Cheng Ying is dead. Logically, he should slowly dissipate; his hardened zombie body should soften and decay, gradually returning to the world that nurtured him.

But five big characters, huge characters...

Benevolence!

righteous!

present!

wisdom!

letter!

Five large characters rose from beneath his feet, swirling around him and defying the fundamental law of nature that death means returning to dust. His power no longer dissipated; instead, it attracted all the surrounding spiritual and ghostly energy, continuously strengthening him.

Cheng Ying made a hand seal with lightning speed, so fast that Fang Zong couldn't even see it clearly: "Loyalty, Filial Piety, Brotherly Love, Righteousness... Slay Evil!" As the hand seal was completed and Cheng Ying's voice sounded mechanical and rigid, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, transforming into a mighty force of righteous energy that roared towards Fang Zong.

Fang Zong quickly released Le Yangshi, who had turned into an ordinary little ghost, and with one hand, pulled out the magic sword Shattered Star, which had been nurtured within the small world.

This is a knife, its blade gleaming brightly.

This was not a knife; the light reflecting off it made it look like a crescent moon blade that Fang Zong had pulled from the sky!

"Magic Blade Moon Dance..."

The blade trembled, emitting a buzzing sound that resembled four words in a language. It was no longer the magic blade Shattering Star, but the even more powerful magic blade Moon Dance.

The flash of the blade was like the sharpest crescent moon dancing in the sky!

cut!

cut!

cut!

Fang Zong kept retreating while continuing to slash with all his might. The power Cheng Ying used this time was too terrifying, so much so that he didn't even have the courage to confront him head-on. He could only keep retreating and slashing to deflect Cheng Ying's power.

The Yinshan Ghost King possessed the strength of the Earth Transformation Realm, yet it spat out blood in the very first instant. The power attribute that completely countered his left him with no chance to fight back, and he could only flee. He was also badly injured by the aftershocks.

"This is the great destiny of a nation! The immense power of heaven and earth that governs the great destiny of a nation! Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety, brotherly love, and righteousness... Fang Zong, this is the immense power of heaven and earth that has been continuously accumulated in the Eastern Kingdom for five thousand years!"

The Yinshan Ghost King roared as he was sent flying more than two thousand meters, crashing to the ground and unable to get up. Fang Zong listened to the Yinshan Ghost King's cries of alarm, his face stiff as he continued to strike with his sword—his True Yang Fire was equally pure and incomparably masculine, and was not restrained by Cheng Ying's power, but the difference in numbers was too great, so he could only use the sharpness of his magic sword, Moon Dance, to cleave through the opponent's power.

One slash after another, each slash leaving four crescent-shaped blade shadows, all executed using the Triple Slash technique.

Even so, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he suddenly roared, "Break for me...!"

"Boom!" Cheng Ying's power shattered, blasting the surroundings into a cloud of smoke and dust.

Houses collapsed, the earth cracked, vegetation turned to ash, and the earth's veins twisted and turned... Powder and dust surged into the sky, and the water from the earth's veins also sprayed into the air.

Fang Zong emerged from the chaotic scene and discovered that Cheng Ying and Le Yangshi were nowhere to be seen.

"A nation's destiny!" Fang Zong gritted his teeth and took out his phone from his pocket.

His phone rang just then; it was a messaging app, and seven or eight people were tagging him in the Yellow Springs Valley chat group.

"@Fang Zong, my identity as a human being has been stripped away!"

"@Fang Zong, the Military Soul Valley has been sealed off, and all the military spirits have been pulled back by the nation's destiny. Be careful, you must be careful!"

"@Fang Zong, all the human-walking power under the Grand Fortune of the Nation has been drained and is heading in your direction, Ah Zong... be careful..."

The message was cut off shortly afterward. Fang Zong opened the main page of the communication software and found that the Huangquan Valley chat group icon had disappeared.

Since he did not receive any notification that he had been kicked out of Huangquan Valley, he guessed that Huangquan Valley must have been blocked by the Eastern Kingdom's Grand Fortune.

"Fang Zong, from now on I am the mortal agent of the Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune. Tell the Ghost-Slaying Team to stabilize the internal situation as soon as possible. The Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune is getting impatient..." Cheng Ying's voice came from afar, sounding very empty. "Now there are generals, Daoist alliances, ghosts, monsters, and even immortals in the mortal world. Every time a strong person is born, it strengthens the Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune. However, we kill each other to fight for hegemony, and every death weakens the Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune... The Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune has sealed off all the Military Soul Valleys and is accumulating their power. If the internal killings cannot be stopped soon, it will unleash the accumulated bloodlust of the warriors and ignite the desire of over a billion people across the country to expand their territory."

Fang Zong, you should understand that internal conflicts can be transformed into external conflicts, and Dongguo Dayun also understands this…”

Upon hearing this, Fang Zongheng brandished his sword: "Where is the Youye Illusionary Realm?"

"hehe."

In the next instant, Fang Zong found that the surrounding light had turned into seven colors.

Everything blurred, and soon the surroundings became the top floor of that building; the Youye Illusionary Realm completely disappeared.

“Without the Netherworld, the Wraiths are just ordinary ghosts. I will take good care of my wife and children. Fang Zong, I, Cheng Ying, will forever owe my teammates a life. My death is to repay that life. The fact that I can still move now means that I haven't repaid enough…”

The sound gradually faded away. Fang Zong looked up and saw two figures holding a baby in the sky, disappearing at a speed that he couldn't even catch up with.

Cheng Ying glanced back at Fang Zong one last time, and their eyes met: "I'm not the only one walking the human realm. Be careful of the other human realm walkers."

Fang Zong nodded and looked at the Yinshan Ghost King, who was slumped to the side: "Did you hear that?"

"Yes." The Yinshan Ghost King said with a wry smile, "We've been fighting too hard, especially with those newly appeared immortals like He Xiangu, who kill monsters like they're cutting vegetables, which has angered the Great Fortune of the Eastern Kingdom. If your Ghost-Slaying Team doesn't stabilize its internal situation soon, once the warriors' bloodlust accumulated in Junpo Valley is fully unleashed, billions of people will be blinded by their warrior spirit and frantically demand to expand their territory... The Ghost-Slaying Team won't be able to withstand the demands of the entire nation, will it? A world war will break out!"

"Us?" Fang Zong keenly grasped the key point.

"Yes, it's you. We ghosts are eager to start a war."

The Yinshan Ghost King laughed smugly, "Living people need to eat, and ghosts, like living people, also need to devour essence and blood. The petty squabbles within the country aren't enough to fill our stomachs, and we'll still be hunted down by you. If war breaks out..."

Fang Zong raised an eyebrow: "You're very happy?"

"I was born a general, ready to die on the battlefield!"

"Do you believe I can kill all of you ghosts?"

Fang Zong uttered a sentence calmly, staring at the Yinshan Ghost King's changed face: "Spirit ghosts can survive by consuming ghost energy and can also accept incense offerings. You ghosts can do the same. What you say is just the greedy nature of coveting the essence and blood of the living. I don't mind killing you all to save the chaos from further disorder."

"Aren't you raising ghosts?"

“Sometimes…” Fang Zong rolled his eyes, “I’m too lazy to raise them!”