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

Four hundred thousand black-armored soul soldiers, like sharp knives, tore apart the ghost army's formation. The remaining two million six hundred thousand soul soldiers followed closely behind, launching a segmented attack around the torn formation, with clear division of labor and tacit cooperation.

Originally, the number of ghost soldiers was three times that of the soul soldiers, but under Bai Qi's brilliant command, they managed to create a situation where the enemy outnumbered them in some areas.

Four hundred thousand black-armored soul soldiers sliced ​​the ghost army into pieces like butter, while the remaining soul soldiers swarmed forward and annihilated them at top speed. The screams of the ghost army rose and fell, unable to put up any effective resistance.

"We can't let them keep charging! Everyone, attack and wipe out these 400,000 scum!"

The Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor's face was so gloomy it could drip water, and he shouted sternly.

They came with great momentum, intending to sweep through Nanling Province and capture Xingsha City, but now they can't even get through the Hidden Soldiers Gorge. They are being blocked by three million Soul Soldiers. This is a disgrace and a joke to the entire Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom!

With a command from the Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor, a group of ghost kings roared into action, followed by tens of thousands of ghost generals.

These ghost generals, who were originally the core of the army, have now been forcibly transferred to become sharp blades, specifically targeting the 400,000 black-armored soul soldiers, with the aim of completely annihilating them and turning the tide of the battle.

Bai Qi saw this from afar, his expression unchanged. He brought his long sword down again, and a crisp command resounded throughout the entire arena.

The next second, tens of thousands of Soul Generals charged out from the Soul Soldier camp, clad in gleaming armor and exuding a powerful aura, like tigers descending the mountain. They instantly stopped the Ghost Generals, and the sound of metal clashing rang out again. The battle between the Soul Generals and the Ghost Generals instantly began.

"There are so many soul generals in the underworld?"

"In just three years, they've accumulated such wealth?"

"I'm really curious, where do the soldiers of the underworld come from?"

The group of ghost kings were completely stunned, standing there bewildered in the wind, deeply shocked.

Three years ago, there were only a handful of Soul Generals in the Underworld, but now, Bai Qi alone has tens of thousands of Soul Generals under his command. This speed of development is simply defying the heavens!

They would never know that if Zhong Jiu heard their doubts, he would simply smile and give the simplest answer: This is the power of the system.

Three years have passed, and all corners of the world are striving to become stronger. But the Underworld is never one to sit idly by and wait for its demise. Their rise was already destined.

Today's battle is merely the beginning of the underworld's display of power.

The three years of accumulated incense offerings in Nanling Province have created a powerful force capable of shaking the heavens and the earth!

Zhong Jiu not only increased the number of soul soldiers to its peak, but also directly summoned a large number of soul soldier generals. It was these generals who allowed Bai Qi to completely control three million soul soldiers and command them as easily as if they were his own arms.

A true commander doesn't need to micromanage every single soldier; if he can unite his generals and officers, he is already a renowned commander throughout history!

"Ignore these worthless soul generals, join forces to annihilate those 400,000 soul soldiers! Without them, the remaining trash can't possibly stop my Ghost Kingdom's army!"

The Green Ghost King saw through the crux of the battle at a glance. Although the three million soul soldiers were well-trained, the real killing move lay with the four hundred thousand elite troops.

Once they are eliminated, the tide of battle will be completely turned.

"Second brother is right!"

The other ghost kings echoed in unison, and the eight ghost kings rushed out at the same time. Terrifying ghost energy swept across the entire area. Whether it was soul soldiers or ghost armies, they were all suppressed by this level and trembled violently, their breaths becoming sluggish.

In contrast, Bai Qi remained calm and silent, only slowly raising his right hand.

The moment he raised his hand, the 400,000 soul soldiers all looked up, their eyes blazing with blood-red light. Countless streaks of blood-red light shot straight into the sky, converging in mid-air to form a ferocious and terrifying phantom of a beast—Zhu Yan!

Zhu Yan resembles a monkey, with a white head and red feet. Its blood-red eyes surge with overwhelming ferocity, and the war aura surrounding it almost tears the sky apart.

This is an ancient war beast. Legend has it that when the Zhu Yan appears in the world, a great war will break out, and the mountains and rivers will be stained with blood!

This is the battle spirit condensed from 400,000 soul soldiers!

"Battle Spirit?!"

The Green Ghost King's expression changed drastically, his voice filled with horror, "These 400,000 soul soldiers have actually condensed battle spirits? They are not ordinary soul soldiers, they are the elite of the elite!"

The spirit of battle is the exclusive symbol of an elite army.

Elite troops like the Xuanjia Army, though few in number, are invincible and undefeated in battle thanks to their fighting spirit.

But everyone knows that these elite troops are the most difficult to train, as they are all carefully selected and tempered through blood and fire.

But before them stood 400,000 soul soldiers, all transformed into elites, and they had even condensed the Zhu Yan battle spirit!

This is simply appalling!

Even Zhong Jiu was quite shocked when he heard Bai Qi's report.

The name of Lord Wu'an is indeed well-deserved; he has managed to train this force of 400,000 extraordinary soul soldiers to be so formidable.

Chung Kau named him "Kuang Yi Jun"!

Born with resentment, unruly and rebellious, his resentment turns into madness, yet his madness is tempered with restraint, carefree and unrestrained, capable of crushing any powerful enemy!

The next second, Zhu Yan let out a roar that shook the universe, its body swelled several times in size, and with a world-destroying power, it rushed straight towards the eight ghost kings!

The eight ghost kings turned deathly pale instantly, a deadly sense of crisis gripping them.

How is that possible?

They actually felt a sense of pressure comparable to that of a Soul Emperor from one of the battle spirits!

His pupils shrank instantly, and the shock in his heart had already exceeded his limit.

The Ghost Kings were skilled at training troops in the Ghost Kingdom and were by no means mediocre. They knew better than anyone that training an army of 400,000 to the point of condensing battle spirits was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Who exactly is the commander of this army of soul soldiers?

Why have I never heard of this person in the underworld or the ghost realm?

Another roar erupted, Zhu Yan's roar containing the ancient laws of war, instantly sweeping across the entire area.

All three million of their own soul soldiers were amplified, their auras surged, and their fighting spirit soared; while the opposing ghost army was shaken to the point of utter terror by the roar, their limbs went weak, and they couldn't even hold onto their ghost weapons. They collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with fear.

The battle instantly turned into a one-sided massacre!

Even more astonishingly, the combined attack of the eight Ghost Kings failed to subdue a single Zhu Yan battle spirit!

Zhu Yan possessed immense strength. When he opened his left eye, countless flying stars crashed down, causing the ghost kings to retreat and their ghostly energy to dissipate. When he closed his right eye, countless illusions appeared out of thin air, disturbing the minds of the ghost kings and causing them to make numerous mistakes. The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, but it was difficult to determine a winner.

In mid-air, the Crimson Prison Ghost King was both shocked and furious, and shouted angrily, "A bunch of useless trash! You can't even take down a single battle spirit!"

He was initially reluctant to make a move due to his serious injuries, but seeing that the eight ghost kings were unable to break through the stalemate, and fearing that things might change if he dragged it out any longer, he finally couldn't hold back any longer, gritted his teeth, and soared into the sky, heading straight for Zhu Yan.

He was completely unaware that Bai Qi, who had been commanding the army on the other side of the battlefield, had already disappeared.

At this moment, Bai Qi was like an invisible black shadow, lurking in the Soul Weapon Formation, exuding a cold killing intent, like a lurking venomous snake, quietly waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

This scene is strikingly similar to the Battle of Changping back then.

Back then, the State of Zhao replaced Lian Po with Zhao Kuo, while the Qin army secretly changed its commander, with Wang He stepping down and Bai Qi taking over in a time of crisis.

It was this change of commander that led to the Zhao army's utter defeat, with mountains of corpses, foreshadowing the downfall of the Zhao state.

Bai Qi has always been the most shrewd hunter, deeply understanding the principle of "a single strike is a sure kill." He has been waiting for the moment when the Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor leaves his weakness and makes a desperate gamble.

It's now!

Just as the Crimson Prison Ghost King was about to help the eight Ghost Kings besiege Zhu Yan, Bai Qi suddenly moved!

He gripped a cold longsword, his figure as swift as lightning, and leaped into the air. His terrifying peak Soul Emperor power erupted instantly, and with a single slash, a jet-black sword light pierced the sky, carrying a sharp sound that tore through space, heading straight for the Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor to cut him in half!

Crimson Prison Ghost King was caught off guard. By the time he realized the killing intent and tried to dodge, it was too late.

The terrifying sword light rapidly magnified in his eyes, and its chill instantly froze his limbs and bones.

"A Soul Emperor-level expert?!"

Overwhelmed by boundless fear, the last shred of hope in his heart vanished completely.

He was already seriously injured and completely unprepared, so how could he possibly withstand a sneak attack from a Soul Emperor at his peak?

As shrewd and experienced as Bai Qi is, his every move is a killing blow, his sword flashes and shadows follow, without the slightest hesitation!

boom!

As the sword light struck, the Crimson Prison Ghost King's body was cleaved in two. His ghostly aura instantly dissipated, his expression quickly dimmed, and only endless regret remained in his eyes.

He was originally the number one ghost king under the Ghost Mother of the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom, with a prestigious position and a promising future. As long as he devoted himself to cultivation, he might be able to break through to the Ghost Immortal realm. But now, he has ended up being cut in half at the waist.

Whose fault is this?

He suddenly remembered the Ghost Mother's warning and instantly realized: it was never wrong to live in seclusion and cultivate in isolation; what was wrong was having boundless ambition without the corresponding strength! Unfortunately, he realized this too late.

Seeing Bai Qi closing in step by step, the Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor, with only half his body remaining, let out a bitter laugh and asked with his last bit of strength, "Your Excellency... who exactly are you? I am unwilling to accept my defeat and want to know who I lost to."

He lost everything, from military tactics to strategy, and suffered a complete defeat.

He didn't know that even without a sneak attack, the person in front of him, with the strength of a peak Soul Emperor, could easily kill him, who was already severely injured.

But Bai Qi never showed mercy. In battle, victory was the only truth. The sneak attack was only to eliminate all hidden dangers, to kill with one blow, and to end the battle quickly!

Bai Qi looked down at him, his voice as indifferent as ice: "My name is Bai Qi."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his longsword again, and the head of the Crimson Prison Ghost King fell to the ground with a thud.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Qi's cold voice resounded throughout the battlefield, each word like a thunderclap: "The Crimson Prison Ghost Emperor is dead!"

In the Battle of Changping, he massacred 400,000 Zhao soldiers, earning him the title of "Butcher of Men"; now that he has slain a million ghost soldiers, his title should be changed to "Butcher of Ghosts"!