Boom!
Li Qingshan descended from the sky and smashed into the sea of corpses.
In that moment, the ground collapsed and rocks were thrown into the air. Several hundred Corpse Soldiers were thrown into the air.
The Heavy Water sword expanded to ten times its original size. Rings of blue light danced wildly. Wherever it passed by, the Corpse Soldiers would be cut in half or sent flying. It was unstoppable, sweeping through everything in its path.
Hwa Seung-zan cooperated with him in the sky, raining down with extremely powerful techniques. The Corpse Soldiers were clustered together, and they did not know how to dodge at all. Often, a single technique could kill a large swathe of them.
However, after Li Qingshan killed for a while, he discovered that not only did the Corpse Soldiers in the surroundings not decrease, but they instead increased as he killed them. He pulled his sword back and flew back into the sky, exchanging glances with Hwa Seung-zan. A sliver of shock filled both their eyes.
A while later, they had killed over ten thousand Corpse Soldiers together, and they were all Corpse Soldiers that possessed considerable strength. There were not even that many Qi Practitioners in the entire Clear River prefecture. However, they could not even slow down the advance of the Corpse Soldiers.
Once the Corpse Soldiers travelled further away from the pit and dispersed, killing them would not be so easy anymore.
"They're finally here!"
Hwa Seung-zan gazed at the horizon. A Soaring Dragon ship tore through the clouds and flew over. It was still five kilometers away, but a hundred streaks of light criss-crossed through the sky, sweeping across the ground and vaporizing thousands of Corpse Soldiers.
Thousands of puppets swooped down from the sky, becoming entangled with the scattered Corpse Soldiers.
Finally, they managed to contain the sea of corpses slightly.
"Sir Liu, you're finally here!"
Li Qingshan arrived on the deck of the Soaring Dragon ship and saw a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators with Liu Changqing in the lead. They were all shocked. They had heard that the Gate of Hungry Ghosts had opened, which was a very great shock to them, but only when they witnessed it in person did they understand just how terrifying this situation was.
So what if they were Foundation Establishment cultivators? If they fell into the sea of corpses, they would probably be eaten to nothingness in the blink of an eye.
"I've already reported it to the Marquis of Ruyi. Reinforcements will arrive very soon. Let's work together and keep these Corpse Soldiers at bay! "Liu Changqing cut right to the chase, flying down first.
He was dignified. However, in his heart, he couldn't help but lament that it was too difficult for him to be the prefect. First, it became a battlefield between humans and daemons, and then the Moon Devil refined the water of the Clear river. The Marquis of Ruyi was already very displeased with him.
Compared to the current situation, even if ten Moon Devils wreaked havoc, it would be nothing. If the Gate of Hungry Ghosts actually opened a little more, the fifteen hundred kilometers of Clear River prefecture would be reduced to a land of death. There would be no need for a prefect anymore.
The other cultivators followed closely behind, each displaying their abilities to set up a formation. He cast spells and madly strangled the Corpse Soldiers.
Under Han Anjun's arrangement, they each guarded one side and built a dam to block the tide of corpses.
Li Qingshan's horizons were also broadened. He had stayed in the Hundred Schools of Thought for several years. Only now did he truly witness the means of each school. Under this terrifying pressure, no one dared to hold back.
In this, the Mo Family had played a major role. Huge puppets rampaged through the sea of corpses, cleaving through the waves. They had all reached the strength of Foundation Establishment cultivators.
The claws and teeth of the Corpse Soldiers could only make sparks fly on the tough armour, only leaving behind marks.
In the sky, the Soaring Dragon ship's support was extremely powerful. Beams of light constantly flashed through the sky, ripping apart the sea of corpses.
But at this moment, the "Corpse Cave" in the pit suddenly contracted viciously before expanding violently, spewing out even more zombies.
The sea of corpses could no longer be described as "densely packed". Instead, they were "layered". The thickest part of the sea of corpses was piled up several storeys high. They were like waves, sweeping in all directions. When they came across a hill, they would directly surge up, and when they came across a valley, they would directly fill it up.
The huge puppets had already been completely swallowed, reduced to huge bumps in the sea of corpses.
Li Qingshan stood guard on a hill. He did not need to think at all. He only needed to swing his sword continuously, killing wave after wave of Corpse Soldiers that surged up. In the blink of an eye, corpses and shattered bones piled up high in front of him. However, the Corpse Soldiers were endless.
If it were not for the fact that the Arts of the Boundless Ocean allowed him to recover his Qi quickly, and if it were not for the fact that his stamina was almost endless, he would have long since been exhausted.
If he was already like this, the other Foundation Establishment cultivators were even worse off. Some of them had already given up on guarding positions and flew into the sky.
On the eastern hill, the current leader of the school of Daoism, Juechenzi, wielded the sword in his hand. With a flash of sword light, he pierced through several dozen Corpse Soldiers. He also felt that the circulation of spiritual Qi in his body was somewhat insufficient. He flew up on his sword, and suddenly felt his body sink.
A Corpse Soldier suddenly leapt out of the sea of corpses and pounced over. It grabbed Juechenzi's foot and opened its mouth, biting down viciously.
The Corpse Qi on its body was thick, already close to that of a Corpse General. It was equivalent to a tenth layer Qi Practitioner. While it was considered powerful among Corpse Soldiers, it was nothing before a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Using his spiritual Qi to block the fangs, Juechenzi swung his sword and cut off the Corpse Soldier's arms. However, in that moment of pause, a dozen or so Corpse Soldiers pounced over.
"Oh no!"
Juechenzi flew upwards with all his might. He took out an escape talisman to save his life. With a flash, the escape talisman turned to ash, but he remained where he was.
A shadow loomed over him. He raised his head in shock. Before he knew it, the sky had been covered in a layer of sinister clouds.
A huge wave suddenly rose in the sea of corpses. It was a group of a thousand Corpse Soldiers. Their grayish-white, savage faces pounced over, slamming down on Juechenzi and swallowing him up.
A vortex immediately appeared in the sea of corpses. At the center was Juechenzi. The Corpse Soldiers surged towards the center madly. Savage arms grabbed every part of his body and pulled at it viciously.
Juechenzi circulated his spiritual Qi madly, but it was unprecedentedly sluggish. Blood flowed out, and his limbs snapped. He exploded into a cloud of bone fragments and blood. The pieces of his flesh were devoured by the Corpse Soldiers.
Juechenzi's aura disappeared.
"Juechenzi!"
Cries of surprise rang out. Amidst the endless slaughter, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators had an almost numb attitude towards these Corpse Soldiers. It was as if apart from their numbers, these Corpse Soldiers did not pose any intrinsic threat to them. Even if they truly could not hold on, they could choose to retreat.
However, at that moment, they suddenly realized that ants could kill an elephant if there were enough of them, and these Corpse Soldiers were not ants.
The huge puppets were all covered in wounds and crawled with Corpse Soldiers. They gradually found it difficult to move and fell heavily to the ground. They were devoured and torn apart by the sea of corpses.
Before they knew it, the claws of the Corpse Soldiers had become even more powerful.
Black smoke rose into the sky, forming a large dark cloud that spread out. It seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, it had enveloped a large area. Instead, wherever the shadow covered, the plants would wither, the rivers would turn red, and all signs of life would be cut off.
A thin layer of gloomy fog hung in the air, unable to disperse even when the wind blew.
It was just like the scene Li Qingshan had seen in the Hungry Ghost realm with his soul sense.
Enveloped by the shadow, he also felt a wave of discomfort. He suddenly understood that it was not just the zombies that had invaded, but the entire Hungry Ghost realm.
In this gloomy and miserable fog, all living beings were suppressed, while the dead had the upper hand. They became stronger and faster.
The humans and daemons had fought for many years, but only now did many people understand what war was.
"Everyone, come back!" A shout came from the Soaring Dragon ship. The head of the Mohists' beard and hair stood on end, his eyes burning.
The cultivators all flew into the sky. This time, they were all very careful. They cleared out a large area around them before flying up, avoiding a tragedy like Juechenzi's.
The dragon head at the bow of the ship suddenly opened its mouth. Specks of spiritual light gathered within it.
The main cannon of the Dragon Roar was activated, aimed at the corpse cave in the pit. A layer of light covered the dragon's mouth.
After a long time of charging, an incomparably dazzling pillar of light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the world and shooting straight towards the pit.
Its scorching white color shone with golden light. Rings of light spread around the pillar of light.
The Soaring Dragon ship was pushed back five kilometers. Wood splinters flew everywhere. On the verge of shattering, the dragon head at the bow of the ship melted and was destroyed the instant it spat out the pillar of light.
The Soaring Dragon ship had poured all its remaining spiritual energy into this attack. Even a Golden Core cultivator would find it difficult to block its destructive power head-on.
The Hungry Ghost Gate suddenly stopped spitting out zombies. The withered hand that Li Qingshan was extremely familiar with stretched out. In the underground palace, he could only stretch out his wrist. Now, he could stretch out half of his forearm.
His five fingers trembled in the direction the pillar of light had come from. Like plucking the strings of a zither, he grasped and guided in an extremely profound manner. The pillar of light shifted slightly, landing on a hill several kilometers away from the pit.
"Boom!"
A semicircular ball of light rose from the ground, continuously expanding. It released tens of thousands of beams of light, even more dazzling than the sun.
Li Qingshan could even see the violent tremors of the ground with his eyes.
Even after the light dissipated for a long time, the intense light was still clearly visible on Xiao Chen's eyelids. A mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
The hill became a basin. Tens of thousands of Corpse Soldiers were instantly vaporized. Even more Corpse Soldiers were sent flying by the shockwave, their bones broken and limbs severed.
Most of the Corpse Soldiers had been cleared out. The terrifying sight of mountains and seas was no longer as vast as it was Just Now. The remaining scattered Corpse Soldiers could not immediately stand up.
However, the Hungry Ghost Gate in the pit was unscathed. The black smoke only swayed slightly. It was like a towering pillar forged from steel. Even the violent shockwave could not shake it.
The withered hand clenched its fist and raised up a black curtain, enveloping the Hungry Ghost Gate within.
Only now did Li Qingshan truly realize the terror of the Corpse King. It was not as simple as possessing brute strength. It was also extremely intelligent.
Although it could not even use a tenth of its strength under the restraints of the domain, its ingenious use of power was far above these Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Although the Soaring Dragon Ship's attack was powerful, it was still a mechanism in the end. It did not have the meticulous control of a cultivator.
The Corpse King used skill to overcome power, easily receiving the attack and preventing the Hungry Ghost Gate from being destroyed.
Although they had lost many Corpse Soldiers, they were merely cannon fodder used to buy time. In the Hungry Ghost realm, there was nothing more worthless than Corpse Soldiers.
The withered hand withdrew, and thousands of Corpse Soldiers surged out of the Hungry Ghost Gate. However, they did not run around in a frenzy. Instead, they lined up neatly.
A zombie wearing armor and riding on a corpse horse followed closely behind. Its eyes turned, and it was clear that it had intelligence.
It's a Corpse General!
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