Chapter 133: Unifying Yin and Yang, Unjust Death and Life Change
Amid the chilly wind, tens of thousands of Anbei troops with high morale were ready for a great battle.

The sight shifted, and the Black Mountain Demon in front of the army of billions of ghosts was brutally devouring the ghosts in the army who disobeyed discipline and kept shouting orders.

Relying on the brutal methods displayed during the march, the Black Mountain Demon barely managed to control the army of ghosts and monsters behind him.

As for the army of ghosts and monsters that are out of its sight, it can only let them go. After all, it is normal for big ghosts to eat small ghosts in the underworld.

As for those ghosts and monsters that become crazy due to indigestion from eating little ghosts, the more the better.

The Netherworld is infinitely larger than the Nine Provinces in the human world, but the army of billions of ghosts and monsters cannot be underestimated.

Not long after tens of thousands of Anbei Army souls were ready, the elite ghost soldiers led by the ghost generals and ghost commanders under the Black Mountain Old Demon appeared in Ding Hai's sight.

Looking at the elite Yin soldiers serving as the vanguard at the front, Ding Hai smiled disdainfully.

Although this army of about 100,000 elite Yin soldiers looked extremely fierce, they were not even worthy of his attention.

The loose formation and chaotic military discipline told him that this was a mob with only slightly stronger individual soldiers.

"All officers and men, listen up! Prepare for the first salvo of the Yin World Cannons! Fire."

Following Ding Hai's order, shells fired from hundreds of Yinshi cannons instantly fell into the vanguard of the Black Mountain Demon.

Before the vanguard troops had time to react, more than half of the vanguard soldiers turned into ashes.

Although they knew that the Anbei Army was brave and invincible, it was only after they personally experienced the recent artillery fire that the surviving ghost generals and ghost commanders gained a profound understanding.

"They are invincible. They are invincible. I will go to the central army to report to Master Heishan and tell him that the Anbei Army in front of them is invincible."

"Quick, everyone, dig a hole and hide. If these killers see us, we'll be dead..."

The ghost generals and ghost commanders who commanded these 100,000 elite ghost soldiers immediately left this vanguard force with various excuses.

Facts proved that their decision was extremely wise, because just a few breaths later, hundreds of artillery fire from the Yinshi cannon covered the vanguard troops.

Two rounds, just two rounds of fire from the Yinshi cannon, and the vanguard army that the Black Mountain Demon had high hopes for became a thing of the past.

Such a fast speed, such powerful firepower, and such efficient and rapid killing made the army of ghosts following the vanguard troops all drop their jaws in shock.

Even though the Black Mountain Demon's subordinates were constantly suppressing the enemy, chaos gradually appeared among the army of ghosts and monsters.

Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. By the time the Black Mountain Demon, who was devouring the rebellious ghosts, realized something was wrong, the army of ghosts in the front had already shown signs of instability.

The Black Mountain Demon, who has a high IQ, immediately intensified his efforts to capture ghosts that showed signs of rebellion in the army, intending to use this to scare the ghosts away.

But before it could open its mouth and devour its own kind to shock the evil spirits and boost their morale, a giant hand surrounded by blood flames pierced through the sky and slapped it hard.

"Wang Nanrong? What did you, a despicable villain, do to my army?" Facing Ding Hai's casual slap, the Black Mountain Demon swung his sword with all his strength to fight back but did not forget to question Ding Hai.

Unfortunately, Ding Hai didn't want to play the trick of sympathizing with the old ghost, the Black Mountain Demon, so naturally he had no interest in answering it.

Under the blow of the blood-flame hand, the ghost-head sword that the Black Mountain Old Demon had practiced for hundreds of years could not even cut through the oily skin on Ding Kai's palm, and turned into flying metal fragments.

The Black Mountain Old Demon himself was slapped into the dark land and could not be pulled out.

Under the coverage of the palm print, tens of thousands of ghosts and monsters were buried with the Black Mountain Demon.

Looking at the tens of thousands of their fellow ghosts whose souls were shattered to pieces by the blood-flame hand in an instant, the ghost energy wrapped around the living ghosts around them all exploded instantly.

"Dead." Ghost Armor murmured.

"The vanguard troops under Lord Heishan were wiped out." Gui Yi, relying on his sharp eyes, relayed the situation on the battlefield to his companions around him in a dazed manner.

"The Black Mountain Demon was defeated by the Ming Emperor in the mortal world, and all the ghost soldiers under his command were killed and their souls were scattered.

Without the support of the Black Mountain Old Demon, I don't think you dare to whip me with ghost energy." Gui Ding smiled at the ghost soldier of the Wrongful Death City in front of him, whose face changed drastically, revealing his bloody mouth and sharp teeth.

"The Black Mountain Demon is dead. After enduring for so long, I can finally tear off the mask and eat these delicious fellows."

Chaos began to spread and gradually turned into a riot. By the time the Black Mountain Demon finally crawled out of the ground with great difficulty, hundreds of millions of ghosts and monsters had already started killing each other without distinguishing between you and me.

Looking at the billions of troops that were like a tangled mess, the Black Mountain Demon's heart was bleeding.

All the hard work it put in over hundreds of years was wasted today!

"Kill, kill, kill..." Realizing that he had already lost the first battle, the Black Mountain Demon tried to use killing to intimidate and guide the ghosts and evil soldiers who were fighting to attack the Dragon Court of the Ming Dynasty.

But before it could use the method of killing to stop killing to regain control of the army of billions of ghosts and monsters, some ghosts and monsters who had lost their minds in their murderous desire set their sights on the Black Mountain Old Demon who was full of ghostly aura.

“Food. Delicious food.”

"Eat, I want to eat."

"........."

The Black Mountain Demon was not paying attention when the murderous ghosts and monsters attacked him from behind.

One, two, and the number kept increasing.

The ghosts and monsters that dared to attack the Black Mountain Demon formed a death-defying encirclement covering an area of ​​dozens of miles in radius.

Even though the Black Mountain Old Demon's ghost skills have already reached the level of an immortal, he is still the most powerful ghost cultivator in the world today.

Faced with the seemingly endless number of ghosts and monsters who are desperate to attack them, the only way out is defeat.

Ding Hai, who had anticipated this, stood outside the battle and silently watched the Black Mountain Demon struggling hard before his death.

Slowly, the Black Mountain Old Demon, who had tried several times to break through the encirclement, fell into silence. The Black Mountain Old Demon, who once devoured thousands of ghosts and was famous throughout the world, fell into the hands of thousands of ghosts.

The aura that belonged only to the Black Mountain Demon between heaven and earth disappeared.

Without the suppression of the Black Mountain Demon, the already crazy army of billions of ghosts and monsters immediately became even more chaotic.

Chaos of fighting, betrayal, and devouring are endless among the army of billions of ghosts.

The extremely bloody and chaotic scene was so bloody and chaotic that even Ding Hai, who was used to seeing killing, could not bear to watch it. The methods used by the ghosts who were blinded by killing were no less cruel than those of the old criminals who specialized in punishment.

Stimulated by the extremely chaotic and bloodthirsty scene before their eyes, the tens of thousands of military souls that had just fired two rounds of Yinshi cannons began to have red eyes and heavy breathing.

If they were not blessed with the dragon energy of the Ming Dynasty, they would have been unable to suppress the desire to kill in their hearts.

Just as Ding Hai, who was suspended in the air, was watching the show with full alert, an earth-shaking sound came from the direction of the City of the Dead.

Along with the sound came an extremely powerful vibration wave.

Even though Ding Hai was standing in mid-air, he was affected by the vibration.

It was visible to the naked eye that his figure swayed in the air.

Influenced by this, Ding Hai immediately turned his attention towards the direction of the City of the Dead.

Could it be that the Black Mountain Demon still has a backup plan in the City of the Dead?
By activating his Sky-Viewing Eye, Ding Hai could easily see the current situation in the City of the Dead.

A phantom wearing a flat crown and a Xuanwentuan dragon robe is floating above the City of the Dead.

The tremor that was so powerful that Ding Kai could hardly ignore was actually emitted by this phantom!
Although Ding Hai was extremely surprised when he looked directly at the phantom, he did not feel the slightest fear.

Because he could see that although the phantom's power was strong, when you really looked at it carefully, it was like a rootless duckweed.

In other words, this phantom is really just a phantom, and there is nothing special about it.

The wave that just now almost shook the entire underworld might have another source.

After finding out the truth about the phantom, Ding Hai did not rashly break through the space and go to the City of the Dead to find out the truth.

Things have their priorities, and what he cares about most right now is the chaotic Shura battlefield in front of him rather than anything else.

When he turned his gaze back, Ding Hai discovered that the battlefield, which was in chaos just now, had actually changed?
The millions of ghosts that were just fighting and devouring each other suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look in the direction of the City of the Dead? In their eyes, Ding Hai saw infatuation, desire, and burning greed.

In fact, this situation not only occurs to the billions of ghosts on the battlefield.

Even the eyes of tens of thousands of military souls revealed the same emotion, but the good military discipline and the protection of the Ming Dynasty's dragon energy made the expression in their eyes not too obvious.

"Why did the City of the Dead undergo such a change at this time? Was it the Black Mountain Demon's trick? It doesn't seem likely."

Although the source of the mutation, the City of the Dead, is the lair of the Black Mountain Demon, Ding Hai does not think that the Black Mountain Demon has the ability to cause such a commotion.

Just when Ding Hai looked puzzled, all the ghosts and monsters that had stopped fighting on the battlefield all rushed towards the direction of the City of the Dead. Their coordinated movements looked a bit like the security team under the bald man.

With doubts, Ding Hai lowered his body and came to the front of his own army formation to ask the military souls who were ready to move.

"Tell me, what kind of attraction do the changes in the direction of the City of the Dead have for you? Why would these billions of ghosts turn around and run towards the City of the Dead?"

Suppressing the greed in his heart, the leading general of the army stepped forward and bowed and replied: "Reporting to my lord, after the tremor just now, we all had an indescribable feeling in our hearts.

As long as we can reach the City of the Dead before the changes in the City of the Dead are resolved, we may have a chance to be reincarnated?"

"A chance to reincarnate?" Chewing on these seven words, Ding Hai fell into deep thought.

The military soul generals would not lie to themselves. That is to say, if they could really get to the City of the Dead before the dust settled on the changes in the City of the Dead, they might really be able to reincarnate.

Let alone this small world, even in the underworld in this world there is no real reincarnation, so how could this small world allow people to be reborn?

Full of doubts, Ding Hai left the original order for the military souls to stand by, and then moved quickly in the underworld.

Ding Hai flew through the air and instantly surpassed the army of billions of ghosts and monsters and arrived in front of the City of the Dead.

At the same time, some evil spirits with mysterious means also came to the City of the Dead.

As for Ding Hai, who stopped in front of the City of the Dead but did not block the way, those evil spirits with mysterious means did not go out of their way to attack Ding Hai.

Instead, they swarmed into the City of the Dead, which was shrouded in a phantom robe.

Ding Hai wanted to let these evil spirits explore the way first, but he didn't cause any trouble.

He just stood outside the City of the Dead and watched these evil spirits enter the city.

In an instant, dozens of traps were triggered.

The unlucky people caught in the trap were killed or injured in an instant.

"Are they the remnants of the Buddhist, Taoist, and Confucian traditions? Ning Caichen and them actually hid in the City of the Dead?

No wonder my cheap grandson and Zhuge Wulong searched the entire world but couldn't find any trace of them!"

With Ding Hai's keen eyesight, he could see through the origin of the simple trap in the City of Wrongful Death at a glance.

In this way, all the unexpected events that happened today can be explained.

Ning Caichen had a profound foundation in Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. It was obvious that he was no pushover as he was able to dominate the southeast.

Therefore, this group of traitors not only managed to hide well under the nose of the Black Mountain Demon, but also managed to dig out secrets in the City of the Dead that the Black Mountain Demon could not find.

Today, the Black Mountain Old Demon left the City of the Dead in order to attack the Dragon Court, and it is estimated that this just helped this group of traitors.

Just when Ding Hai had almost figured out the truth, the vanguard of an army of billions of ghosts arrived in front of the City of the Dead.

Ding Kai, who was not interested in getting entangled with these brainless ghosts, immediately broke through the air and left the path of the army of billions of ghosts?
He came to the other side of the City of the Dead and looked at it quietly, ready to see how Ning Caichen and his gang of traitors would deal with the army of billions of ghosts.

Although the simple traps in the City of the Dead are crudely arranged, they are quite powerful.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to quietly get rid of those evil spirits and monsters who are highly skilled in traveling.

But under the crazy attack of billions of ghosts, these traps were filled with the corpses of the ghosts without even a ripple.

Ten miles underground in the City of the Dead, in front of a towering bronze gate.

The remaining people of the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism all looked worried. The countermeasures they had set up in the City of the Dead were being destroyed one after another. How could they not feel anxious!

"King Qi, how long will it take you to open this gate? All the traps we left in the City of Wrongful Death have been destroyed. Judging from the speed at which the enemy can break through, they will find this place in less than an incense stick of time.

If we are still standing in front of this bronze door without making any progress, do you believe that this day next year will be the anniversary of our death, the kind where our souls will be scattered all over the place?"

Looking at Ning Caichen who was still leisurely in front of the bronze gate, E Zichuan had the urge to kill him and then commit suicide.

If it weren't for the sloppy young Taoist priest who followed E Zichuan and kept blocking his way, E Zichuan would swear to heaven that he would definitely kill Ning Caichen.

"Zichuan, Zichuan, His Majesty the King of Qi is also trying to find a solution. Can we not fight among ourselves now? Give me some face, and we can talk about it after today."

Looking at the sloppy Taoist priest with a forced smile, E Zichuan laughed angrily: "Zhi Qiu Yiye, you have tied all your hopes to Ning Caichen, and sooner or later you will suffer a great loss.

If you hadn't fully supported Ning Caichen to come to the City of the Dead to search for the treasure of Emperor Yin.

How could it be possible that all of us, the surviving disciples of Buddhism, Taoism, and the Three Sects, would be trapped in front of this bronze gate and unable to retreat?"

Faced with E Zichuan's questioning, the sloppy Taoist Zhiqiu Yiye had no other way to appease him except to smile foolishly and beg for mercy, because E Zichuan was right.

If he had not made the desperate choice to trust Ning Caichen, the last few disciples of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism would not have been blocked before this bronze gate.

Ning Caichen turned a blind eye to the quarrel between the two people behind him. He might as well use this free time to try another way to open the bronze gate!
As long as the bronze door in front of him is finally opened in his hands, what does it matter if the person behind him is noisy now?
At that time, you will have to shut up and submit to him, and your life, death, honor and disgrace will all be in his hands.

Ning Caichen, who was very open-minded, followed the original plan. He took an unconscious green-faced ghost from his confidant, placed it on the altar in front of the bronze gate with his own hands, and started a sacrifice that he didn't know whether it would be useful or not.

A green light flashed on the altar. The surviving people of the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, who had gone through great pains to secretly catch the monster in their hands, turned into a puff of green smoke and floated towards the bronze gate so easily.

I don’t know if it was a blind cat catching a dead mouse or if Yin Tianzi really set it up this way.

After the green-faced ghost was completely sacrificed, a faint light suddenly flashed on the bronze door that had been motionless, and a gap appeared on the bronze door that had been tightly closed.

This scene excited everyone in front of the bronze gate. The treasure left by Yin Tianzi finally revealed a mysterious corner to them.

But after the excitement, everyone present was dumbfounded again.

Because the treasure left behind by Emperor Yin only revealed a small corner of its mystery to them, the rest was still not open to them.

Seeing the bronze gate with only a tiny gap through which even an ant could not crawl, everyone's heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

They miscalculated!
"Retreat, retreat now, the fight between the Black Mountain Old Demon and Wang Nanrong will definitely not end so easily so soon.

As long as we pay a certain price, a group of people may be able to escape." E Zichuan, the calmest person in the crowd, came to his senses and immediately decided to evacuate.

But just as everyone was about to agree to his decision, a loud laugh reached everyone's ears: "Retreat? I don't agree."

"Ning Caichen, what can you do if you disagree? If it weren't for Zhiqiu Yiye's face, you would have been dead long ago." Faced with Ning Caichen who raised objections, E Zichuan confronted him without hesitation.

Ning Caichen was not angry about E Zichuan's lack of face, because he had no need to bother with the dead: "The treasure left by Emperor Yin is right in front of me. This is my only chance to restore my country. I want to see who among you has the ability to retreat.

According to records, Emperor Yin is very fond of believers offering sacrifices to him. Even if there are no powerful ghosts to offer sacrifices to him, you monks can still be used as sacrifices.

If you had been sensible and offered to sacrifice your lives for Da Qi, I might have been able to pass on your Taoist tradition after I restored my country.

Unfortunately, the opportunity was given to you, but you were useless and failed to seize it.

After all that nonsense, let's calculate the time. The effect of the soul-calming smoke should take effect. One, two, three, down."

As soon as the word "fall" was uttered, the people from the Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian schools, who had just realized that Ning Caichen had unknowingly done something to them, all collapsed to the ground with numbness and weakness in their hands and feet.

After falling to the ground, E Zichuan, who had tried several times to mobilize even a trace of magic power in his body but failed, collapsed. He forced himself to open his mouth and cursed at Ning Caichen.

"Ning Caichen, are you still worthy of being a human being? When Jinling was captured, if it weren't for the Buddhists, Taoists, and Confucians like me who came to rescue you, you would have died in Jinling City.

Now that you repay kindness with hatred, aren't you afraid that our wronged souls will not rest in peace and turn into evil ghosts to seek revenge on you?"

Not only E Zichuan, but all the disciples of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism who could open their mouths were cursing Ning Caichen, and naturally there were also scoldings towards Zhiqiu Yiye, the head of Kunlun.

However, these insults meant nothing to Ning Caichen, a man with a heroic character.

Knowing that time was running out, he simply grabbed a monk and threw him into the altar to start the sacrifice.

The bronze gate's reaction to the sacrifice of the monks' flesh and blood was exactly as Ning Caichen had expected. After a flash of green light, the gap in the middle of the bronze gate widened a little.

With hope in his heart, one after another, the Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian monks who kept shouting and cursing were thrown into the altar by Ning Caichen. The green light on the bronze door flashed dozens of times and finally opened to the size of an adult's fist.

Looking at the bronze door that was about to open completely, and the world behind the door that was filled with dazzling lights and could not be looked directly at.

Ning Caichen couldn't help but smile: "It's almost time, it's finally almost time, the treasure left by Emperor Yin will be mine, whether it's Wang Nanrong or the Black Mountain Old Demon.

When I have completely mastered Emperor Yin's treasure, they will all be nothing but chickens and dogs. By then, I will not only be the emperor in the world, but also the ruler of the world.

I also want to be the Emperor of Heaven that even Emperor Yin couldn’t be. I want to be immortal and rule the three realms with only me as the supreme being.”

While muttering to himself, Ning Caichen's men moved faster and faster. Soon, of the remaining disciples of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, only E Zichuan and Zhiqiu Yiye were still alive.

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye who was disheartened and E Zichuan who kept cursing, Ning Caichen fixed his eyes and threw them both into the altar.

Zhiqiu, if you want to blame someone, just blame yourself for not being able to judge people well since you are just a rookie!
Emperors have always been alone and helpless.

When the cursing E Zichuan and the disheartened Zhiqiu Yiye were swallowed up by the altar.

The gap of the bronze door has been opened to a point where it is large enough for an adult to pass through.

Only then did Ning Caichen stop with satisfaction.

Looking at the crack in the door that was not fully open but could still allow people to pass through, Ning Caichen waved to his confidants beside him, signaling one of them to go into the crack and explore the way first.

Ning Caichen understood that a son of a wealthy family should not do anything dangerous.

It is unclear whether these confidants are afraid of Ning Caichen's cruelty or are truly loyal to him.

After receiving Ning Caichen's order, someone immediately walked towards the bronze gate, wanting to explore the world behind the door for Ning Caichen through the gap in the middle of the gate.

But what no one expected was that just as the confidant approached the bronze door, a skinny animal claw stretched out from the middle of the door crack and grabbed him.

"Time passes, Master, but you still failed to trap me. This netherworld is mine from today on."

As he spoke, the person in the beast's claws was sucked away by a suction force, his flesh and blood collapsed and his soul was scattered.

Such a scene made Ning Caichen, who was standing outside the bronze gate, furious: Why? Why did things turn out like this?

Doesn't the ancient book at home record that this is the treasure house of Emperor Yin? Why are there such evil monsters in the treasure house?
God is unfair!

Ning Caichen collapsed immediately after taking a glance at the thousands of ghosts visible to the naked eye at the end of the passage behind him.

The cry in Ning Caichen's heart was dissipated in the world with the attack of thousands of ghosts behind him, without even a chance to be spoken out.

Feeling that the blood food outside the door was devoured by the ghosts he had attracted, the owner of the beast claws became furious behind the door: "Damn it, damn it.

You filthy and despicable creatures, how dare you eat my blood? You all deserve to die.

I will fill you all into the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Death, and I will make you all the nutrients for me to dominate the Netherworld!"

The angry roar of the person behind the door spread throughout the entire City of the Dead, and an extremely strong suction force came out again from the crack of the bronze door.

The tens of thousands of ghosts that filled the entire passage in front of the bronze gate didn't even have a chance to react before they were pulled into the bronze gate by the horrific suction force and disappeared.

After hearing the content of the roar in the City of the Dead, Ding Hai keenly realized that something was wrong.

These words don't sound like something Ning Caichen and his gang would shout out; their identities don't match.

I don't know why Ding Kai, who failed to show off and was fucked instead, didn't turn around and run away even though he knew that something was wrong.

Just as Ding Hai used his martial arts eyes to scan the ghost-infested City of the Dead over and over again.

When he wanted to find out where the person who yelled was hiding, a feeling of panic suddenly came over him.

Having experienced this kind of situation many times, how could Ding Hai not know why he felt so anxious?

The path of utmost sincerity can predict the future, and this was his soul warning him.

Retreat, knowing that his telepathy would not deceive him, Ding Hai quickly retreated from the edge of the City of Death to the periphery.

In a moment, his figure retreated more than ten miles.

Another flash, and his figure arrived at the end of the army of billions of ghosts.

Just when he was about to make another effort to break through the air and retreat, a stream of extremely condensed ghost energy erupted from underground in the City of the Dead.

Under the impact of the almost materialized ghost energy, a big hole was opened in the sky and the earth of the City of the Dead.

The huge hole formed by shattering the sky and the earth, with the help of the endless impact of ghost energy, instantly swallowed up the surrounding void, and the City of the Dead disappeared into the huge hole in the void at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the huge void hole that was still not satisfied and continued to expand after swallowing up the City of the Dead, Ding Hai looked puzzled.

what's the situation?
Just as Ding Hai was wondering, the edge of the huge hole in the void had already eroded to a place not far in front of him.

The billions of ghosts and monsters that were noisy and noisy just now were all trembling, becoming nutrients for the huge void.

When he was about to reach the edge of the void, Ding Hai's figure retreated ten miles again. Looking at the huge empty hole in space in front of him, he could only stare blankly.

The affairs of the underworld are inherently mysterious. Even though this is just a small underworld, it is a world away from the underworld in the real world.

Ding Hai searched his memory but could not find a way to deal with the situation.

The huge void hole that swallowed up hundreds of millions of ghosts and monsters expanded extremely quickly in the underworld.

In just one hour, the area of ​​dozens of miles centered on the City of the Dead was swallowed up.

(End of this chapter)