Sang Le Youling has become a Ghost Cultivator!
She wore a white mourning garment, as ethereal as cold mist, subtly translucent. Her skirt hem silently hung and floated three inches above the ground.
Her face, faintly recognizable, retained a trace of its former beauty, shadowed by an inescapable melancholy between her brows.
Her long hair cascaded like an ink waterfall, with misty tendrils dancing at the tips.
Her eyes were no longer distinct in black and white but rather clouded and veiled, with two icy blue soul fires flickering in the depths of her pupils.
Her ten fingers had become even more slender than before, her nails a shade of blackish gray. Beside her floated a Jiaowei Ghost Pattern Zither.
Just moments ago, it was she who activated this Magic Treasure, urged the sound of the zither, and opened the southern city gate.
With this opening of the city gates, it was no trivial matter!
It can be said that it immediately changed the battlefield’s situation.
However, at that moment, both sides on the battlefield were stunned, unable to react.
The side of White Paper Immortal City never expected a former high-ranking figure to defect, directly activating the internal Dharma Seal, causing the city gate to open automatically.
And the Yin Soldiers’ army was also unaware of Sang Le Youling’s existence!
Even the chief commander Luo Si was kept in the dark. He had no idea about Sang Le Youling’s existence.
Originally, after the Lord of Wanchuan learned an Omen Poem (Decapitate Youling, City Gate Opens...) from the Grey Bone Elder, he devised an action plan.
Firstly, he sent someone to assassinate Sang Le Youling, then turned her into a Ghost Cultivator, tightly controlling her.
The fruits of these actions manifested at this moment.
Why hide it from the entire Yin Soldiers’ army?
On one hand, the Lord of Wanchuan was unsure if the controlled Sang Le Youling could actually open the city gate. If it failed, he wouldn’t lose face.
Secondly, this was an extremely important military operation, so the fewer people who knew, the better.
Thirdly, Luo Si was recently promoted and had strong ties with the Grey Bone Elder. The Yin Soldiers’ army deployed to the Mortal World was not directly loyal to the Lord of Wanchuan. The level of trust was insufficient.
Sang Le Youling succeeded!
Luo Si, after all, had risen from the lower ranks, and even without knowing about this matter, he immediately reacted after seeing it.
He decisively ordered a strike from the military formation positioned at the southern city gate.
Even with the gate open, it’s narrow, and it was foolish to rush the entire formation in. Only a portion could be sent for a strong assault.
Without any hesitation, Luo Si immediately ordered the Headless Ghost Riders to mount a desperate charge!
The Headless Ghost Riders instantly sprang into action, their iron hooves thundering, shaking the earth. Among those leading the charge were several Ghost Generals, all possessing Golden Core Cultivation.
Bang, bang, bang...
A series of muffled crashes echoed as countless skeletal, dead soldiers were shattered under the Ghost Riders’ charge, their broken bones and limbs trampled into dust.
These soldiers previously charged the city walls, blocking the path of the Ghost Riders’ advance.
To save time, not only did the Ghost Generals continuously employ the Military Speedy Strategy, but even their own skeletal, dead soldiers were directly abandoned!
All because the opportunity for victory would pass in a flash!
"Not good!" Many of the cultivators on the southern city wall felt as if they had plunged into an ice cave upon witnessing this scene.
Under the complement of military art, the enemy cavalry charged collectively, causing casualties even among their own, showcasing a terrifying and ruthless style of warfare.
If the cultivators on the wall were also enhanced by military art, perhaps some would have the courage to leap from the wall, block the city gate, and perhaps hold off the cavalry long enough to buy critical time to close the gate.
But everyone knew, they had no military art complement.
Without it, jumping down and using their bodies to block the gate would be suicide!
Knowing certain death awaited, fear and trepidation took over, leaving these cultivators watching helplessly as the Ghost Riders trampled everything and charged forward.
"If only the Qing Jiao Army were here!" The Deputy Commander of the City Guard Army defending this section of the wall lamented, clenching his fists.
He indeed had an impulse to jump down.
But he glanced around, and there were not many of his subordinates left.
Even if he jumped, how many would follow? Even if they jumped, relying solely on the City Guard Army’s numbers would be a futile sacrifice.
They could not possibly form any real obstruction!
The Ghost Tide’s depletion of White Paper Immortal City showed its results at this moment.
It was due to the excessive reduction in the City Guard Army that forced the White Paper City Lord to gather cultivators from all surrounding villages and towns and heavily reward brave men.
Although White Paper Immortal City’s defense forces had been significantly supplemented, the dilution of their ranks led to a drastic drop in overall quality, making it impossible to wage a life-and-death struggle.
Life and death hinge on a single thought.
Such is war.
The influence of morale and resolve extended deeper and broader than it appeared on the surface.
If it were the former City Guard Army, with its pure battalion, loyal members from White Paper Immortal City, perhaps they could have used their bodies to block the city gate.
Rumble...
The Ghost Riders charged to the city gate.
Sang Le Youling had already rushed inside the city ahead of them.
"White Paper Immortal City is about to fall!" the leading Ghost Generals with Golden Core Cultivation exulted with bloodlust and excitement.
But at that moment, the city gate tower and walls of the Immortal City abruptly flashed brightly.
Countless wall papers flew out, transforming into talismans that instantly self-combusted.
Various spells from the talismans erupted skyward, unleashing deadly, kaleidoscopic light. These numerous spells, dazzling in variety, allowed the Headless Ghost Riders to fully taste diverse deaths at this moment.
Some were burned to death, some frozen, some struck by lightning, some buried, some corroded into ash, and some even manipulated...
The charge of the Ghost Riders was halted!
The cultivators on the wall reacted, cheering loudly. For a moment, morale noticeably surged.