still silent, corrupt world, his eyes sharpening and filled with calculation.

Before the battle even began, dozens of Ksitigarbha had already perished, including a half-step Quasi-Saint like Dantuo Ksitigarbha... Add to that the terrifying God-Slaying Spear in Lin Zhu's hand... With the balance of power shifting, perhaps today, that bald monk Ksitigarbha will truly pay an unprecedentedly heavy price!
Thinking of this, a blood-red light flashed in the eyes of the Styx Patriarch. Without further hesitation, his heart filled with killing intent, he immediately decided to strike while the iron was hot and take his life!

Launch a fierce attack!

Meanwhile, on the side of Ksitigarbha's camp, Di Ting and the Six Ambassadors were still immersed in the shock and anger of the instantaneous "execution" of Dantuo Ksitigarbha and others. They glared angrily at Lin Zhu and issued strong condemnations.

"Utterly shameless! Lin Zhu! You are unworthy of being a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, yet you have resorted to such a despicable act of sneak attack!"

"In a battle between two armies, how can one launch a surprise attack or behead someone on the battlefield from the outset?! It's simply unheard of!"

"This is not the behavior of a gentleman! It is the act of a petty person!"

They felt that a normal war should not be like this; it should be a back-and-forth battle, with each side exchanging harsh words first, then generals dueling, and finally a full-scale melee.

Lin Zhu's completely unruly playing style left them both angry and somewhat bewildered.

However, they forgot that standing next to Lin Zhu was the Patriarch of the Styx River.

But the patriarch of the Styx River seems to have... gone astray.

"Hmph! Noisy!"

While Di Ting and the others were still trying to condemn Lin Zhu with "reason" and "custom", the Styx Patriarch had already lost patience with their nonsense.

He grinned maliciously and, following Lin Zhu's "sneak attack," launched a full-scale offensive!
"My lads! Follow me, your patriarch—kill!!"

The Styx Patriarch's command was like igniting the final fuse of war!

“Rumble——!!!”

Behind him, the boundless phantom of the sea of ​​blood suddenly boiled and expanded, as if it had really moved the entire sea of ​​blood over!

The viscous, scarlet blood waves transformed into a towering torrent, like a world-destroying tsunami, carrying a terrifying aura that could engulf and corrode everything, and crashed fiercely towards the camp of Ksitigarbha's forces!

"Revenge!!"

"Crush this corrupt and evil world!!"

"Reclaim the years of suppression that have ravaged our people!!"

Countless Asura warriors, like ferocious beasts breaking free from their cages, unleashed earth-shattering roars. Their baleful aura condensed into tangible blood clouds, which, along with the surging waves of blood, surged madly towards the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's camp like a torrent of red steel bursting its banks!
The forces of Ksitigarbha were clearly caught off guard.

They hadn't expected that, with their top combat forces yet to make a move and having just suffered heavy losses, the Styx Blood Sea would launch such a decisive all-out offensive! For a moment, their formation was slightly disrupted.

"Hold the line! Form a battle formation! Suppress the evil spirits!"

Di Ting was both shocked and furious. Instead of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was still hidden deep within the evil world, Di Ting roared in an attempt to stabilize the situation.

To be fair, apart from the temporary absence of top-tier combat power, the forces under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's command—the six ambassadors, the six hundred and sixty-six Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas, and the large number of converted Asura monks—are not weak overall, and even have a numerical advantage in some aspects.

Just as the Styx Patriarch led the Blood Sea's main force into a fierce clash with the Ksitigarbha King's forces, Lin Zhu's side appeared much more "leisurely."

He glanced at the battlefield that was erupting like a meat grinder, curled his lip, waved to the Three Realms Enforcers behind him who were eager to fight, and began his unique "pre-battle speech".

"What's the rush? Watch out, learn from them. Fighting and killing are for roughnecks. We are civilized people, law enforcement officers. We need to be strategic and know how to preserve our strength."

Every law enforcement officer's life is precious and should not be easily lost in such reckless charges.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiufeng, who was nestled beside him, raised her beautiful yet cold face and spoke in her unique, emotionless tone.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat first."

Lin Zhu.

"..."

He was almost choked by Jiu Feng's abrupt change of thought, a few black lines appearing on his forehead as he rubbed her head with a bit of embarrassment. "Be good, after this battle, I'll let you eat your fill when we get back."

Clearing his throat, Lin Zhu continued his "instruction," a "righteous" expression on his face.

"Our goal is to achieve the greatest results with the least cost! Therefore, when necessary, we must dare... uh, be good at, yes, be good at finding opportunities and striking decisively! We can even... launch a righteous and tactical surprise attack!"

His "profound" remarks left many orthodox law enforcement officers exchanging bewildered glances, feeling that their boss's standard of "justice" seemed a bit too flexible...

However, a few guys in the team strongly agreed with this and were even eager to try it.

The Ancient Sky Eagle, who had just recovered his cultivation to the late stage of the Great Luo realm, gleamed with a cunning and ferocious light in his eyes and cackled strangely.

"Boss is brilliant! Ambush is the way to go! Back in the days of the demon beast world, those who didn't know how to ambush were devoured to the bone long ago! When you're working... uh, I mean when you're carrying out a mission, you also need to know how to assess the situation!"

The Golden Tortoise poked its head out a little from its shell and echoed in a muffled voice.

"The eagle is right. Why fight head-on when you can strike from behind? Safety first, efficiency paramount!"

Even Xiao Qiong, who usually seemed well-behaved, quietly took out the Fantian Seal, which exuded the heavy aura of Buzhou Mountain. A mischievous smile appeared on her little face, which was completely inconsistent with her appearance. She was obviously looking forward to staging the "brick slapping face" scene again.

Lin Zhu nodded in satisfaction. It seemed there were quite a few promising talents in the team. After finishing his instructions, his gaze, like that of a sharp hawk, once again locked onto the Treasure Goddess in the chaotic battlefield, who was trying to command the Asura Monk to form an array, her figure flickering erratically.

"Primary objective: the treasure goddess, life or death!"

Lin Zhu gave the order in a cold voice.

At the same time, he sensed the pure destructive energy contained in the newly condensed, thumb-sized Heavenly Origin Demon Stone at the end of the God-Slaying Spear, and his thoughts raced.

This thing is a top-tier strategic resource capable of severely injuring or even annihilating a Quasi-Saint!

We must make good use of this opportunity; perhaps at a crucial moment, we can deliver a "surprise" gift to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who has been hiding all along!
……

Just as Lin Zhu was plotting his next "righteous sneak attack," the Styx Patriarch himself had already entered the fray on the main battlefield!
He took the lead, his white robe standing out against the crimson blood waves and the dark Buddhist light. He went straight for the most powerful cultivator in the opposing camp, Di Ting, as well as the Great Compassionate Heavenly Maiden who had transformed into an Asura and exuded a terrifying aura!

"Listen! You noisy beast! And you hypocritical, merciful woman! Come and die together!"

The Styx Patriarch was arrogant beyond measure, with the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords swirling around him, radiating a sharp sword intent that could cut through the void.

Although he was fighting two against one, as a quasi-saint peak expert who was almost taking that final step to achieve the Primordial Dao Fruit, his strength far exceeded that of an ordinary quasi-saint!
Neither Di Ting nor the Great Compassionate Goddess could defeat them in a one-on-one fight, and even when they joined forces, they could only barely hold on!
On the wider battlefield, the four demon generals faced off against several other envoys from Ksitigarbha's camp, as well as some powerful Ksitigarbha clones.

The four divine generals led their elite Asura warriors in a fierce battle against the Asura monks who had formed an array and some of Ksitigarbha's clones.

The Heavenly Princess Umo, along with her seventy alluring yet ruthless Asura princesses and numerous Asura demon envoys, also found opponents of similar strength and engaged in fierce battles!

The entire void was completely transformed into a colossal, bloody, and cruel infernal meat grinder!
The two armies collided like two destructive torrents!
In an instant, the violent fluctuations of magical power exploded like billions of thunderbolts, raging and shaking the already chaotic starry sky!
A burst of light, a murderous aura soaring into the sky, roars, the clash of weapons, the explosions of supernatural powers, the chanting of Buddhist hymns... all these sounds mingled together, composing a bloody and cruel symphony of war.

At the heart of the battlefield, the Styx Patriarch faced off against two opponents: Di Ting and the Great Compassionate Goddess.

The Yuan Tu and A Bi swords in his hands transformed into two astonishing red and black streaks that tore through the heavens and earth. Each slash carried the terrifying power to cut through the laws of nature and annihilate all things, leaving cracks in the void that could never be healed.

The Di Ting roared, manifesting a massive Dharma form with claws tearing the sky and sound waves shaking the soul; the Great Compassionate Goddess transformed into an Asura battle form, her original compassionate appearance turning ferocious, wielding a Vajra pestle, drawing upon endless Asura's malevolent energy, her attacks equally fierce and ruthless.

The two of them joined forces and barely managed to withstand the storm-like attacks from the Styx Patriarch.

"boom!!"

In a fierce clash, the Yuan Tu sword light collided violently with the claw shadow of Di Ting and the Vajra pestle of the Great Compassionate Goddess! The destructive energy shockwave spread out in a ring, instantly shattering several nearby floating small stars into dust!
Di Ting and the Great Compassionate Heavenly Maiden let out a muffled groan, their bodies flying backward uncontrollably, crashing into several huge fragments of the floating continent behind them before barely managing to stabilize themselves.

However, they were clearly not to be trifled with. Their bodies surged with Buddhist light and Asura aura. Although they looked somewhat disheveled, they were not seriously injured. They quickly roared and charged forward again, tightly entangled with the Styx Patriarch, and did not give him the opportunity to slaughter the Ksitigarbha army below.

The Styx Patriarch frowned slightly. Although he had the upper hand, it would not be easy to eliminate these two opponents who were locked in a life-or-death struggle in a short time.

In battles at the Quasi-Saint level, especially at their level, a single move can have far-reaching consequences, making it extremely difficult to achieve a fatal blow.

Lin Zhu, who was watching from the sidelines, was getting anxious. He couldn't help but send a telepathic message to the Styx Patriarch.

"Old Ming! What are you dawdling with these two for? Quasi-Saints fight step by step, and they can't be killed in a short time. It's a waste of time! Go and clear out those chanting Ksitigarbha soldiers down there! Cut off their foundation, and let's see how they form an array!"

Upon hearing this, the Patriarch of the Styx forced back an attack from Di Ting with his twin swords, and sent back a divine thought filled with displeasure.

"Hmph! How could I, the founder of this sect, lower myself to deal with those ant-like avatars of Ksitigarbha? It would be a pointless loss of face!"

In his view, clearing out the minions was the job of his demon kings and generals; as the Lord of the Blood Sea, he naturally had to confront the opponent's strongest being.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhu almost laughed in anger and immediately retorted.

"Face? What's face worth? Can it feed you or crack that turtle shell? This is war! Winning is the only thing that matters! You're fighting these two gatekeepers to a standstill, while Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva inside is probably about to finish casting his ultimate attack! Are you even capable? If not, let me take over!"

"presumptuous!"

The Styx Patriarch was so enraged by Lin Zhu's blunt rebuke that his blood boiled. However, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the hundreds of Ksitigarbha clones and countless Asura monks below, under the command of the six ambassadors, were chanting scriptures with increasing volume and the Buddhist light barrier they were forming was becoming thicker and thicker. They were indeed constantly strengthening their defenses and wearing down the Blood Sea Army's offensive. His heart couldn't help but stir.

Enough! Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures! With this brat around, this patriarch's reputation... is better off gone!
Provoked by Lin Zhu, the Styx Patriarch stopped being stubborn and let out a long roar, his body surging with blood-red light!
"Blood God Child Avatar! Appear!"

With his command, a chilling scene unfolded!

Suddenly, countless tiny blood shadows split off from the seemingly normal body of the Styx Patriarch!
These blood-red shadows, like living, blood-red locusts, or like bizarre monsters reborn from a drop of blood, were densely packed, covering the sky and earth, and in the blink of an eye, they multiplied to four hundred and eighty million! (End of Chapter)