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

On the battlefield of ghosts and gods.

Visibly, a vacuum zone was carved out in the center of the battlefield, and the Xuanjia Army took the opportunity to advance dozens of steps, their momentum even stronger!

"Is this... is this the power of the underworld's elite?"

Everyone watching the war stared wide-eyed, utterly shocked by its terrifying destructive power.

The era of cold weapons is long gone, but this group of Xuanjia soldiers wielding long halberds has demonstrated a domineering power far exceeding that of firearms!

It is as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as fierce as fire, as immovable as a mountain, as unpredictable as the shadows, and as powerful as thunder!

This is clearly the legendary style of a powerful army that has never been defeated in a hundred battles!

"Damn it! These bunch of useless trash!"

Yan Xiao's face was extremely ugly. She didn't care about the life or death of these low-level evil spirits, but watching her subordinates being slaughtered like wheat was a slap in the face!

"All lowly evil spirits, retreat! Army of vengeful spirits, advance!"

Her shrill voice echoed throughout the army, filled with undisguised anger.

The next second, thousands of fierce ghosts roared and rushed out, their bodies surrounded by black mist and their ferocity soaring. They were the true elite among the ghost army, and their combat power far exceeded that of ordinary evil ghosts!

"The vengeful ghost is here!"

Zhong Yingmei held her breath, her palms sweating. Since the resurgence of Yin energy, there had never been such a large-scale battle between humans and ghosts on this land, let alone with thousands of ferocious and vengeful ghosts as the opponents!

"Our determination to break through their formation is unwavering, a fight to the death!"

All the Xuanjia soldiers raised their heads at the same time and let out a deep and powerful roar!

Roar--!

The fierce tiger spirit that had appeared before manifested again, its blood-red "King" character shining brightly on its forehead, its massive tiger body comparable to a small mountain, and it suddenly raised its head and roared, "Awoo!"

The deafening roar of the tiger soared into the sky, and the dozens of fierce ghosts at the forefront were instantly shattered by the sound waves!

The battle spirit stood tall in the air, its sharp claws waving and its tiger tail sweeping across, each attack carrying a world-destroying power.

The vengeful ghosts charged forward one after another, only to be swept away time and time again, their souls scattered!

"Battle Spirit! This Soul Soldier has actually condensed a Battle Spirit!"

Lengjiao's eyes widened in disbelief. "No wonder a mere seven hundred men dared to charge into the enemy lines; they had such a trump card!"

"So what if they've gathered their battle spirits? Today they'll all die here!"

Yan Xiao was now completely enraged. With a sudden wave of his hand, he pushed hundreds more demons to the front of the formation and shouted, "You bunch of fools! Avoid that tiger, attack their formation, and tear them to shreds!"

Upon receiving the order, the vengeful spirits first glanced in fear at the incomparably mighty tiger battle spirit, then a portion of them separated to entangle the battle spirit, while the rest pounced on the Xuanjia Army's formation like hungry wolves!

They came too fast for the Xuanjia Army's halberds to block them all. The soldiers immediately drew their waist knives and quickly formed an impenetrable circular formation, fighting fiercely while steadily advancing forward!

From beginning to end, Zhong Jiu stood firmly in the center of the army formation, never making a move. His eyes were like lightning, fixed on Yan Xiao in front of him, his fingers gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.

"One thousand steps to go, keep moving forward, no mistakes allowed!"

"promise!"

The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army responded in unison, their voices booming, and engaged in a fierce battle with the vengeful ghosts, fighting and advancing relentlessly, not giving an inch!

Seeing that the Xuanjia Army was still able to advance steadily despite the siege of the evil spirits, Yan Xiao was completely enraged and hysterically ordered, "All evil spirits, charge! Stop them at all costs!"

Roar!

The crimson "King" character on the forehead of the Fierce Tiger Battle Spirit became even more vivid and dazzling, and streams of rich blood light spread out, dyeing the entire striped tiger blood red, and its power surged!

It took the initiative and pounced into the ghost army. Its sharp claws swept across, and hundreds of evil ghosts vanished into thin air in an instant!

Zhong Jiu still didn't make a move, but silently calculated the distance: "Eight hundred steps to go!"

Closer... closer and closer!

All the ghost soldiers were blinded and charged forward recklessly. They looked like they were fighting for their lives, but in reality, it was only because of the ghost generals who were holding the line that they dared not retreat at all!

If it weren't for the two ghost generals Yan Xiao and Leng Jiao guarding the scene, these cowardly evil spirits would have run away long ago. Who would be willing to fight to the death with the fierce and evil Xuanjia Army?

As the Ghost Army launched a frenzied counterattack, the pressure on the Xuanjia Army increased, and their tight formation began to loosen.

But that doesn't matter at all. The Ghost Army was not an elite force to begin with; it was just a bunch of rabble and stragglers. Even if the Xuanjia Army showed some weakness, they wouldn't be able to catch them!

The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army were a battle-hardened force that specialized in fighting tough and difficult battles. Now, this life-or-death struggle has completely unleashed the ferocity in their bones!

Their eyes were like burning lanterns, flickering with eerie ghostly flames. Their armor exuded a chilling black aura, and the halberds and short swords in their hands were already stained dark red with the black blood of evil spirits, their murderous aura soaring to the sky!

"kill!"

With a deafening roar, the Xuanjia Army's circular formation suddenly changed into an incomparably sharp cone-shaped formation!

The Xuanjia Army, which had been on the defensive, suddenly switched to offense. This unexpected change of formation caught the loosely organized Ghost Army completely off guard!

By the time they realized what was happening, they were already at a loss and in complete chaos!

This brief period of chaos was enough for the Xuanjia Army!

The cone-shaped formation, like a sharp drill, tore through the ghost army's formation, carving in five hundred paces and getting closer and closer to Yan Xiao!

Just as there are no fixed formations in warfare, there are no fixed shapes in water!

In a battle between two armies, a small change can often affect the overall outcome!

This is why the commander's military strategy was so important in ancient warfare. Although Yan Xiao was a ghost general, she was illiterate and did not understand any military tactics. She never expected that the Xuanjia Army could suddenly change formation in the midst of the fierce battle!

Even though she shouted herself hoarse trying to reorganize the formation, she could only watch helplessly as her army collapsed and the Xuanjia Army was already right under her nose!

Chung Kau had been waiting for this opportunity!

A sharp, dark light flashed across the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand. Zhong Jiu leaped up like an arrow released from a bow, traversing three hundred paces. His sword light was as dazzling as a bolt of lightning, piercing straight at Yan Xiao Ghost General!

"Shameless scoundrel! How dare you launch a sneak attack!"

Yan Xiao was shocked and hastily raised his hand to block, but the sword light pierced his arm, black blood gushed out, and he was seriously injured!

"A sneak attack? You dare to challenge me!"

Zhong Jiu sneered, his divine power surging, forcing the surrounding evil spirits back dozens of meters. "I was merely afraid you'd flee when things went wrong, so I waited for a foolproof opportunity to send you to your death!"

"You wretched creature, today you will pay for the lives of those who perished under your demonic claws! Die!"

With his longsword pointed again, Zhong Jiu's killing intent was fully revealed; this sword strike would surely kill!

He was burning with rage. Not to mention that Yan Xiao dared to lead his army to invade Guiling City, the monstrous carnage caused by these evil spirits today was enough to make her die without a burial place!

It was as if there were invisible steps beneath Zhong Jiu's feet. As he climbed the steps, his aura grew stronger with each step he took!

In particular, his mastery of both divine and human cultivation complements each other, making his power terrifyingly powerful!

"Damn it! Do gods of the underworld really exist in this world?"

Yan Xiao had only been fighting Zhong Jiu for a short while when he was already showing signs of defeat, his heart filled with shock and disbelief!

It wasn't just because Zhong Jiu's strength far surpassed hers, but also because of the seventh-rank official robe with cloud patterns that Zhong Jiu wore. For ghosts, the imposing official aura contained in this robe had a suppressive force that increased exponentially!

When Yan Xiao fought him, he was completely suppressed by Guan Wei, and could only exert up to 60% of his strength!

How can we fight like this?

This is blatant bullying!

A deep sense of fear welled up in Yan Xiao's heart. Could it be that the underworld really exists in this world?

Why was this person so imposing that she felt an urge to bow down and kneel before him?

If gods were to truly descend upon the world, how would these ghosts conduct themselves?

Countless thoughts churned in her mind, throwing her into turmoil!

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me? You're courting death!"

The Demon-Slaying Sword in Zhong Jiu's hand emitted a series of buzzing sounds, as if it was also angry because of Yan Xiao's contempt!

With a single slash, the sword light faintly carried the mournful howls of countless ghosts. The method of forging this ghost-slaying sword was simple and brutal: one had to select a fine sword embryo and slay evil ghosts day and night. Over time, the sword would contain endless ghost-slaying power and malevolent energy!

To Yan Xiao, the howls of those ghosts sounded like a warning to others, sending chills down her spine!

She seemed to have already seen her own fate. Would she, like those evil spirits, be slain by the sword, wailing and vanishing amidst the flashing blades?

She was fighting against Zhong Jiu with all her might, but she was already stretched thin!

"Help me, please!"

Yan Xiao could no longer hold on and cried out for help. Hundreds of vengeful ghosts responded and flew over to attack Zhong Jiu!

"What kind of Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to act so arrogantly in front of me?"

Zhong Jiu's eyes turned cold, and he flicked his index finger lightly at the sword!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three clear sword cries resounded through the heavens and earth. Immediately afterwards, countless sharp sword shadows burst forth from the sword, slicing through the sky with dark light, tearing towards the group of vengeful ghosts like a torrential rain!

Those vengeful ghosts were sent to the rescue, but faced with the overwhelming sword shadows, they instantly felt the deadly danger and were terrified!