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

The Kingdom of Hanming is located in the land of Hanming.

That was the deepest, coldest, and darkest place in the underworld, a place of bitter cold and desolation.

The Frost Demon Clan, also known as the Frost Ghost Clan, are born with demonic energy and have strange personalities. Their path of cultivation is different from other ghost clans, and they always go it alone.

This is also why the Hanming Kingdom is not well-known.

Normally, they never leave the Frozen Land, and the ghosts from the outside world dare not easily step into that dead land.

The mountains are barren of vegetation, the peaks do not reach the sky, the ridges are devoid of life, the caves do not hold clouds, and the streams do not flow. It is desolate, dilapidated, and utterly devoid of vitality—this is the desolate and cold land.

"I wonder what price the Ancient You Kingdom paid to get the Hanming Kingdom to send troops to help them."

Zhong Jiu muttered to himself, slightly surprised.

Despite the unexpected turn of events, he felt no fear whatsoever.

It's just that there's one more Hanming Kingdom.

"I have been in the position of judge for some time, but it is still a long way off that I can break through to the realm of Yama. What troubles me the most is the second condition."

Zhong Jiu pondered his thoughts to himself.

He has three trials to overcome before he can advance to the rank of Yama, the King of Hell.

Of the three conditions, the third one, expanding the army by 30 million, is the easiest.

Bai Qi already has an army of 12 million. To deal with this battle, he can summon another 8 million Yin soldiers, which will bring the total to 20 million.

After this battle, the Underworld's prestige will soar, expanding its territory by tens of thousands of miles. Naturally, countless ghosts will flock to it, and a force of thirty million will be within easy reach.

The third condition was never an obstacle for him.

What really gave him a headache were the first two points.

The first rule is to control reincarnation and the rebirth of living beings in the mortal realm.

The second requirement is to establish authority in the underworld and make a name for oneself there. He has been steadily working on this, and since the reopening of the underworld, he has swept through Yin Mountain and destroyed the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom, but he still hasn't met the system's requirements.

Zhong Jiu had no idea and could only speculate. Since that was the case, he decided to go all out!

If we could wipe out the two transcendent powers of Guyou Kingdom and Hanming Kingdom in one fell swoop, we should be able to achieve this condition, right?

Upon realizing this, Zhong Jiu felt that the arrival of the Hanming Kingdom was perfectly timed and brilliant!

With a thought, he flashed and disappeared from the Judge's Hall in an instant.

They reappeared at Yinshan.

Today, Yinshan has been fully developed, and countless natural treasures are continuously transported out and sent to Fengdu.

The divine materials for forging weapons abundant in Yinshan were transformed into a series of gleaming divine weapons by the Weaponry Bureau, which Zhong Jiu had recently exchanged for. These weapons were used to arm the Yin army, ready to be used in battle and shake the entire underworld!

A year later, Bai Qi's Yin soldiers are no longer what they used to be; their numbers have skyrocketed, and their combat power has undergone a complete transformation.

Looking around, the military formation resembled a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching, its killing intent soaring to the heavens, and each ghostly soldier exuded a chilling aura of elite strength.

The ancient and ominous Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation has been improved and expanded on a large scale.

At this moment, seven million ghost soldiers were being trained within it.

This deployment of troops was the largest of all of Bai Qi's military training exercises.

As the grand formation was first completed, a chilling wind howled, causing even Zhong Jiu, who was standing in mid-air, to feel a sudden shiver run down his spine as a coldness penetrated his very soul.

"Once this formation is complete, even if the enemy outnumbers us several times over, we can annihilate them in one fell swoop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Jiu descended from the sky.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

On the military training ground, dozens of Yin generals suddenly knelt on one knee, the sound of which shook the earth.

Zhong Jiu raised his hand in a gesture of support, his gaze falling directly on Bai Qi in the main seat: "Have you heard?"

Bai Dian nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. His tone was arrogant yet composed: "The allied forces of the two countries are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs in my eyes, easily defeated in a day or two!"

Zhong Jiu smiled, showing no surprise whatsoever. Bai Qi's confidence was ingrained in his bones, but it never turned into arrogance. On the battlefield, he was always the calmest one.

"The combined forces of Hanming and Guyou amount to a total of 80 million!"

Zhong Jiu changed the subject, "Your twelve million is still too little."

"I will add another eight million elite troops to your ranks!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Jiu gritted his teeth and activated the system, pouring out most of the incense points he had accumulated over the years.

These eight million Yin soldiers are no ordinary troops; they are like the Mad Army, drawing upon the ancient, powerful forces that left their mark on their home planet in previous lives.

Having tasted the sweetness of Kuang Yijun's success, Chung Kau decided to take a gamble.

If we can get another ace, we'll have the victory in our grasp!

"System, target: Eastern History Kingdom War Soul of Blue Star, draw immediately!"

With a slight tremor in his mind, a sense of tension instantly gripped Zhong Jiu's soul.

[Congratulations, host! You have acquired one million soldiers from the Former Qin Dynasty!]

[Congratulations, host! You have acquired two million elite Qin soldiers!]

[Congratulations, host! You have acquired 600,000 troops of Xiang Yan from the Chu Kingdom!]

[Congratulations, host! One million Imperial Guards and one million Garrison Troops of the Great Song Dynasty have joined the ranks!]

[Congratulations, host! One million Yellow Turban soldiers and seven hundred thousand Tang Dynasty border troops have arrived!]

[Congratulations, host! 300,000 Wei Wu soldiers and 400,000 Qin Great Wall troops have been incorporated into your forces!]

……

System notifications flooded the screen like a waterfall, with countless ancient military spirits from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Tang and Song Dynasties gathering at Yinshan Mountain, transcending time and space.

Zhong Jiu's gaze swept over the area, his expression a mixture of joy and worry.

There was a pleasant surprise! Two million elite Qin soldiers, four hundred thousand Great Wall troops, as well as Tang border troops and Wei elite soldiers, were all in good military formation, exuding a fierce aura. It was clear at a glance that they were top-notch combat forces.

With Bai Qi's guidance, these old guard will only become stronger.

The qualifications of some soldiers are also worrying. For example, the million soldiers of the Former Qin were nothing more than Fu Jian's "whip-throwing-to-stop-flow" army, with 300,000 soldiers mixed with 700,000 laborers, and they were once defeated by the Northern Army.

The million Yellow Turban soldiers were rebels, but they were just farmers who had put down their hoes and picked up swords.

The Imperial Guards and the Garrison Army of the Song Dynasty were notorious for wasting money and supplies and for having weak fighting capabilities.

Xiang Yan's 600,000 Chu troops were only mediocre, having experienced total annihilation in their previous lives.

The polarization is a true reflection of these eight million new soldiers.

Bai Qi walked slowly to the front of the army, his gaze lingering on the Qin elite soldiers for a moment before turning to Zhong Jiu and saying, "My lord, there is no need to worry; they are all promising talents."

Zhong Jiu raised an eyebrow: "A promising talent?"

"A cowardly soldier is just one cowardly soldier; a cowardly general leads to a whole army of cowardly soldiers."

Bai Qi said with certainty, "Although they are not yet of good use, with my guidance, they will become qualified Yin soldiers in less than ten days. Those elite troops, with a little training, have even more potential to forge a strong military spirit."

"Eight million is enough."

Zhong Jiu couldn't tell if he was trying to comfort her or if he was genuinely confident, so he just sighed softly, "It's a pity, there's no time for you to train your troops."

Bai Qi's eyes flashed with a cold light, his killing intent chilling: "The battlefield is the training ground; a single bloody battle is worth more than ten years of training!"

Zhong Jiu nodded and said no more.

Bai Qi was in charge of the advance and defeat of the enemy. He only needed to sit in Yinshan and use this natural barrier to stop the 80 million-strong allied army.

The two kingdoms of Hanming and Guyou were not incapable of summoning more ghost troops; they were simply confident of victory, believing that their 80 million troops would be enough to sweep through the underworld, so why bother with any more trouble?

This battle concerns the very survival of the underworld.

If they win, the Underworld will rise to become the most powerful force in the underworld, and all beings in the underworld will respect and submit to them; Zhong Jiu will also be able to complete the system upgrade.

Therefore, most of the Yin gods of Fengdu followed the army and gathered at Yinshan, creating an atmosphere of war preparation as dark clouds loomed over the city.

Meanwhile, the allied forces had already sounded the call to advance.

Eighty million ghost soldiers swept in like a locust plague, changing the color of the sky and earth and causing all spirits to scatter. No one dared to confront their might.

At the forefront of the allied forces, a nine-headed Yin dragon pulled a bronze chariot, soaring through the heavens. The ancient You Kingdom ruler sat in the chariot, exuding an imposing aura.

Beside the chariot, a one-eyed earth dragon stood proudly, and the shadowy figure of the Cold Nether Kingdom Lord sat in the gap of the beast's back spike, his triangular eyes flashing with a cold and fierce light.

"My help to you this time is a huge favor to you."

The King of Hanming was surrounded by black mist, his voice hoarse as if grinding iron, "After this is accomplished, if you dare to break your promise to me, don't blame me for turning ruthless!"

The King of Guyou Kingdom calmly raised his hand: "My word is as good as gold, and I will never go back on my word."

In his heart, he actually looked down on the Hanming Kingdom. It had no city or system, and lived like a savage tribe in a cold cave. The king didn't even know how to use the title "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I" or "I"), and always asked for benefits. He really didn't have the demeanor of a ruler.

However, he trusted Hanming the most, because this clan needed to rely on the land of Hanming for cultivation and had no covetousness for the territory of the underworld, making them the most reliable ally.

"That would be best."

The King of Hanming closed his eyes and said no more.

The two men had icy expressions; they looked more like enemies who had temporarily teamed up than collaborators.

Just then, a fawning voice broke the silence: "Your Majesty Hanming is overthinking it!"

The Dark Abyss Demon King emerged, bowing first to the King of Hanming Kingdom. "Our king is known for his integrity, and what you desire is but a drop in the ocean for our Ancient Nether Kingdom. How could we go back on our word?"

He then turned to the King of Guyou Kingdom, smiling obsequiously, "Your Majesty, please don't be offended. His Majesty Hanming has lived in the abyss for a long time and is straightforward by nature. He was merely being cautious. How could he not know that you would offend such a powerful being as Hanming?"

His words pleased both sides.

The King of Hanming opened his eyes and said approvingly, "You ghosts are quite clever. Why don't you surrender to my Hanming Kingdom, and I will grant you a high position."

That's incorrect!

The King of Guyou immediately refused, saying, "Dark Abyss Mountain belongs to my close ministers; how can I allow others to lay a finger on it?"

He now trusts the Dark Abyss Demon King far more than Wang Yiqi. This demon king is sweet-talking and resourceful, and can always come up with ideas at crucial moments. How could he bear to let him go?

The King of Hanming regretfully gave up.

On the surface, the Dark Abyss Demon King was flattered, but in his heart, he cursed the two old devils to the bone: You two idiots! Once I've used you to destroy the Underworld, I'll make my escape. Who has the patience to serve you!

He had long harbored ambitions to establish his own kingdom. What was the joy of being a big brother compared to being a subordinate? In his eyes, these two rulers were nothing more than fools to be manipulated.

With my abilities, if I were willing to submit to someone else, I would have been second only to the emperor long ago.

The Dark Abyss Demon King secretly reveled in his triumph, thinking: "How can I, with my innate pride, refuse to be subservient to others! Damn the Underworld! I will lead an allied army of 80 million from the Ancient Nether and Cold Nether Kingdoms to raze you to the ground! Today, I will make you vanish into thin air!"

The Dark Abyss Demon King's eyes gleamed with arrogance, his triumph almost overflowing. The tragic scene of the destruction of the Underworld had already appeared in his mind, and his whole body trembled with excitement.