Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Using her spear as a javelin was a last resort, as Zhang Guifang was still some distance from Yao Tianjun.

If she rushed forward herself, people from Xiqi would inevitably intervene and rescue Yao Tianjun. That's why Zhang Guifang came up with this plan.

Yao Tianjun was already unconscious and completely unable to defend himself against the spear thrown by Zhang Guifang. Moreover, this spear was no ordinary weapon.

As the spear was about to pierce Yao Tianjun's chest, a look of surprise appeared on Zhang Guifang's face.

At this critical moment, a chilling, ghostly aura descended from the sky, enveloping the unconscious Yao Tianjun.

When the eerie wind and ghostly aura dissipated, Yao Tianjun was nowhere to be seen. All that remained was a spear pinning his mount to the ground.

This made Zhang Guifang secretly regretful, and with a wave of her hand, she retrieved her spear and retreated back to her main camp.

At the same time, Nezha and Ao Bing had already broken out of the Soul-Sinking Formation. They happened to see the eerie wind and ghostly aura carrying the unconscious Yao Tianjun towards Xiqi.

Without hesitation, he unleashed the Five Dragon Seal and slammed it down upon the ghostly wind and aura. Ao Bing immediately spat out his Dragon Pearl, and a burst of frost instantly froze the ghostly wind and aura in place.

Then the Five Dragon Seal smashed onto the ice, causing cracks to appear in the hard ice layer before scattering it on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the twin swords of Li Huo flew out and severed Yao Tianjun's head. A wisp of true spirit also headed towards the Conferred God Platform.

After killing Yao Tianjun, Nezha once again activated the Karmic Fire Soul Refining Diagram, intending to completely refine that yin wind and ghostly energy.

Just then, the frozen, eerie wind and ghostly energy broke free of the ice and coalesced into a mysterious figure clad in a black robe.

With a wave of his hand, boundless waves of blood instantly appeared around him. From these waves, drops of blood floated out.

The drops of blood that landed instantly transformed into a savage warrior. Wielding a bronze scimitar, he charged towards the Shang army.

In just a short while, tens of thousands of barbarian warriors appeared before the dark figure.

Nezha's Karmic Fire Soul Refining Diagram was also blocked by the rolling blood waves. For the time being, there was absolutely no way to deal with that dark figure.

This inevitably fueled Nezha's competitive spirit, causing him to manifest his three-headed, eight-armed form. He recklessly unleashed all his magical weapons towards the mysterious man in black.

Aside from being blocked by the blood wave, only the Fire-Tipped Spear reached the mysterious man in black. It pierced through his body and landed several feet behind him.

But to Nezha's surprise, the dark figure remained completely unharmed. It even let out a cold, mocking laugh.

While Nezha was still puzzled, Zhang Guifang was directing the army to resist the barbarian warriors.

He shouted to Nezha, "Nephew Nezha, this is the High Priest of the Ghost Fang. You can't harm him at all like this. Quickly retreat to your own formation to avoid falling into her trap!"

Although Nezha was somewhat lawless, he was not arrogant. Upon hearing Zhang Guifang's words, he did not hesitate to retrieve his magic weapon and prepared to retreat to his own formation.

At this moment, the high priest of the Ghost Tribe spoke up, saying, "Little brat, you think you can just walk away after provoking me? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

As he spoke, countless drops of blood flew up, instantly surrounding Nezha.

Seeing this, Ao Bing instantly released the Dragon Pearl from his dragon's mouth. Those blood pearls that hadn't yet transformed into savage warriors froze instantly into ice crystals. Nezha also took this opportunity to escape back to their own formation with Ao Bing. He then directly asked Taiyi Zhenren a question.

"Master, what kind of monster is he? How come even the Fire-Tipped Spear can't harm him at all?"

Master Yu Ding sighed and said, "This is the Netherworld Blood Sea, and the Ghost Mother, one of the four demon kings under the Styx Ancestor."

"This demon mother cultivates using the waters of the Netherworld Blood Sea. Countless souls are trapped within it, and she refines them into her own demon children."

"It is said that the Ghost Mother also obtained the Blood God Child's clone technique passed down by the Styx Ancestor. As long as there is one Ghost Child left, no one can kill the Ghost Mother."

Upon hearing this, Nezha was greatly surprised. He thought to himself, "How can we possibly fight this? It's simply impossible!"
Just then, shouts of battle erupted from the direction of Sishui Pass. Even the earth began to tremble.

At the same time, shouts of battle could be heard: "You little devils from Guifang, what kind of skill is it to bully a child? If you have the guts, fight against my Dongyi army!"

At this crucial moment, the Eastern Yi army finally arrived. The high priest, holding a scepter made of white bones, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

As the sound waves passed, the 20,000 Dongyi warriors were bathed in a bronze glow, their muscles bulged, and they transformed into the true forms of the Wu tribe, each over three zhang tall.

These Dongyi warriors covered several miles with a single stride. In just a moment, they had arrived at the front lines of the two armies.

Without saying a word, they immediately engaged in battle, slaughtering those barbaric warriors, who were also the devils of the Demon Mother.

Upon seeing the Dongyi people suddenly attack, the Ghost Mother did not hesitate to recall her demon soldiers, causing tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers on the battlefield to vanish without a trace.

This made Zhang Guifang breathe a sigh of relief, but the earth trembled again the next moment.

Soon after, the Guifang cavalry arrived from the direction of Xiqi City. In a short while, they were engaged in battle with the Dongyi army.

The Demon Mother released blood beads once more, but this time, they didn't materialize into savage warriors. Instead, they transformed into a series of evil ghosts and phantoms.

These evil spirits hovered in mid-air, launching attacks on the Dongyi warriors every now and then.

At the same time, Zhang Guifang had already given the order. The spearmen, who were specializing in defeating cavalry, had already broken through the enemy lines and were charging towards the Guifang cavalry.

In just a brief encounter, both sides suffered heavy casualties. Yet neither side chose to retreat.

Cultivators do not directly intervene in wars between mortal soldiers. Otherwise, they would inevitably be burdened by karmic consequences.

After all, if a cultivator were to make a move and directly unleash a magical treasure, even a large number of mortal soldiers would be reduced to nothing in an instant.

They couldn't attack the ordinary Ghost Fang cavalry, but they needed to show no mercy to the Ghost Mother's released soldiers. Nezha, Yang Jian, and Ao Bing charged out without hesitation.

Just then, two teenagers flew in from the direction of Sishui Pass. The older one had nearly a hundred innate spiritual treasures floating above his head.

The younger children weren't quite as exaggerated, but they were holding a jade vase. They even had the willow branch from the vase in their hands.

In just a few moments, the two had arrived on the battlefield. They then attacked the Demon Mother and countless Japanese soldiers. (End of Chapter)