The screams echoed amidst the blazing fire, Immortal King Stage cultivators twisted painfully in the flames like worms,

The fire lasted for several moments before dissipating, leaving the Immortal King Stage cultivators charred beyond recognition, each as black as a crow.

What a miserable sight.

The Immortal Emperor Stage cultivators, including the Black Fire King, had their robes completely burned, their eyebrows, eyelashes, and body hair all singed, and their bodies suffered multiple burns.

Only the Ghost Cultivators were unharmed because in the fireball of the magic wand, there hid a Fire Essence, which is the essence of Ghost Fire.

Ghost fire is dozens of times more potent than ordinary flames, yet it poses no harm to Ghost Cultivators.

Of course, Ding Chunqiu at the Immortal Emperor Realm and Wang Xiaoqiang with his Undying Golden Body were also spared from harm.

The magic wand of the Ghost Immortal broke during the fall but in turn created a massive fire, which, while not deadly, left all of Wang Xiaoqiang's men injured.

Wang Xiaoqiang was extremely furious.

His figure swayed, transforming into the Golden Flow State, condensing into a giant hammer, and with a sudden burst of strength, smashed towards the Ghost Immortal.

The Ghost Immortal was greatly shocked, grabbing the Black Fire King and using him as a shield in front of him.

"Ah~~" the Black Fire King screamed in terror.

Boom!!

The giant hammer formed by Wang Xiaoqiang crushed the body of the Black Fire King, also sending the body of the Ghost Immortal flying.

The Ghost Immortal spat two mouthfuls of blood, not expecting Wang Xiaoqiang to transform into a giant hammer, and even more, that the hammer was mightier than the War God Hammer, injuring him through the body of an Immortal Emperor.

The corpse of the Black Fire King fell silently, while the body of the Ghost Immortal flew backward.

Wang Xiaoqiang did not give the Ghost Immortal any respite, charging straight at him.

The Ghost Immortal's face turned, revealing immense terror, then a look of determination, biting his teeth hard, clapping his hands together and then apart, and suddenly a cube-shaped object appeared in his hands.

The object was jet-black, engraved with the silhouette of a ghost-faced human body monster, wearing a dragon crown on its head.

"Ah, the Ghost Seal!"

Upon seeing the black object appear, four Ghost Marshals, including the Ghost King, immediately knelt towards the Ghost Seal and deeply bowed.

The Ghost Immortal pressed his hands under the Ghost Seal, chanting incantations, finally shouting loudly, "Ghost Seal out, Ghost Soldiers appear!"

With his violent yell, the Ghost Seal suddenly shone with black light, like a small sun illuminating the earth, while the ground below cracked for miles around as if a massive earthquake had occurred, with long, wide, deep fissures opening up.

Whoosh!

A great yin wind arose, blowing out of the earth fissures, bone-chilling as if from hell.

Then, terrifying, hair-raising ghost screams echoed from the cracks, growing ever louder, suddenly rising, shooting straight up into the sky.

Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!

Accompanied by loud noises as the earth was broken, legions of armies poured out from the fissures, appearing both tangible and illusory, giving a surreal feel, generals on horseback leading soldiers who marched on foot, emerging from the ground as the horses spread their wings to fly, and the soldiers soared alongside them, screaming ghostly calls.

By the looks of their numbers, they were no less than millions.

"Ah, not good, this Ghost Immortal has summoned the Ghost Soldiers," Ding Chunqiu looked down at the rising Ghost Soldiers in shock.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang halted his pursuit of the Ghost Immortal, returned to human form, and commanded loudly, "Myriad Circle Spirit Formation, kill for me."

The Myriad Circle Spirit Formation roared into action, advancing towards the Ghost Soldiers, yet unexpectedly, the Ghost Soldiers were extremely formidable, their bodies an elusive mix of real and unreal, hard to catch, and their strength clearly exceeding that of elite soldiers, capable of battling even against the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation, using fierce tactics and formidable Ghost Dao Techniques.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle.

This battle was a contest between the Human Clan and the Ghost Race, not only a struggle for the talents of the Immortal Realm but also the fiercest battle in the history of the Immortal Realm, a battle concerning the fate of the Human Clan.

The battle continued for three hours, with no clear victor, both sides suffering casualties.

Ding Chunqiu flew to Wang Xiaoqiang, loudly advising, "Little Qiang, the Ghost Immortal commands the Ghost Soldiers with the Ghost Seal; destroy the Ghost Seal, and these soldiers will collapse without being attacked."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately charged at the Ghost Immortal, who manipulated the Ghost Seal while fleeing.

Ding Chunqiu also joined the pursuit of the Ghost Immortal.

"Protect me, soldiers!" the Ghost Immortal yelled, continuing to summon soldiers with the Ghost Seal.

From the fissures below, legions of soldiers emerged continuously, charging upwards,

including the Ghost King among the four Ghost Marshal-level Ghost Cultivators, all flying to guard the Ghost Immortal.

"Die!!" Wang Xiaoqiang swung the War God Hammer, smashing a Ghost Marshal.

"Kill!!" Ding Chunqiu slashed with a sword, promptly knocking a Ghost Marshal to the ground, blood spilling from his mouth, clearly beyond saving.

The remaining two Ghost Marshals continued to protect the Ghost Immortal, one of whom was the Ghost King.

"Ghost King, no matter how you run, you'll eventually fall into my hands," Wang Xiaoqiang taunted the Ghost King with a smirk.

"Wang Xiaoqiang, you killed one; can you kill so many Ghost Soldiers?" the Ghost King laughed triumphantly, "You think destroying the Ghost Seal will cause them to vanish without a fight, you are wrong, ha ha..."

"I'll kill you first!" Wang Xiaoqiang hammered, sending the Ghost King flying, body caving in, spurting blood, dying violently.

"Go to hell!" Ding Chunqiu, eyes red with fury, raised his Immortal Sword with Sword Light several feet high and blasted, shattering the last Ghost Marshal into pieces.

The only Ghost Immortal remaining was now also in utter panic, throwing the Ghost Seal towards Wang Xiaoqiang and Ding Chunqiu, "Take it."

Wang Xiaoqiang shot a palm strike towards the Ghost Seal, Electric Arc surging from his palm, shattering the Ghost Seal with a boom.

The broken Ghost Seal turned to fragments, scattering down.

Wang Xiaoqiang looked down at the Ghost Soldiers below, indeed, as the Ghost King had said, those Ghost Soldiers did not perish with the destruction of the Ghost Seal, still vigorously combating the Myriad Circle Spirit Formation.

"Ding Chunqiu, what is going on?" Wang Xiaoqiang glared at Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu admitted with shame, "Master, that was a mere subjective judgment, the facts apparently differ from my expectation..."

"Ding Chunqiu, you seemed quite sure earlier," Wang Xiaoqiang said with slight anger.

"I deserve to die, I will make up for my mistake," Ding Chunqiu said, turning to chase the Ghost Immortal.

Ding Chunqiu was at the Immortal Emperor Realm, and the Ghost Immortal's strength was equivalent to the Immortal Emperor Realm, both evenly matched. To dispel Wang Xiaoqiang's doubts, Ding Chunqiu fought with all his might, channeling Immortal Qi to drive his Sword Qi, striking the Ghost Immortal repeatedly.

The Ghost Immortal evaded while countering with Ghost Dao Techniques.

Wang Xiaoqiang knew the Ghost Immortal was not to be feared; the immediate priority was to annihilate the millions of Ghost Soldiers, lest his Myriad Circle Spirit Formation suffer great losses.

Looking at the densely packed, fearless Ghost Soldiers, Wang Xiaoqiang's mind raced, constantly considering strategies. Ultimately, he thought of the recently comprehended "Holy Path of Courage," and wondered if the Power of Enlightenment could be applied to these Ghost Soldiers?

If he could enlighten these Ghost Soldiers, they would collapse without needing a fight. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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