"Luo Si is mad, he’s gone insane!"
"Attack together!"
"Take down this traitor!"
Xie Sichao, White Bone Crocodile Demon, and other powerful beings roared in anger, besieging Luo Si.
Although Luo Si had received guidance from the Grey Bone Elder, making steady progress within the Wangchuan Underworld, rapidly ascending ranks, he was ultimately an outsider, lacking trust due to limited time.
This time, being appointed as the commander of the army attacking White Paper Immortal City was merely a gesture by the seniors in power who didn’t want to take responsibility, passing the hot potato to him.
In essence, he was still an outsider.
Lacking time, opportunities, and connections, he couldn’t truly integrate into the Wangchuan Underworld’s system.
Even Luo Si himself, due to the Grey Bone Elder’s advice (informing him he would meet a destined master), subconsciously kept a distance from the Wangchuan Underworld.
However, Luo Si is Nascent Soul Level, with personal combat prowess acknowledged by the Lord of Wangchuan and other top figures, allowing him to serve as the army’s commander.
He easily fended off the siege, then escaped, swiftly reaching Han Yan’s presence like a radiant rainbow.
"Let me handle this!"
"You two leave first."
Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan exchanged a glance, then turned away, exiting the battle zone, quickly regrouping with the Qing Jiao Army.
Seeing Qing Jiao Army advancing fiercely, Xie Sichao, White Bone Crocodile Demon, and others abandoned chasing Luo Si, rushing to oversee the troops.
However, Luo Si’s troops were not composed solely of cultivators.
There were also numerous ghosts!
Woo woo woo...
Amid the wailing and howling ghosts, Big Head Ghost, Little Head Ghost, Ghost Mother, Drowned Ghost, Hanged Ghost, Skin Stripping Ghost, and others became sources of chaos, ruthlessly attacking allied forces!
Most of these ghosts lacked Spiritual Wisdom, adhering strictly to the highest command.
Qing Jiao Army’s numbers were too few, attacking Luo Si’s forces was akin to mice attacking an elephant; the latter’s size was too overwhelming for a complete overthrow.
But under Luo Si’s command, the elephant itself started intense infighting, beginning to collapse from within.
Xie Sichao and others struggled to sustain the situation, with little effect.
"The battle takes a sudden turn for the worse, relying solely on self-rescue is now impossible."
"We can only wait for the Forbidden Army’s aid!"
However, when they anticipated external support, the Forbidden Army was also dealing with its own unrest.
The reason stemmed from the Hundred Ghosts Old Mother.
This seasoned cultivator was adept in enslaving ghosts, having carefully selected and nurtured over a hundred powerful ghosts, thus earning the title of Hundred Ghosts Old Mother due to her strong combat forces.
With her demise, the hundred powerful ghosts lost their restraint, gaining complete freedom, and immediately took action.
Some fled, others stood pondering, while some were filled with hatred and resentment, harshly attacking the Forbidden Army.
Thus, it was awkward as the Forbidden Army and Luo Si’s troops simultaneously faced internal unrest due to a similar reason.
Prior to revolting, Luo Si had already anticipated the subsequent situation, thus focusing on the Hundred Ghosts Old Mother as a key target, utilizing her ghost pets to arrange the battlefield!
The entire Qing Jiao Army was mounted on Black Blood Paper Horses.
The ghastly green Ghost Fire burned intensely within the paper horses, transmitting immense power throughout the horses via their rigid paper skeletons. The hooves created thunderous sounds as they trod.
Silent charge by the paper horses increased their fearless demeanor, offering a suffocating intimidation far surpassing screaming charges!
Bang bang bang...
With a series of muffled sounds, numerous cultivators from Luo Si’s forces fell along the Qing Jiao Army’s charge path.
"Release arrows! Throw spears!" Utilizing the time bought through heavy casualties at the front, a junior officer shouted, endeavoring to command.
Jiao Ma’s father shook the bone blade war banner, depleting military power to spur defense techniques.
The bone blade war banner immediately emitted a faint green light film, swiftly enveloping all Qing Jiao Army members.
The rain of arrows and spears aimed at Qing Jiao Army seemed to have hit an invisible marsh, getting slowed and deflected. In the end, less than ten percent of the arrows reached their targets, sparse and weak.
Always leading the way was Qing Chi.
The Ghost Clan maiden raced ahead, her entire body blazing with fierce green flames.
The green flames even engulfed her mount, blazing the path forward, causing cultivators to scream incessantly.
Qing Chi’s fists and feet collided, releasing imprints of fists and palms formed from the dense green flames.
Blessed by military power, with Luo Si’s forces in a weakened state never seen before, Qing Chi’s might could hardly be resisted. Several Golden Core Level cultivators perished under Qing Chi’s predatory momentum.
Following Qing Chi were the Qing Jiao elites wielding Crescent Moon Great Sabers.
Hunched low on horseback, they seemed intertwined with the paper horse skeletons. Upon breaching enemy lines, these cavalrymen would suddenly swing their sabers!
"Buzz—Clang—!"
A strange metallic resonance tore the air, not from metal clashes but resembling glaciers cracking!
Sword lights swept out like ribbons, mystical blue moonlight burst from the icy rift patterns, transforming into extremely condensed cold blade beams with serrated spatial ripples along the edges!
Wherever the blade beams passed, space seemed frozen and sliced by the razor-sharp moonlight!
Whether heavy armor, defensive magic, or any blocking weapon in front, all were cut open, frozen, shattered by the blade beams!
Then the blade beams tore through the cultivators’ bodies. Regardless if flesh or ghostly bodies, all froze instantly in the utmost cold, crumbling into ice-blue powder, dying on the spot.
Following the Crescent Moon Great Saber soldiers were those wielding Sky-splitting Spears.
The spear tips were not forged from metal but comprised countless talisman papers, tightly rolled, compressed, and adhered with an incredible density.