I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

The million Asura soldiers clashed directly with the million Yin Soul soldiers, instantly creating a sky filled with blood and black mist.

A great war broke out, with rivers of blood flowing and the sky darkening.

The soldiers on both sides fought to the death, their screams, the sounds of battle, and the shattering of weapons mingling together. The earth was soaked in blood, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Just then, several streaks of light pierced the sky, and Feng Xuanzi and the others finally arrived at the battlefield. Looking down at the horrific battle on the ground, their pupils shrank, their faces filled with shock, and their voices were full of disbelief.

"The power of the Underworld is terrifyingly immense? In just three years, they have secretly grown to this scale, with a million soul soldiers stationed in Star Sand City alone!"

"How many soul soldiers went to stop the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom?"

"If this continues, who in this world can stop the underworld?"

Everyone fell silent. Even though they had tried their best to elevate the status of the Underworld in their hearts, they still greatly underestimated the other party.

The speed at which the underworld develops is simply beyond reason, it's practically defying the heavens!

They knew all too well the strength of the Asura soldiers, but in the current battle, the Asuras were at a complete disadvantage, retreating steadily, and defeat was only a matter of time.

The reason they can still hold on is only because of the Asura race's indomitable spirit; any other race would have been routed and begging for mercy long ago.

"Look at the sky!"

Someone suddenly exclaimed and pointed to the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a golden light shooting into the sky. The Great Ape King held the Ruyi Cudgel, his golden eyes like torches. Every strike he made was accompanied by earth-shattering power, leaving dozens of Asura experts powerless to fight back. His overwhelming combat power left everyone dumbfounded and their minds shaken.

"That's... the Great Ape King of the East Sea?"

Feng Xuanzi's eyes widened in disbelief, his face filled with shock. He could hardly believe his eyes.

"Can anyone tell me why the Great Ape King is on the side of the Underworld?"

Everyone looked bewildered and confused. Yuan Kong had clearly said that he had already dealt with the Great Ape King. Was this what he meant by "dealing with"?

This is clearly inviting trouble, turning the Great Ape King into an ally of the underworld!

"No wonder the Buddhist monks haven't shown up yet; they must have messed things up and are too ashamed to face us!"

Some people were so angry that they gritted their teeth, their voices filled with resentment and bitterness.

"Senior, the situation is out of control. What should we do?"

Some people looked at the Old Immortal Penglai with urgent words. What they thought was a sure thing was now full of flaws. The promised help had become a mortal enemy, and the situation had completely slipped out of their control.

Feng Xuanzi's face was ashen, his heart burning with rage. The fact that he managed to suppress his anger and not curse was already an extreme act of self-control.

The Old Immortal of Penglai took a deep breath, managing to remain calm at this crucial moment. His gaze sharpened like a knife as he pointed directly at Zhong Jiu, who was surrounded by underworld deities. He shouted in a deep voice, "Things have come to this point, there's only one path left! Take down the City God of Xingsha, seize the initiative in the battle, and perhaps there's still a chance for everything to turn around!"

The old immortal of Penglai's word was as good as gold, instantly giving everyone confidence.

"Alright! Let's give it a shot!"

Feng Xuanzi gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "Take down the City God, turn the tide of the battle, and when I see that scoundrel Yuan Kong, I'll definitely give him a good humiliation!"

Before the words were even finished, everyone attacked simultaneously, their spiritual energy surging and transforming into several streams of light, each carrying a deadly attack, heading straight for Zhong Jiu.

They knew very well that the City God was the core of the underworld, and that as long as they captured him, the underworld army would collapse without a fight.

The battle in Xingsha City intensified, while at the same time, 130 miles outside the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom, in the Hidden Soldier Gorge, a different scene of tension was unfolding.

The name Cangbing Gorge comes from a story from hundreds of years ago where a general ambushed and defeated the enemy in one battle. It is similar to the ancient Chinese idiom "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass," and has been passed down for centuries.

Today, this place has become the only way for the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom's army to pass through, and also the place where the Underworld has set up a deadly trap.

Nearly ten million ghost soldiers swept in like locusts, annihilating all life wherever they passed. Dense yin energy swept across the land, instantly withering vegetation and turning the earth gray-black. The terrifying aura sent chills down people's spines.

"Big brother, look ahead!"

The Green Ghost King pointed to the entrance of the Hidden Soldier Gorge, his voice trembling slightly.

As everyone looked up, they saw a dense array of neatly arranged soul soldiers at the entrance of the Hidden Soldier Gorge. Their armor was gleaming, and their imposing presence was overwhelming. At a glance, there were as many as three million soldiers. The sheer scale of their army made the Ghost Kings' hearts pound with fear.

"Impossible! The Underworld only had 400,000 soul soldiers three years ago, how could there suddenly be so many more?"

The ghost kings stared in disbelief, their faces filled with astonishment. The information they had received was completely different from the scene before them; it was worlds apart.

The Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor's face was gloomy. He had originally intended to retreat, but now he was in a dilemma and had been forced to send troops. However, he had completely changed his mind after that.

Now that things have come to this, there is no turning back; we can only go down this path to the bitter end.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, he shouted sharply, "What's the panic? Our forces outnumber theirs by more than three times! They're only three million Soul Soldiers, but kill them! Flatten Hidden Soldier Gorge and take Star Sand City!"

With a command from the Heavenly Demon Emperor, nearly ten million ghost soldiers swarmed out, roaring as they charged toward the soul soldier formation.

But no one knew that among these nearly ten million ghost soldiers, less than half were truly trained elites. The rest were just scattered soldiers, ordinary residents of the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom who had been forcibly conscripted. Their combat strength was low, and they didn't even understand basic military formations.

In the eyes of the Ghost Kings, five million elite ghost soldiers plus five million miscellaneous soldiers could easily crush the enemy even if they had three million soul soldiers. The numerical advantage was enough to make up for all the differences.

At the forefront of the Soul Soldier Formation, Bai Qi, longsword in hand and white robes frosted with age, gazed at the charging ghost army, a cold smile curving his lips, his tone full of disdain and mockery: "Numbers have never been the key to deciding a war."

"Does the enemy think that adding these scattered soldiers will increase their fighting strength? In my opinion, this is nothing but self-inflicted chaos and a path to their own demise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qi suddenly drew his long sword. A terrifying killing intent swept across the entire area. It was the overwhelming power that had been accumulated from experiencing thousands of troops and killing millions of soldiers. Just the aura alone made the ghost army rushing in front of him freeze, their faces filled with fear.

The three million soul soldiers behind him stepped forward in unison, and with a loud "bang," the earth trembled violently. The aura of the entire army was perfectly connected with Bai Qi, forming an unparalleled military force. Their uniform low shouts echoed throughout the canyon, making the ghost army uneasy.

The Green Ghost King's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock, "Who is this general? How can he single-handedly coordinate the entire army, commanding three million soldiers as if they were his own limbs? This is simply impossible!"

Bai Qi remained expressionless, his longsword flashing slightly as an order was instantly transmitted to the entire army.

The three million soul soldiers marched in perfect unison, as if they were a single entity, advancing steadily towards the ghost army with powerful and resounding steps. Each step struck the very souls of the ghost soldiers, and their disciplined military formation sent chills down the spines of the ghost kings.

Just as the two armies were about to clash, Bai Qi slashed his long sword sharply to the right, his command as firm as a mountain!

The three million soul soldiers reacted extremely quickly, splitting into five neat square formations almost instantly and beginning to change formations at lightning speed.

The two armies are extremely close to each other. Changing formation at this moment is extremely dangerous. If they are not careful, they will lose their composure and be caught off guard by the enemy, who will defeat them in one fell swoop.

But Bai Qi's tactical changes were extremely fast and extremely agile.

The three million soul soldiers seemed to be a part of his body, instantly changing formation according to his will, without the slightest delay or flaw, perfectly flawless.

As the battle formation shifted, 400,000 soul soldiers clad in black armor instantly appeared. They were the Zhao soldiers who had been buried alive by Bai Qi years ago. After three years of rigorous training by Bai Qi, they had been completely transformed. Now, each of them was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, their eyes flashing with a scarlet light.

After a furious shout, he was the first to charge out of the formation, heading straight for the vanguard of the ghost army.

This tactical shift was swift, accurate, and ruthless. The vanguard of the ghost army had no time to react before 400,000 black-armored soul soldiers charged into the formation, wielding their weapons and instantly reaping the lives of a large number of ghost soldiers.

"kill!"

As soon as the slaughter began, the pent-up resentment in the hearts of the 400,000 black-armored soul soldiers erupted instantly. Their eyes turned bloodshot, and their attacks became ruthless and merciless, each move deadly, each strike carrying a raging inferno.

But unlike three years ago, even when they are caught up in the killing, they have not lost their minds, and a trace of clarity remains deep in their eyes.

This is the result of Zhong Jiu and Bai Qi's joint training. It has both the formidable combat power brought by overwhelming resentment and the rationality brought by strict military discipline, making it a perfect war machine.

"What a ruthless soul weapon!"

"Are they the ghost army, or are we the ghost army?"

"How could the soul soldiers of the underworld be so ferocious?"

The ghost kings were shocked and felt a chill run down their spines. The fighting style of these 400,000 soul soldiers was too brutal. They would not make a move unless they were absolutely ruthless.

Even more terrifying is that after they kill the ghost soldiers, they will open their mouths and swallow their souls, rapidly growing stronger by devouring their opponents!