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Chapter 202 Please Cast a Heavenly Merit Device

Yes, in Lu Yan's eyes, the vast tide of corpses covering the entire plain was no different from the abundant wheat harvest in the fields.

Perhaps in the eyes of normal people, even if tens of millions of zombies just stood there and allowed others to slaughter them, it would take several months, and ordinary extraordinary people would not be able to kill them all even if they died of exhaustion.

But to the army of the underworld, no matter how many ordinary zombies there are, they cannot pose any threat.

The only thing to be wary of is the extraordinary zombies and golden elixir zombie kings hidden among this vast group of natural disaster zombies.

Lu Yan suppressed the joy in his heart and whispered:
"After harvesting the tide of corpses from the natural disaster, it should be enough to complete the ritual of refining the Soul Continent."

On the city wall, the tide of zombies was less than five kilometers away from Gathering Point No. 73. Inside Gathering Point No. 73, all the people could see the zombies everywhere and the stench of decay that permeated between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Lu Yan raised the soul flag in his hand high, and a soft command came down from the flag.

"kill!"

The setting sun was as red as blood, and six thousand six hundred figures fell from the sky, stepping on the ghost fog. Their armors were glowing with dark green phosphorescence in the dusk, like a flowing sea of ​​ghost fire.

The soul-catching ropes in the hands of the ghost soldiers were shaking in the void, and each chain was surrounded by the deathly aura from the underworld. The spears in the hands of the ghost generals were shining with a cold light.

When this underworld army descended from the sky, the millions of corpses wriggling on the ground looked like a dark sea of ​​death. Rotting flesh and blood piled up into mountains, and countless dry arms stretched out in the twilight, like a never-ending nightmare.

In the face of this horrific natural disaster and tide of zombies, the six thousand six hundred ghost soldiers and generals are so insignificant, as if they will be swallowed up by the endless zombies in the next second.

And at this moment, the battlefield began to change.

The auras of six thousand six hundred ghost soldiers and generals were connected at this moment, and the invincible force cultivated by killing tens of millions of zombies and dozens of Jindan powerhouses in the apocalypse broke out at this moment.

The 6,600-strong army of the underworld was so powerful that it instantly overshadowed the countless tides of zombies from the natural disaster.

The moment the army of the underworld collided with the tide of zombies from the natural disaster, large numbers of zombies fell down madly like wheat being harvested.

A ghost soldier's soul-catching rope shot out like a silver snake, piercing through large pieces of rotten flesh and blood, and forcibly captured the filthy wandering souls remaining in the bodies of several zombies.

The rotten body of the zombie whose wandering soul was stripped away collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a pile of bones and being crushed by more zombies.

High in the sky, Lu Yan was looking at the scene below, and seemed to have anticipated everything.

In the past three days, Lu Yan specially ordered the Blood God and other ghosts to modify the Soul-Catching Rope in order to make it easier for the ghost soldiers to fight against the super-large tide of zombies.

The modified Soul-Catching Rope incorporates the souls of extraordinary zombies as materials. It can not only freeze the enemy's souls with the help of Yin energy, but also penetrate several bodies at once to capture all souls, greatly facilitating the harvesting of ordinary zombies.

Originally, this was just an idea that came to Lu Yan's mind while he was on the road, but now it has become a powerful weapon against the natural disaster and the tide of zombies. If you think about it carefully, this sudden flash of inspiration seemed to be guidance from heaven and carried some unusual meaning.

On the front battlefield, six thousand ghost soldiers lined up in a line to block the wave of zombies trying to enter the gathering area No. 73.

The ghost soldiers did not form the Nine Nether Formation, did not control the ghost fog, and did not even use any Yin energy magic.

Since the number of zombies is so huge, using any spell will only be in vain.

For the ghost soldiers who have reached the peak of Qi training, ordinary zombies are nothing more than wheat in a rice field. They only need to wave the soul-catching rope to harvest a large number of souls and abruptly stop the advance of the natural disaster zombie tide.

Compared with the ghost soldiers, the ghost generals riding war horses are at the completely other extreme.

Six hundred ghost generals rushed into the battlefield with a formation of dark wind and dark fire surrounding their bodies. The dark horses trampled large groups of zombies, leaving a clear mark in the dense wave of zombies, as if to tear the entire battlefield apart.

The ghost generals' spears turned into streaks of light in the dusk light, and each strike could easily pierce through the extraordinary zombies. As for the ordinary zombies, they were swallowed up by the dark wind and dark fire before their bodies even got close.

As the huge abomination roared and rushed over, dark green runes appeared on the tips of the ghost generals' guns, and the yin energy condensed into substance exploded in an instant, tearing the bodies of these extraordinary dead creatures into pieces.

The abomination may seem intimidating, but in fact it is just a special zombie at the peak of Qi training. It can only be slaughtered in front of the ghost general who is at least in the foundation building stage.

The huge noise made by the ghost generals digging into the formation naturally attracted the attention of more extraordinary zombies. Those flesh mountain zombies that were as big as hills leaped into the air and slammed down towards the ghost generals like meteorites.

However, the ghost generals had no intention of fighting at all, and the Yin Horses stepped on the void and rushed towards the battlefield farther away.

Among the natural disaster corpse tide of more than ten million, there are tens of thousands of extraordinary zombies hidden among them. Even if six hundred ghost generals are all in the foundation-building stage, they will find it difficult to contend with them.

Although the ghost generals' computing power is not as powerful as that of ghost computers, as soul computers, they can still simulate the entire battle situation.

In the battlefield results simulated in the mind, once being held back by the extraordinary zombies, there is only one way to go, and that is death, so the ghost generals will not stop to fight at all, they will only hunt down extraordinary zombies that are weaker than them.

The figures of the ghost generals came and went in the sea of ​​corpses as fast as lightning. Their spears turned into the judgment of death, killing each extraordinary zombie one by one.

The Meat Mountain Zombie could only vent helpless rage as he looked at the ghost generals going away.

The wails of zombies and the battle cries of ghost soldiers echoed between heaven and earth, and the two forces of death collided violently on this plain.

Countless dark green death auras intertwined on the battlefield, and the moonlight that rose into the sky at dusk was dyed with strange colors.

Tiny figures stood on the high walls of Gathering Place No. 73, witnessing this epic war.

No one could imagine that an army of only a few thousand people from the underworld could hold back a tide of tens of millions of zombies from a natural disaster.

A glimmer of hope began to rise in the hearts of the people in the gathering place, who had long been in despair. A large number of people took the initiative to kneel down in front of the statue, kneeling under the figure standing proudly above the sky, and began to worship.

Even the sturdy young man who tried to smash the statue at the beginning felt a little shaken at this moment.

The battle line has been deadlocked five kilometers away from gathering place No. 73. In just one hour, the corpses of the zombies whose souls were captured and taken away had piled up into a mountain of bones. At least hundreds of thousands of zombies turned into nutrients in the mountain, and the soul bottle on the waist of each ghost soldier was filled with wandering zombie souls.

And inside the natural disaster zombie tide, six hundred ghost generals galloped across the battlefield and messed up the zombie tide. A large number of extraordinary zombies wanted to snipe and kill them, but all returned in vain.

The horrific natural disaster that was clearly powerful enough to sweep away everything was stopped here by less than 10,000 ghost soldiers and generals.

This stalemate finally attracted the zombie king within the zombie tide to take action.

A powerful Jindan Corpse King disguised himself as an ordinary zombie and quietly sneaked into the front line.

This Jindan Corpse King did not dare to offend the six hundred ghost generals, so he could only sneak to the front and try to kill some of the ghost soldiers.

Although these ghost soldiers harvested zombies quickly, their number was still too small, and they could only barely hold back the natural disaster zombie tide.

Once the Yin soldiers in a certain place die and the tide of zombies breaks through that area, they can easily break through the defense line by breaking through the point.

A soul-catching rope pierced through several zombies and came in front of the Jindan Corpse King. The Corpse King smiled coldly and grabbed the soul-catching rope in front of him, trying to pull the ghost soldier into the group of zombies with his palm.

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded among the ghost soldiers.

"Ground Net Formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soul-catching ropes that were originally harvesting zombies were connected and intertwined, turning into a huge fishing net and falling in the direction of the zombie king.

Thousands of soul-catching ropes covered a large area, and the Jindan Corpse King was trapped in them without even a chance to escape.

Along with the Jindan Corpse King, there were also tens of thousands of densely packed corpses caught in the net.

"receive!"

The imperial decree sounded, and the fishing net transformed from the soul-catching rope began to close in. Tens of thousands of filthy wandering souls were detained and transformed into tiny points of dim light and collected into soul bottles.

Trapped in the underground net formation, the powerful soul of the Jindan Corpse King barely held on for two seconds before being caught in a fishing net formed by thousands of soul-catching ropes. Before he could even use his magical powers, he had already turned into a pile of white bones. An open space was even briefly cleared at the front of the battle line.

Such a scene made the many Jindan Corpse Kings hiding in the tide of corpses turn pale with fear.

They also tried to disrupt the battle line by camouflage, but this unlucky Jindan Corpse King was just faster. They never thought that a Jindan Corpse King who commanded millions of zombies would fall so easily. This made many Corpse Kings silent, and they could only wait for the moment when the Yin soldiers showed signs of fatigue.

"I really don't believe that you can kill all the zombies in one go?" "As soon as you start to show signs of fatigue, you will die!"

The same thought appeared in the hearts of many corpse kings.

As dusk falls, the waxing crescent moon is slowly rising into the sky.

The zombies on the plain fell in droves like wheat fields harvested by the god of death before the Netherworld Army. However, more zombies continued to pour in, as if there was no end in sight.

The figures of ghost soldiers and ghost generals rise and fall in this sea of ​​death. Their armor reflects the eerie moonlight. The soul-catching ropes of the ghost soldiers and the spears of the ghost generals are constantly reaping, turning this polluted land into a real death zone.

Lu Yan looked down at the earth from the sky. The massive tide of zombies at the edge of the plain was still advancing towards the Granary Plain, and their number had already exceeded 20 million.

This number far exceeds the number of zombies wandering in the Barn Plains. It is obvious that these zombies entered here from other areas.

Being able to drive tens of millions of zombies across hundreds of miles to rush into this plain battlefield, not to mention the Jindan Corpse King, even the Yuanying Corpse King may not be able to do it.

Combined with the news of the sudden zombie riot three days ago, an obvious conclusion was drawn.

Behind this natural disaster and tide of zombies is the Supreme Will who suffered a great loss at the hands of Lu Yan!

"The Supreme Will definitely has more than just these means. With His status, He must have a backup plan!"

Suddenly, Lu Yan had an inspiration and whispered subconsciously.

"He's coming!"

The next moment, Lu Yan finally saw the Supreme Will’s back-up plan.

At the moment when the waxing moon reached the zenith, the originally incomplete moon violated the rules of time and slowly began to complete itself, hanging high in the sky as a full moon, overlooking all living beings.

In the apocalyptic version, the concentration of lunar spiritual energy is at its highest when the moon is full, and today's full moon is far beyond any previous ones.

The full moon hung high in the sky, and the bright white moonlight poured down like a waterfall, covering the entire plain where the tide of corpses gathered.

Nearly 20 million corpses of natural disasters gathered on this plain. The lunar spiritual energy cast by the full moon almost turned into substance, illuminating the entire land with a silvery white glow.

At this moment, the moonlight and spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, transforming into countless silver threads that seeped into the wriggling sea of ​​death.

Twenty million corpses wriggled in the moonlight, and a strange light suddenly burst out from their rotting flesh. The tide of spiritual energy surged over the sea of ​​corpses, forming a vast energy network. A ball of faint light was beating inside each zombie, as if countless tiny stars were awakening in the darkness.

A roar sounded deep in the earth, and the bodies of countless zombies began to twist and deform. Strange moonlight runes suddenly bloomed under their dry skin, like ancient spells reviving in their flesh and blood.

The moon's spiritual energy transformed into a tangible silver torrent, surging in the sea of ​​corpses, and dyeing the entire plain with a layer of transcendent glow.

Groups of zombies transformed under this force. Their bodies began to swell, and their bones cracked under the heavy weight. Some turned into three-story-high abominations, while others merged into wriggling mountains of flesh. The world trembled at this horrifying change, and the plain under the moonlight seemed to have turned into a huge evolutionary furnace.

As time goes by, almost one in ten zombies begins to undergo extraordinary transformation.

There are more than 20 million zombies. Even if only one tenth of them can transform into extraordinary zombies, even if they are just the lowest level in the initial stage of Qi training, there are still millions of them.

Such a terrifying number is enough to crush an army of ghost soldiers consisting of only a few thousand people.

"Well done!"

Lu Yan gazed at the moonlight aura that enveloped the earth, and a look of "as expected" appeared on his face.

After a brief confrontation with the Supreme Will, Lu Yan realized that the Supreme Will might be unwilling to give in and attack again.

Even though that ray of supreme will had been crushed by Lu Yan, He still controlled the extraordinary foundation of the secondary world and was very likely to use the moonlight aura to achieve a certain goal.

While Lu Yan was on his way, he asked the giant spirit to make some deductions in this regard.

After being promoted to the Golden Core stage, the Giant Spirit's ability to deduce the way of the full-time master has been greatly improved, and he has deduced many possibilities by combining the existing information.

The most likely and also the most dangerous scenario is to use the moon's spiritual energy to help the natural disaster zombie tide advance.

As long as the natural disaster zombie tide completes its promotion, Lu Yan will have no chance of fighting against it.

For other people, unless they possess the power to shake the heaven and earth, they can do nothing when faced with such strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

But for Lu Yan, there is a solution.

Under the moonlight, the soul flag in Lu Yan's hand suddenly rose up, and a huge space crack appeared above the sky, reflecting the phantom outline of the soul continent.

The Soul Continent is a creation of the soul. Even if Lu Yan completely controls it, it is difficult to manifest it in the world, let alone block the moonlight spiritual energy.

But Lu Yan's real purpose in using the Soul Banner was not the Soul Continent.

He turned his wrist, and the next moment, a vast amount of ghost fog poured out from the space crack that reflected a corner of the Soul Continent.

The mist was as black as ink, as if it contained the breath of death from the underworld.

In a flash, the ghost fog spread like a living thing, spreading in all directions at an alarming speed. The wandering souls that had not yet been refined were looming in the ghost fog, as if millions of wandering souls were shuttling through it, making faint sobbing sounds.

The ghost fog seemed endless, spreading to all directions of the sky and earth. Even the bright moon in the sky became hazy.

In a moment, the granary plain was engulfed by the vast ghost fog, and the sky was covered with darkness that extended for hundreds of miles.

You must know that the ghost fog in the Soul Banner is enough to cover most of the Soul Continent, and it is no problem for it to swallow up the Barn Plain.

This vast ghost fog does not have any killing power. It has only one function, which is to block the moonlight from the full moon.

The silver-white earth infected by the moonlight aura quickly disappeared. The promotion of a large number of extraordinary zombies came to an abrupt halt at this moment, and the battlefield was dragged back into the previous stalemate.

Lu Yan stood alone in the clouds. The moonlight that was blocked by the ghost fog stayed above the sky. Only Lu Yan was bathing in the moonlight spiritual energy that had almost turned into substance. As he breathed in and out, the strength of his soul began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bright full moon became brighter, as if it wanted to bring down more lunar energy to break through the blockade of the ghost fog.

However, the ghost fog was inexhaustible, and the moonlight spiritual energy that descended from it actually benefited Lu Yan, who took it all.

Finally, the Supreme Will gave up the plan to break through the ghost fog blockade. He obviously did not want to see Lu Yan enjoying the moonlight and spiritual energy alone. The bright moonlight in the sky dimmed in an instant.

Lu Yan looked at the dim full moon with regret, and smacked his lips with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

Even though he was only breathing in a very small portion of the spiritual energy from the moonlight, it still allowed his soul strength to rapidly leap to the peak of foundation building.

If given another half an hour, it would not be a problem for the soul to break through to the golden elixir stage, but the supreme will obviously would not let Lu Yan get his wish.

The hiding of the full moon represented that the Supreme Will had given up on this natural disaster of zombies.

Lu Yan could even clearly see that the zombies gathered at the edge of the plain scattered in all directions without the guidance of the supreme will and no longer gathered towards the center of the plain.

On the earth, the killing of the underworld army continues. The tireless ghost soldiers and generals slaughter everything. Even the extraordinary zombies with low intelligence still feel fear. The balance of victory is already tilting towards the underworld army.

In gathering place No. 73, hope has been rekindled in the hearts of the people.

They were unable to help the army of the underworld and could only continuously chant the name of the underworld. The chanting sounds of hundreds of thousands of living beings turned into a massive amount of wish power that soared into the sky.

As all living beings sang, Lu Yan released his restraints on the merits of the Heavenly Dao, and ninety-nine golden wheels of merit unfolded behind him, like the sun shining on all realms and directions.

Lu Yan held the soul flag in his hand, looked up at the sky and said loudly:

"My name is Lu Yan, please forge a vessel of heavenly virtue!"

(End of this chapter)