Fang Zong also thought it was great. Standing high in the distance, he was plucking Hu Batian's fur. "I love my teammate the most," he said with a smile.

"It's not that simple." The Yinshan Ghost King glanced at Fang Zong with some fear.

It wasn't just Fang Zong who felt fear; even Hu Batian, perched on Fang Zong's shoulder and eager to rush out and fight, filled him with dread. Hu Batian, possessing the power of the Goddess of Nature, seemed like a child wielding a gun—extremely dangerous and terrifying.

"They've interfered in the secular world, blinded by greed, and certainly won't commit suicide. Do you really want to eradicate North Korea completely?"

Yinshan Ghost King glanced at Hu Batian again, then at Xue Nuo—both of them were terrifyingly powerful individuals capable of inflicting massive group damage; they really had the ability to wipe North Korea off the map.

Fang Zong laughed and said, "Of course I wouldn't dare, but they have to die, otherwise I won't be happy. By the way, let's not talk about them. How's the situation back home? Don't force me to actually kill the ghosts when I get back."

"No ghosts or spirits will harm the living within seven days."

The Yinshan Ghost King was very confident in this regard: "The ghosts are afraid of you, but they are even more afraid of the power of Yama. I have notified all the great ghosts to act as inspectors to take care of the order in every city of the Eastern Kingdom. It will take a long time, but only seven days. I can guarantee that there will be no incidents of evil ghosts harming people in the Eastern Kingdom within seven days."

"What if there is?"

"At most one or two items, I can take care of them for you."

Fang Zong nodded upon hearing this. He would not take action to wipe out the ghosts of an entire city. This would be a provocation against the great fortune of the Eastern Kingdom, and even he might not be able to withstand it.

It's alright now that the Yinshan Ghost King has taken action; it's an internal matter for the ghosts, and the Eastern Kingdom's fortunes won't react excessively...

Just then, something happened over there. The North Korean warriors suddenly retreated, while the ordinary soldiers set off, and countless missiles roared and crackled.

"Fang Zong! Dongguo!" Hua Jinghao led the North Korean warriors into the ranks of ordinary soldiers, letting out a shrill roar: "If you have the guts, come on! An army that slaughters ordinary people, a civilian that slaughters ordinary people... My North Korean Da Yun is not to be trifled with! Fang Zong, you are an outrage against heaven and earth!"

"Shameless!" The man in black reached out and crushed dozens of missiles.

These things are completely useless, but if they were used against ordinary people, North Korea's national fortune would definitely be provoked. It would not dare to provoke a national fortune that is similar to the Way of Heaven.

The same applies to the Peacock and Laozi; they crushed missiles, but they were powerless against the North Korean strongmen who had retreated into their ordinary army.

"what to do?"

They asked each other if they were not forced by Fang Zong to come and "do things," but genuinely wanted to wipe out these North Korean bastards! Just then, Li Xiaoran in the sky transformed into a raging blue snow storm, passing through the army.

"Fang Zong, come out here! You really dare to attack an ordinary person?!"

Hua Jinghao looked at the frozen fragments of limbs around him, feeling like crying. He never expected... that they would actually attack them?

The Eight-Armed Rakshasa Li Xiaoran only made one move, and two Earth Transformation Realm experts were seriously injured, and hundreds of people died!

“If Ah Zong says you must die, then you must die.”

Li Xiaoran stood in the sky, surrounded by swirling, deep blue snowflakes, untouched by blood or dust.

Her eyes were icy blue, and her eight arms held up sharp longswords: "Eight-Armed Frost-Sealing Blade - Heaven and Earth Sealing Prison... Hmm?" Suddenly she looked up, staring at a place higher in the North Korean sky.

A large group of people surged in, the leader wearing ancient armor, but not as exquisite as the chainmail of ancient Eastern countries, just tanned animal hide.

These people carry the spirit of the military, but behind that spirit lies a vast expanse of mindless, soulless soldiers.

Along with the military spirit and morale came dark clouds sweeping across the sky.

Dark clouds gathered into a gray vortex, filled with terrifying lightning. Xue Nuo quickly stepped in front of Li Xiaoran, drawing two crescent-shaped scimitars with both hands: "It's a bolt from the blue! Sister Xiaoran, step back, I'll try to swallow it!"

"Hahahaha, you can't swallow this! Even if you were Lei Zhenzi, one of the gods of the East, in your past life, you couldn't stop it! North Korea's great fortune has arrived! And there's the military spirit, the military soul—this is the power of over a hundred experts with supernatural abilities…and…!!!"

Hua Jinghao glared at Li Xiaoran with murderous intent: "You're dead! You're all going to die! With the great fortune of our North Korea being used, you're all going to be struck by lightning! You deserve to be annihilated, body and soul! You're unforgivable!"

"Really? It's outrageous? That's interesting..."

The dark clouds were directed at Li Xiaoran, and at that moment, someone appeared at a higher place than Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo.

"Outrageous! I am extremely unrestrained, and even the laws of heaven will not tolerate it..." Fang Zong's entrance background music resounded for dozens of miles around, even more deafening and terrifying than before.

He chuckled softly: "I'm the kind of person who's inherently unforgivable..."