There are many legends about Nanyue.
A long time ago, Nanyue was called Tianzhu Mountain, not Hengshan Mountain.
But as the territory of the Xia people expanded, Nanyue became Hengshan Mountain at some point in time.
But this does not affect the emperor's divine duties at all.
It did not affect Confucius' vigilance against him at all.
"Are you still sane?"
Emperor Hengshan smiled gently, his voice like a bell, with ups and downs and clear pronunciation.
"Why do you think I'm possessed by a demon? I've transformed from a witch god into a Taoist deity. How could I possibly come back alive?"
The figure gradually became clearer. The Great Emperor of Mount Hengshan in Nanyue was no longer the same as he was worshipped in the Nanyue Temple before.
His hair was no longer weak, and the clothes he was wearing made Confucius feel very strange.
He wore a white single-layered garment inside, a yellow long gown outside, and the outermost layer was a purple cloak made up of countless pieces of cloth.
It was not quite a cloak, as it was only draped over one shoulder, covering most of the body of Emperor Hengshan.
This is not the traditional Chinese clothing of the Xia Dynasty.
If Kong Hanan were here, he would definitely recognize that this is a cassock.
As the Emperor of Hengshan gradually appeared, Hengshan was shaken again.
The defenders outside the mountain were in a panic.
Soon, the order was passed down.
"Confucius said, the Ghost Kingdom has been destroyed, withdraw your troops!"
The troops stationed here were all elite soldiers from various counties. Once the order was passed down, they evacuated quickly.
It was also because they retreated quickly that not long after they evacuated, a sinister aura gushed out from the ground.
The seal of the Ghost Kingdom was completely lifted.
"I have been sealed for tens of thousands of years..."
Emperor Yan Ting's voice came from Hengshan, filled with resentment and anger.
Anyone would be angry after being teased by Confucius through the seal for so long.
The sky was filled with evil energy, and all the plants and trees on Hengshan Mountain were affected by it, and their vitality was deprived by the gloomy air.
Meng Yu looked serious.
"Teacher, if that doesn't work, let's go first."
The wooden ox cart moved quickly, and Meng Yu was confident that he could escape from the attack of Emperor Yan Ting and Hengshan.
Confucius shook his head.
"No need. Even if the enemy numbers tens of millions, I will face them head-on. This is my responsibility."
Hengshan clapped his hands and chuckled.
"As expected of a saint."
"Unfortunately, my original target was not you, but Dao Sheng."
"But if I can get rid of you, it must not be bad."
As soon as he finished speaking, his confident smile suddenly changed and he could no longer smile.
The evil aura in the sky is gradually dissipating.
Emperor Yan Ting didn’t come out!
Confucius smiled and shook his head.
"I never thought my nephew was so capable. I've ruined your plans. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
…
In the ghost country, the flying zombie general Chen was about to retreat when a figure rushed out from the black fog and blocked his way.
Jiang Chen's expression became even uglier, his fangs were exposed, and a low growl came from his throat.
"Hanba, you betrayed His Majesty?"
Hanba shook his head in a complicated manner, and without any further ado, he roared and started fighting with the two flying zombies, including Jiang Chen.
The power of Niu Dou Guixian was fully displayed. Together with the newly surrendered Ma Fu, he led the employees of the Niu and Ma tribes of the underworld, rushed out of the black fog, and killed into the camp of the ghost country soldiers.
Ma Fu fought particularly hard. There was no other way because he was "deeply sinful". If he didn't work hard, he would not know what punishment was waiting for him when he returned to the underworld.
He suffered a lot in the underworld during this year, and now he just wants to eliminate his sins, become a member of the underworld, and return to his tribe.
The underworld launched an all-out attack here, and the little demons from the cattle and horse tribes on the battlefield were confused again.
What’s going on…
Why are you back again?
How come there are acquaintances in your team?
Looking closely, they saw many of their former clansmen and friends waving at them from the team in the underworld.
"Brother, let's switch defense."
"Leave it to us next!"
"The Lord of the Underworld is a good man. You will know when you return to the underworld."
"Stop fighting, just retreat. It looks like you're having a hard time."
After being fooled by them, many little demons from the cattle and horse tribes walked into the black fog and were "guided" back to the underworld by the Hades Bee tribe and the Night Beggar tribe hidden in it.
Over there, a group of temporary city gods, led by Gu Qiang, had been waiting for a long time, ready to do "ideological work" on them.
…
The ghost fairy Biao shouted angrily: "You in the underworld are hiding your head and showing your tail, what kind of ability do you have!"
As he roared, a strong wind blew up, blowing towards the fog of war.
Li Mihai, who had made great contributions in attacking the cattle and horse tribes and had been promoted to captain, laughed heartily: "You still don't remember the pain."
Under the leadership of Li Mihai, the Li Geng tribe once again controlled the wind-based secret technique of Guixianbiao. This gust of wind instead swept up many ghost soldiers from the Ghost Kingdom and threw them into the black fog.
The other four ghost immortals also displayed their magical powers, but there was a fluctuation in the black fog, and Ghost Immortal Lin took action with Ghost Immortals Yan, Ghost Immortal Yan, and Ghost Immortal Fan, who were striving for "leniency".
Several ghost fairies have lived together in the ghost country for a long time and are very familiar with each other. For a while, they are at loggerheads, unable to break through each other's defenses and are in a stalemate.
But all the ghosts knew that the ghosts in the underworld were well-rested and waiting for the opportunity, while the ghosts in the Ghost Kingdom had been fighting for a whole day, and it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
The fog of war was still spreading, like a giant beast, pouncing on the troops of the Ghost Kingdom.
Swallowed by the fog, no matter whether it was the demons from the cattle and horse tribes or the soldiers from the ghost country, once they were trapped in it, they could no longer make any sound.
The Ghost Kingdom's troops were already at the end of their strength. They first received the order to retreat, and then were caught off guard by the underworld.
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