The Taixu Disintegration Ruler again released its mystical light, illuminating the surroundings.
The Ghost Generals were shocked, their colors changed drastically. Even with full defense, those within the light’s range were disintegrated and scattered, with many magic treasures and weapons breaking into their components.
Sang Le Youling was among them, leaving only scattered souls and a Golden Core.
The Path of Silence candle, burned down to a small stub, was also decomposed into a pile of wax, wick, and flame.
This astonishing scene quieted the entire battlefield!
The Ghost Generals outside the mystical light were still shaken, realizing their luck, having narrowly escaped with their lives.
The flame, without wax or wick support, rapidly shrank along with the path, about to completely disappear.
Inside the Paperman Giant Statue, Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin opened her eyes, sighed softly, and said to Ning Zhuo, "The time has come, Little Zhuo."
Ning Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then suddenly unleashed the Cremation Prajna Spirit Liberation Sutra.
The familiar flames rose again, this time spreading rapidly from inside the Paperman Giant Statue.
Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin gently waved her hand, causing ripples in space.
The next moment, she summoned the magic treasure, the Qianmo Lamp.
This Qianmo Lamp was shaped like an octagonal column, with a height of four feet two inches and a diameter of one foot eight inches. The top was dome-shaped and constricted, while the bottom was square and flat. The material seemed to be brass and sandalwood.
The Qianmo Lamp could significantly adjust the earth’s energy of a region, creating fertile land and connecting paths.
Meng Yaoyin had secretly placed it inside the Paperman Giant Statue during her life, using its powerful functions to covertly connect several areas of the Netherworld.
In each hidden area, there was a Paperman Army!
Boom!
Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin’s Golden Core glowed, pouring out a massive amount of mana, all flooding into the Qianmo Lamp, causing it to unleash its full potential.
Additionally, it activated related arrays, linking Yin and Yang.
The flames from the Cremation Prajna Spirit Liberation Sutra were now blazing fiercely.
The Paperman Giant Statue suddenly ignited strangely, astonishing both sides of the battle.
Under the cover of the firelight, the Qianmo Lamp light directly influenced the battlefield, causing the Path of Silence to suddenly expand!
Originally a narrow path, it abruptly transformed into a vortex-like black hole, with an open path inside directly connecting to the Netherworld, no longer outside the Mortal World’s city.
In the curious eyes of all, the fire-engulfed Paperman Giant Statue took large strides, entering the black hole, its form disappearing quickly into the Netherworld.
Before leaving, it casually swept up several Golden Cores and a pile of disassembled magic treasures and weapons.
"Little Ma!" Qing Chi shouted, charging forward without hesitation, following into the Netherworld.
The Qing Jiao Army followed closely behind.
"Everything goes smoothly," Sun Lingtong saw the Qing Jiao Army rushing into the portal, then led the Cow Cavalry, becoming the third wave into the passage.
On the Yin Soldiers side, the remaining Ghost Generals quickly reacted and also rushed into the passage.
Luo Si furrowed his brows.
This passage leads directly to the Netherworld, giving him a sense of conspiracy. He decisively issued an order.
Receiving the new military order, a large number of Headless Ghost Riders from White Paper Immortal City immediately turned around, charged into the passage, becoming the fifth wave to enter.
Inside the City Lord’s Mansion, the City Lord’s true body witnessed this scene.
She frowned deeply, thought for a moment, and remotely controlled the Taixu Disintegration Ruler to strike the black hole passage again.
The Taixu Disintegration Ruler was powerful and dominant. Just before scattering, the Bone Tomb Taoist cried out, his form like lightning, squeezing desperately into the passage.
There was really no other choice!
The situation changed too quickly.
The City Lord’s true body made a significant move. She herself was extraordinary and, as the City Lord, had the support and amplification of the entire Immortal City.
White Paper Immortal City, unlike Fire Persimmon Immortal City, was crafted by the mysterious Xuanshu Scholar, almost exclusively for the City Lord. The latter was built collaboratively by the Nandou Royal Family and several regional families, where the City Lord faced strict restrictions, unable to utilize the City Protecting Great Array to enhance herself.
This was also the Taixu Disintegration Ruler’s first public appearance!
Its mysterious wonders were truly chilling.
As the City Lord’s true body formally joined the battle, the defense battle at White Paper Immortal City shifted in new directions.
Black Water Mountain supporting White Paper Immortal City became easier to defend and harder to attack.
The Yin Soldiers army lost many Golden Core Level Ghost Generals, three giant dead bone spirits, a large number of Headless Ghost Riders, and traitors like Bone Tomb Taoist.
Though White Paper Immortal City achieved the strategy of closing the door to beat a dog, it also lost significant fighting forces like the Paperman Giant Statue, Ning Zhuo (Jiao Ma), Qing Jiao Army, and others.
Both sides suffered losses, but overall, the Yin Soldier army suffered more.
The Netherworld.
The Sacrificial Altar.
The Nether wind swept, blowing the garments of Lord of Wanchuan into a flutter.
Though he was fully recovering, the speed was far from satisfactory.
After the battle damages from Lady Beigui and Wuyin Ghost Monk, Lord of Wanchuan’s combat power was only sixty percent.
However, powerful foes were already at the doorstep!
Candlelight ignited in the dark and silent gloomy clouds above.
A Jiao Bone Lotus Platform floated leisurely in the glow.
A cultivator sat cross-legged on the platform.
His entire form was charred bones, draped in a worn cloak. The cloak flapped in the wind, snapping loudly.
He had no flesh, skin, nor did he have eyes, ears, or other organs, merely a skeleton.
Yet, his sockets were not empty but burned with candle flame.
His left arm was wrapped in bronze chains, his right was covered with a layer of yellow cloth. From the oily surface of the yellow cloth, candle wax continually dripped down.
With each of his breaths, tiny sparks spewed from his mouth and nose.
A ring around his body, nine candles of various shapes were inserted in the lotus holes within the platform. These candles were not lit, each bearing unique divine shapes.
Lord of Wanchuan took a deep breath, revealing an unprecedented cautious look.
He sighed deeply, "You did come after all."
This time the formidable enemy was extraordinary. It could be said that it was the strongest in Lord of Wanchuan’s heart, causing the greatest caution—Ghost Fire Lord Yin Jiu!
The Ghost Fire Underworld and Lord of Wanchuan had a tense relationship for ages, difficult to improve.
Regardless of who was stronger or weaker, they both schemed against each other, wishing to annex each other.
The large actions of Lord of Wanchuan this time were bound to provoke intense reactions from Ghost Fire Lord.
Regarding the Netherworld, nobody would least want Lord of Wanchuan to succeed, except for Ghost Fire Lord!
Lord of Wanchuan said, "Coming so far from the Ghost Fire Underworld, deeply into my Wangchuan Underworld’s hinterland, abandoning terrain advantage, and attacking proactively, you must have lost your mind."
Lord of Wanchuan shook his head, looking regretful for the opponent.
Ghost Fire Lord sneered, "Stop pretending, Lady Beigui, and Wuyin Monk were both linked by me."
"Additionally, there’s Jade-faced Rakshasa."
"Haha, you can take a guess, where she might be now?"
Lord of Wanchuan suddenly had a bad feeling. He quickly suppressed these thoughts, "She should be here, wholeheartedly to stop my path."
"If she truly isn’t here, that would be such a pity."
"If you fail, you’ll deeply regret not focusing your full effort on me."
Ghost Fire Lord coldly laughed, "Lord of Wanchuan, don’t think I didn’t have anyone divining? Jade-faced Rakshasa has already infiltrated your Wangchuan Immortal City, and will wreak havoc there. Because I’ve had someone ascertain that destroying Wangchuan Immortal City greatly benefits in thwarting your path!"
Before he finished speaking, Ghost Fire Lord formally made his move.
A candle right in front of him ignited by itself.
The candle was bone-white, its surface covered with small holes, like countless wailing mouths. The wick was a tangled, unclear, semi-transparent gray-white smoke.
Once lit, the flame flickered, showing countless struggling souls, emanating chilling lamenting murmurs.
It’s the Soul-Attracting Candle!
The candle flame burst with a terrible suction force, capturing the souls of surrounding Underworld cultivators fiercely within.
Lord of Wanchuan also felt his soul unstable, hurriedly casting spells to stabilize himself.
Ghost Fire Lord tested out a move, got a result, and laughed heartily, "Lord of Wanchuan, you have indeed become weak."
Hidden Realm.
"Where is this?!"
"Why are there so many Papermen?"
The Qing Jiao army was uncertain and suspicious.
"Little Ma!" Qing Chi called, heading towards the Paperman Giant Statue.
The Paperman Giant Statue collapsed with a rumble, and the spirit light acquired through burning was all absorbed into Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin’s body.