Confucian Skill—The Army Turns to Ink!
The ink, under the influence of Confucian Skill, transformed into an Ink Dragon, breaking through the dome and soaring into the sky.
It flew in mid-air, stirring up a tide of ink wherever it went.
The ink tide roared, dyeing everything!
The walls, pavilions, and towers that were originally as white as snow were instantly splashed with a thick, indelible dark black hue.
The ink waves continued to surge, crashing against the city walls.
All the Yin Soldiers in its path were completely enveloped.
The ink first wrapped around them and then quickly corroded.
The bones of the Yin Soldiers emitted a sizzling sound as they burned. The phosphorescence in their eye sockets flickered like a candle in the wind, swaying wildly and quickly dimming. All sorts of Ghost Energy and Yin Qi melted away rapidly like snow meeting Jiaoyang!
Their terrifying roars turned into cries of pain, and their fierce charge became a struggle within the ink!
The formation of the Yin Army fell into chaos, and their combat strength plummeted!
Tie Guzheng’s eyes flashed with brilliance as he decisively ordered, "Now is the time! Full charge! Kill—!"
The defenders, who had long been holding back, erupted with an earth-shaking counterattack!
The ink was harmless to them but greatly suppressed the Yin Army.
The defenders cut through like a hot knife through butter, reclaiming the lost ground on the city walls almost in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, led by a few like Yang Sanyan, the cultivators charged out of White Paper Immortal City, causing more destruction.
The Yin Army collapsed like a mountain!
Even the Central Army’s banners began to shake.
"Lord Luo Si!" Many looked towards Luo Si, wanting his decision on how to counterattack.
But unexpectedly, Luo Si coolly ordered, "Retreat."
The generals were bewildered.
Luo Si stated, "The Lord of Wangchuan gave prior orders. I lead you to manage the army mainly for the purpose of offering a sacrificial rite."
"Now, White Paper Immortal City has suffered heavy losses, meeting the requirements for a Blood Sacrifice."
"They still have considerable fighting strength. Continuing to fight to the death now is extremely unwise."
"The whole army has orders, retreat!"
Luo Si briefly explained and reiterated his command.
The generals, hearing Luo Si cite the Lord of Wangchuan, dared not disobey.
However, Xie Sichao’s eyes gleamed, pondering further, "This Blood Sacrifice probably isn’t just on White Paper Immortal City’s side; our side’s losses might also be part of the offering."
Of course, he only dared to ponder this in his heart, not voicing a single word.
"The Yin Army lost!"
"They’re fleeing, they’re about to flee!!"
"Kill them for me!!"
The defenders on White Paper Immortal City’s side saw the enemy’s movements, causing their morale to soar.
Tie Guzheng swiftly organized a pursuit team while deploying most of the cultivators to guard the city.
The pursuit team charged like tigers from a cage, unstoppable.
The White Paper Immortal City Lord’s avatar personally commanded, seizing the opportunity to chase, killing Yin Soldiers who were unable to resist, suffering heavy losses.
Luo Si advanced and retreated methodically, constantly deploying the army to cover the rear.
Though the Yin Army was retreating, they still maintained most of their order and did not fall into large-scale chaos.
"The leading general is quite impressive." The White Paper City Lord’s avatar grumbled internally.
Clearly, they could have expanded their achievements, gaining an extraordinary record once in several hundred years. But because of Luo Si, the White Paper Immortal City’s pursuit results were greatly diminished.
At the last moment of pursuit, the White Paper Avatar spotted the Central Army’s banner.
Burning with anger, she gritted her teeth and decisively threw the Taixu Disintegration Ruler.
Spell—Echoing Wave of the Primordial Goose!
Jade light surged around the Taixu Disintegration Ruler.
The jade light formed a mass which quickly exploded, birthing a great wild goose.
The wild goose flapped its wings, soaring high into the sky, flying towards the Yin Army.
Wherever it went, it emitted waves of light. Under the coverage of these waves, the Yin Soldiers scattered and disintegrated.
The Ghost Generals watched in terror, muttering in low voices.
Luo Si looked back while riding, scoffing coldly, "Unrelenting indeed."
"Fine then."
"Since you’re so relentless, let me give you a memorable lesson."
He spread his fingers, reaching into the void.
From thin air, a fishing rod appeared, complete with a fishing line.
Wangchuan Ferryman Line, Hook of Three Lifetimes!
The hook flashed with a glow of Spirit Light, and in an instant, it flew across the sky, hooking the wild goose.
The wild goose cried out in pain, caught by the beak, and was dragged away.
The White Paper City Lord was shocked, hurriedly trying to disperse the spell to retrieve the Taixu Disintegration Ruler.
The spell indeed cast out but had no effect.
The wild goose’s form was locked by the Hook of Three Lifetimes, unable to change.
Luo Si raised the fishing rod, extending his left hand to grasp the dragged wild goose.
Grasping it, Ghost Energy seeping, Mana surging, various spells combined with talismans swiftly layered and suppressed the uneasy, struggling wild goose.
Upon witnessing this, the morale of the troops rose sharply, increasing their Military Power once more.
The White Paper City Lord’s avatar did not anticipate Luo Si possessing such astonishing means, prompting feelings of regret, instinctively ordering the army to charge, determined to reclaim the treasure Taixu Disintegration Ruler.
But Luo Si issued a military order, and Xie Sichao activated the set arrays, raising great torrents of Netherworld River water.
Yin Soldiers soaked in the surging Netherworld River water, forming up rigorously.
This time, they occupied a geographical advantage.
The pursuing troop of White Paper Immortal City charged for a while, achieving minor results while incurring significant losses of their own.
"City Lord, the situation is dire, perhaps we should retreat to the city?!" A subordinate voiced concern, mustering courage to suggest.
The White Paper Avatar pressed her lips tightly, staring intently at the Central Army banner.
Taixu Disintegration Ruler!
It was a treasure left by the Scholar of Xuan Su in White Paper Immortal City, which she lost.
Even though they are of one body, the White Paper Avatar could not bring herself to return and face her main body!
However, just as she wanted to persist, the Netherworld River water underwent another transformation. An enemy’s array was activated, unleashing limitless Yin Qi.
The interval between Yin Yang World was reopened.
The Yin Army stopped retreating, if they retreated further, they could retreat directly to the Netherworld.
They stationed themselves, reorganizing their formation, rapidly forming into a mass resembling a mountain blocking the pursuit’s path.
The pursuers of White Paper Immortal City instinctively gathered together.
Beneath the Central Army banner, Luo Si spoke calmly, his voice clearly spreading around, "White Paper City Lord, thank you for your farewell gift."
This one sentence raised his side’s morale considerably again.
The White Paper City Lord’s avatar fumed, causing her eyebrows to rise, nearly issuing an order to attack, but ultimately she restrained herself.
She glared at the Central Army banner, struggling to breathe out the word: "Retreat."
The pursuers who charged out with overwhelming momentum now retreated slowly, appearing somewhat disordered.
"Lord Luo Si, are we not pursuing?"
"They are, after all, not an army, we can use Military Art."
Many Ghost Generals felt restless, each voicing their opinion.
Luo Si glanced around them indifferently, "If you wish to go, then pursue. But I must obey the Prefect’s command, return to the capital and secure the altar defensively."
Those reckless Ghost Generals had already died in the siege battle. Despite being the defeated party, Luo Si had established considerable authority in the siege campaign. For the moment, the Ghost Generals complied with Luo Si’s orders.
The Paperman Army marched swiftly.
At the Wangchuan River, waves surged to the sky. At the horizon, an Immortal City towers over the river surface, a cluster of towers enshrouded in abundant water mist.
"That’s the Wangchuan Immortal City." Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin stood on a War Chariot, pointing afar, speaking to Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong gazed closely, Spirit Light flickering in his eyes, perplexed, "The Immortal City lies at the river’s center, how can our army breach it? Approaching it alone is incredibly difficult. After all, it is Wangchuan."
Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin smiled gently, shaking her head, "This army doesn’t need to approach the Immortal City."
Sun Lingtong: "Aunt, do you have any ingenious plan?"
Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin: "You just need to infiltrate it. My army is going to head to Water Burial Valley immediately."
Sun Lingtong’s eyes widened, "What?!"
He pointed at himself, incredulous, "Aunt, Aunt, am I to lead merely a dozen Cow Cavalry units to sneak into the enemy’s base camp?"
Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin shook her head, "It’s just you, the other Cow Cavalry must rejoin their units."
Even with his boldness, Sun Lingtong inhaled sharply, forcedly smiling, "Aunt, Aunt, now’s not the time for jokes."