The white mist dissipated, and the wild animals and birds in the mountains were startled and flew away in panic. Dense groups of soldiers with faint golden light meandered down the mountain path and gathered together with their comrades at the foot of the mountain. They rushed forward madly, and several or even more divine lights rose from behind and flew into the night sky.
"Start the formation!" A voice resounded through the sky.
In the distance, more than ten streams of Yin Qi that flew away from the foothills seemed to be restrained by something and fell to the ground one after another. Even Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang, who were flying in the woods, had their magic power cut off in an instant. It seemed as if someone was holding down their shoulders, and they couldn't even use their light body skills.
"Fellow Daoist Yan!"
Suddenly falling to the ground, Zuo Zhengyang put down his long sword and reached out to help Yan Chixia, who waved his hand, "I'm fine." He straightened the wooden box behind him and looked back, and the golden light approached, "I wonder how Daoist Brother Lu is doing?"
At this moment, the two men had magical powers but could not use them. Their martial arts were of no use except killing the possessed soldiers. For now, they could only escape temporarily and not cause more trouble.
Zuo Zhengyang pursed his lips and glanced behind him, then gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
He grabbed his companion, held the knife in one hand and ran wildly. On both sides of the two men, many evil spirits that fell from the night sky were still able to maintain their spirits. When they saw these two men, some of them rushed over and fell behind them.
"Go faster, I'll cover you."
"What are you talking about? Let's go!" The black man with a leopard head and round eyes rode over, grabbed the reins under the other's horse, and ran forward, not forgetting to ask his name: "What's your name?"
"God of Zhongshan, Zhou Chu!"
"I am a real man, Zhang Fei from Yan!"
Not far away, the sound of horse hooves approached, and Guan Yu, dressed in a green robe and golden armor, shouted to the black man: "Don't talk, just follow me!"
It is true that the Yin Gods are heroes in the world, but they are too stubborn to leave after being ambushed. They originally planned to ambush and kill a few stars in the fog to weaken the opponent's strength, but now the opponent is also alert and even arranged measures in advance. Without the command of soldiers, it is difficult for them to exert their strength.
The Yin gods that descended from the night sky gathered together at this moment and rushed wildly towards the west. In a blink of an eye, the immortal soldiers that spread to the bottom of the mountain from behind significantly accelerated their speed with the help of the strong wind raised by Han Zhixian. While countless dust and smoke were flying, rays of divine light rose in the night sky and passed over the huge sea of people below.
"The clouds are clearing and the sun is shining—"
In the divine light, a man named Wang Shichong fell to a nearby cliff. His image began to glow, and a golden-crowned rooster appeared in the air, with its head held high and its neck stretched out.
Oh… oh oh oh!!
The roosters crowed loudly, the night clouds rolled and dispersed, a ray of golden light shone through the gap in the clouds, and a dark color gradually brightened between heaven and earth. For the ghosts with low Taoism, it was fatal. Although the Yin God was fine, its Yin energy would be weakened. It was already restrained by the opponent's formation, barely maintaining its soul, and now it was even worse.
Guan Yu felt nothingness in his hand, the Azure Dragon Crescent Moon turned into black smoke and gradually dissipated, and the horse he was sitting on also followed from bottom to top, starting to dissipate from the running horse's hooves. As the edge of the light pushed Qingming to spread rapidly, the Yin energy on his body hissed, and his whole body fell off the horse that was about to dissipate.
"Second brother!"
When Zhang Fei jumped off his horse, Zhao Yun, Zhou Chu, and others around him fell off their horses one after another. Some struggled and screamed in the light, and then turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared on the ground.
Yan Chixia and Zuo Zhengyang took off their robes and spread them out to cover the sky to block the light for several Yin gods. At this moment, a huge black shadow blocked their sight. Looking back, they saw Zhu Ganglie standing behind them with a rake in his hand. His body kept getting bigger and bigger, blocking the light like a mountain, with his face slightly turned to the side.
"Step on the shadows and move quickly! I, Old Pig... will block it for you!"
"Let's go together!"
A figure floated over, stepped on Lao Zhu's arm, and landed on his shoulder. The Yuelong Sword in his hand was sheathed. He looked to the east, and a light blue color appeared in his turbid eyes. The stars behind him lit up and outlined a shape.
"It's dark!"
With his eyes closed, the outline of Zhu Jiuyin closed gently, and the sky, which was bright at first, returned to darkness again. Over there, the Pleiades Rooster standing on the cliff said "Hmm?", his robes puffed up, and he raised his hands, and the rooster's crows spread loudly again, and the dark clouds dispersed again, and the sun shone through the gaps in the clouds.
Lu Liangsheng used the magical powers of the strange beasts from the mountains and seas to close the opened cloud gaps, covering up the light. Chang'an, a hundred miles away, was visited by the emperor and his civil and military officers gathered on the top of the city wall. They looked at the horizon from afar. It was sometimes white and sometimes black, as if someone had just lit a candle and it was blown out by the wind. This happened over ten times and everyone was dumbfounded.
"Could it be that the Imperial Master is performing a ritual with the gods?"
"I'm afraid that going back and forth like this will hurt your body. I suggest that Your Majesty prepare some more supplements later."
“… I’m afraid a magic pill will do.”
…
In the wilderness and foothills, in the world that changed back and forth between black and white, the last night fell, blood oozed from the corners of Lu Liangsheng's mouth, and the Pleiades on the cliff also spit out blood. One of them relied on the magical powers of the ancient gods of mountains and seas to go back and forth more than ten times and injured his vitality. The other one came down to the world in the form of Dharma, and his cultivation was incomparable to that in heaven. What's more, changing the weather consumed a lot of divine power, so naturally he couldn't hold on any longer.
Lu Liangsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and patted Zhu Ganglie's ears. The latter became smaller. Seeing that he was weak, he put away his rake, carried Lu Liangsheng on his back, used magic to stir up the evil wind, and took those evil spirits away with him.
After crossing the long river, the capital city was in front. He didn't care about the several divine lights chasing behind him, and sent out his magic sound towards the black clouds with flying sand and rocks in front.
"Marshal Tianpeng, how come you are just like ordinary people now that you have descended to the mortal world and value friendship and loyalty? Have you forgotten our rules in heaven?"
Amidst the black smoke and dark clouds, the figure of Zhu Ganglie could be heard.
"That's why I came down to the mortal world and don't want to be with you guys!"
On both sides, golden light was approaching and encircling Zhu Ganglie, forcing him to lower his altitude and get close to the ground. He turned back and cursed angrily a few times, when he suddenly felt something. He heard faint opera sounds floating in the air, echoing in the empty field ahead, and immediately stopped the evil wind.
Several divine lights from the sky also fell, and one of the gods, holding a magic weapon and a floating fairy belt, walked forward slowly.
"Why doesn't Tianpeng run away?"
"…Thinking back to those days, I was held hostage in Handan… One day, I will ride a chariot a thousand miles back to my homeland and sit on the throne…"
Some hoarse and unpleasant music sounded in the mist, which stunned several gods and immortals for a moment. Lu Liangsheng, who was on Zhu Ganglie's back, sounded familiar. He raised his head and heard the creaking sound of the axle turning. Then, amidst the creaking sound of a carriage with a canopy standing on it, the outline of a carriage appeared in the mist and slowly drove towards this side.
"This is... the Master's voice."
Under the carriage canopy, the hoarse and unpleasant music suddenly changed into a majestic and powerful one.
"… He lived deep in the Xianyang Palace, with a pearl curtain hanging down and holding the hilt of a sword, pointing to the sky and hunting the nine states, sweeping away the defeated dogs of the six kingdoms…"
The carriage stopped, the opera also stopped, and the voice of the Toad Taoist said: "Are you still willing to lead the troops? Follow me to kill the invading enemies!"
Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei and other Yin spirits were a little confused. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and dispersed the mist in front of them. The carriage frame and the horses pulling the carriage were revealed first, shining with a bronze luster. Under the canopy, the crown shook the pearl curtain, and the robe with a black background and gold patterns fluttered. A short toad dragged its robe and stepped forward. It stood up and walked into the dull gaze of everyone.
"snort!"
The cold toad eyes swept over the immortal who was shining with divine light. The frog waved its webbed feet, and its wide sleeves suddenly spread out. The mist on both sides quickly receded, and the picture presented made everyone feel as if ants were crawling across their backs, and their pupils shrank instantly.
The white fog dissipated, revealing rows of neat and orderly figures, spreading all over the field, left and right, front and back. Groups and groups of people lined up, holding up forests of flags and stretching to the end of the darkness.
They are all colorful stone statues, but no one really thinks they are stone statues.
The toad walked to the edge of the cart, his eyes showing ferocity, and he swung his wide sleeves violently.
"Kill!" he shouted.
In an instant, countless figures in the silent night had green fire in their eyes, and they put down the long spears in their hands with a "whoosh" sound. They took a step forward, and countless feet fell, making a dull "boom" sound that shook the wilderness.