Shen Yuan didn't take what happened on that island to heart.

Since leaving Haizhou, Shen Yuan has traveled hundreds of thousands of miles in two days and has seen too many absurd and foolish things.

Some people believe that by eating blood relatives, they can transform into monsters and kill each other on the abundant islands.

A thief who claimed to be an immortal killed his benefactor, seized his storage bag, embarked on the path of cultivation, and occupied an island.

In this sea area far away from the territory of the Humane Dynasty, without the protection of human destiny, a large number of creatures are unscrupulously eroded by the demonic aura.

Although he has retained his human form, he has already become no different from a demon.

The people on that island are just some of the ignorant creatures.

Although Shen Yuan shoulders the responsibility of humanity, he does not regard himself as a savior, nor does he think that he can save everyone.

The only thing he could do was to approve their choice, remove the protective talisman, and let the islanders fend for themselves.

As we gradually approached the border of Yingzhou, more and more islands appeared in the sea. Many of the evil gods and spiritual spirits occupying the islands generally had the aura of the underworld.

Already knowing the reason, Shen Yuan had no intention of going forward to investigate, but instead sped up his escape.

Finally, as a huge piece of land appeared on the sea level in the distance, Shen Yuan suddenly felt that the luck of the aquatic creatures occupying the sea began to fade, and was replaced by a luck that was a mixture of human, divine, and ghost ways.

Among them, humanity and Shinto are constantly declining, and can only barely maintain the level of being able to compete with ghosts.

Feeling the intertwining of destiny, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes.

“No wonder Yingzhou was able to hold out for so long in the face of the invasion of the underworld. It turns out that the power of the gods here is even greater than that of the human world.

But why do I feel a sense of familiarity from this divine destiny? "

As it approached at a very fast speed, Yingzhou became larger and larger in Shen Yuan's vision.

In fact, strictly speaking, Yingzhou should be considered a super giant island, but its size is really too large. It is larger than all the islands seen in the East China Sea, and is almost comparable to the Daxia area after the revival of heaven and earth.

With the power of star numbers working, Shen Yuan could clearly see the dark aura rising into the sky above the entire Yingzhou land, almost occupying the sky.

The sun's rays were dim in the sky, and invisible dark clouds covered everything, as if dragging the continent into the underworld.

In the remote areas of Yingzhou, the aura of the Netherworld has even completely occupied the present world. Only the core area close to the center of Yingzhou can still retain some of the human and divine luck.

The whole Yingzhou was in sight at a glance, with countless starlights flowing as Shen Yuan calculated the key nodes of the invasion of the underworld on the land of Yingzhou.

All kinds of information gradually emerged in Shen Yuan's mind, but for some reason, that strange yet familiar feeling became stronger and stronger.

"never mind!"

Shen Yuan frowned slightly, and without thinking about the unnecessary information, he flew straight to the nearest Netherworld node.

“Damn it!”

Barely avoiding a ghost king that attacked from underground, Bai Zhao used his magic power to transform it into a huge seal to smash the ghost king into pieces. Its fallen body caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.

"As expected of Lord Bai Zhao!"

"Lord Bai Zhao is extremely powerful!"

"With Lord Bai Zhao here, these ghosts will never be able to break into our Luliang City!"

Hearing these joyful cheers, Bai Zhao's face showed no joy at all, instead he rebuked in a deep voice:

"Shut up, everyone!"

The cheers on the city wall died down instantly, but Bai Zhao’s rebuke did not cause any dissatisfaction among these people. The respect in everyone’s eyes became more and more intense.

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhao sighed deeply, and the idea of ​​abandoning the city and fleeing was suppressed again.

Looking around the battlefield in front of him, the ground was littered with broken limbs and corpses. The broken soul fire ignited the mountains of corpses, reflecting the cold murderous intent.

The Flesh Mountain Ghost King, who was as tall as a mountain, was nailed to the ground by hundreds of long swords. The enchantment of thousands of Yin-Yang Masters’ corpses remained with the Ghost King’s shattered soul. The broken statues embedded in the bodies of ghosts were mixed with the flesh and blood of the serving witches.

On this battlefield between humans and ghosts, a strong breath of death gathers here, as if ushering in the arrival of the underworld.

A few miles away from the battlefield, the originally turbulent river had turned into a projection of a tributary of the Yellow Spring. The clear river water turned turbid, and ghosts crawled out of the Yellow Spring and were pouring towards Luliang City.

Looking around the city wall, Luliang City, which once gathered tens of thousands of Onmyoji and hundreds of thousands of warriors and was said to be able to block the ghosts of the underworld from entering its territory, now only has hundreds of practitioners left.

Most of these practitioners were injured, and some were even dying with only one breath left.

There is only one reason for this, and that is that Yingzhou is too weak.

The land of Yingzhou does not have a strong cultivation foundation. What it has are only some Onmyoji and Bushido cultivation systems passed down from ten thousand years ago.

Although these systems have achieved good advantages in the early stage of the spiritual energy tide, their drawbacks become apparent as soon as the stage of heaven and earth revival begins.

That’s because the upper limits of these two systems are too low!

According to the legend, the existence of Onmyoji and Bushido system is only at the level of refining the spirit.

All practitioners find their way forward almost blocked after breaking through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. If they want to make further progress, they can only rely on their own exploration. This results in Yingzhou's high-end combat power being extremely limited.

The only thing that can break through this limit is the power from the gods.

However, almost all the gods present in Yingzhou gathered in Heian-kyo, and together with the four gods who descended on Yingzhou, they fought against the Yellow Spring tributaries, and could only send down part of the power of the gods.

Each time these powers are used, they are reduced. Once they are completely consumed, they will no longer be able to resist the ghosts from the underworld.

Faced with an almost endless supply of Yellow Spring ghosts and the endless stream of Yellow Spring Ghost Kings among them, these Yingzhou practitioners have only one choice, and that is to pay with their lives!

If one cultivator cannot fight against the Ghost King, then ten, a hundred, or a thousand will do. Under the almost reckless premise of exchanging life for life, Luliang City barely resisted the attack of the Yellow Spring ghosts and even broke into the projection area of ​​the Yellow Spring tributary.

But they overlooked one thing: not everyone is willing to sacrifice their lives to fight ghosts.

Someone secretly turned to the underworld ghosts and destroyed the large shrine built in Luliang City, cutting off the possibility of using Luliang City to borrow the power of the gods.

This result plunged all the people in Luliang City into deep despair, and some people in the city even chose to commit suicide on the spot.

Just when the city was about to be breached, Mr. Bai Zhao, who had come to Luliang City several years ago, took the initiative to step forward and killed three ghost kings in a row to turn the tide.

All the people focused their eyes on Bai Zhao who was standing on the city wall, their eyes full of admiration.

If the war had not ended yet, there would probably have been young girls in love who would have offered themselves to Bai Zhao.

Feeling the expectant gazes of the crowd, Bai Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, and he could hardly suppress the urge to curse.

He is the reincarnation of the great Bai Ze Demon Saint. He has the innate magical power to transform karma into his own cultivation. He will surely return to the top in the future.

But just because of his greed, he actually provoked the powerful Supreme Daoist and was almost killed by the Star Numbers. Since then, Bai Zhao realized that Daxia was not a place to stay for a long time, so he decisively went to Yingzhou to escape from Daxia and avoid the Supreme Daoist.

Yingzhou is far away from the human territory and its geographical location is remote. Because Bai Zhao's innate magical power was damaged, he gave up the idea of ​​stirring up trouble and temporarily settled in Luliang City.

Although the Zetian Plate was lost, Bai Zhao still retained some of the talents of the Bai Ze Demon Saint. He became a fortune teller in Luliang City and got to know many people, becoming somewhat famous.

I thought I could completely recover my cultivation here, but who would have thought that Yingzhou Huangquan would suddenly resurrect and appear in the world, and countless Huangquan ghosts tried to occupy the territory of the living.

The Yingzhou court suffered defeat after defeat, and even several of its gods died. These gathered ghosts from the underworld fought all the way to the city of Luliang.

What followed was a deadly battle outside the city, and the great shrine in the city was destroyed by traitors.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Bai Zhao prepared to sneak away.

Although he had good relations with many people in the city, as a demon, he did not have much psychological burden about running away secretly.

But what he didn't expect was that a ghost king who sneaked in caught his breath and launched a sneak attack on him.

Bai Zhao killed the Ghost King, but also exposed himself to the sight of everyone in Luliang City.

He wanted to escape directly, but the countless voices in Luliang City who regarded Bai Zhao as their savior made Bai Zhao suddenly hesitate.

After living here for several years, I have some feelings for this place after all.

He came to the city gate and killed several ghost kings in succession, winning cheers from the whole city.

With his hands forming a magic seal, Bai Zhao sent down a golden light that filled the sky to kill the ghosts in the underworld. As he looked at the gradually approaching army of ghosts and the several ghost kings hiding among them, his expression became increasingly gloomy.

“The population of Yingzhou is not large, but the ghosts born in the underworld seem to be endless. There are more than ten ghost kings who have appeared.

This is just the Luliang City. There are countless ghosts and ghost kings in the territory of Yingzhou.

In Heian-kyo, the center of Yingzhou, there are many gods, including the Lord of Shinto who has long entered the fairyland. With such powerful strength, he should have been able to suppress the ghosts in the underworld long ago.

But Heian-kyō has not sent any reinforcements to Luliang Castle, which only proves one thing: Heian-kyō is facing a powerful enemy that is strong enough to rival the entire Yingzhou pantheon. "

A trace of fear flashed across his eyes, and Bai Zhao muttered to himself:

“Even if the entire Yingzhou Continent is sacrificed to the Netherworld, it is impossible for so many powerful ghosts to be born.

These underworld ghosts are definitely not simply from the underworld in Yingzhou. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind this!"

Thinking of this, Bai Zhao couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

With his strength, it would be easy for him to escape secretly.

Now that they appear on the front battlefield, any slight movement will inevitably lead to attacks from numerous ghosts, and it will not be easy to escape.

At this moment, a huge wave suddenly arose in the projection of the Yellow Spring tributary, and a warrior wearing armor with blue flames in his eyes walked on the waves and entered the battlefield.

This warrior is only the size of an ordinary human and looks so inconspicuous on this battlefield full of ghosts.

But the moment he appeared, the entire battlefield was shaken. A large number of ghosts respectfully saluted this ghost warrior, and even many ghost kings hiding in the dark retreated.

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhao suddenly felt his scalp tingling, and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Return to the Great Ghost King!"

This was the first time he saw the Great Ghost King in the Return to Void Realm on the battlefield. The moment the ghost warrior stepped into the battlefield, the vitality of the land beneath his feet began to fade and turned into a dead and silent underworld.

This is a vision of the body merging into the underworld. After the Great Ghost King Huanxu merges into the underworld, he can erode the present world and transform it into the underworld.

It can be said that as long as the Great Ghost King is allowed to walk on the battlefield of Luliang City, the entire city will completely fall into the corrupt underworld.

"Damn it! If it weren't for the Supreme Daoist who destroyed my cultivation and made me recuperate for several years before I recovered, how could I be afraid of a mere Great Ghost King?"

Bai Zhao couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

His current cultivation level is just at the peak of Spirit Refining. With the help of his talent, it is easy for him to kill the Ghost King. However, facing the Ghost King Huanxu who has surpassed a major realm, he is unable to resist.

Especially on the battlefield, there are a huge number of ghosts from the underworld, as well as several ghost kings. Once trapped, the only thing waiting for him is death.

"Escape! You must escape!"

At this moment, Bai Zhao no longer had any hesitation. Being able to help Luliang City kill a few ghost kings would already be considered as doing his duty to the people of Luliang City.

With life and death at stake, he would no longer care about his face or feelings.

His body turned into a streak of white light and shot straight into the sky. Bai Zhao mobilized all his magic power to speed up his escape from the battlefield and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"Master Bai Zhao escaped?"

"how so?"

"Mr. Bai Zhao is not from Luliang City. You have done your utmost to help with the garrison."

"So what should we do?"

"Master Bai Zhao, please don't leave!"

Doubt, pleading, crying, and despair spread throughout Luliang City.

The ghost warrior looked at Bai Zhao who was fleeing away and gave a cold order:

"All troops attack Luliang City, I will capture that monster!"

As he spoke, a gray light flew straight towards Bai Zhao.

"All troops attack!"

The Yellow Spring ghosts, which had stopped briefly, rushed towards Luliang City again. At this moment, there were only hundreds of injured monks left on the city wall, and they could only watch in despair as the Yellow Spring ghosts approached.

“Who will save us?”

In an instant, time and space seemed to freeze, and a large area of ​​space outside Luliang City was shattered. A figure in white quietly stepped out of the space and appeared here.

A clear sword chanting sounded throughout the battlefield, and the next moment a white light suddenly appeared like a dragon emerging from water. A sword light swept across the entire battlefield with the force of thunder. Under the sword light, both ordinary ghosts and the Ghost King of the Underworld were scared to death.

Soul fires scattered all over the sky like rain, but the sword's force did not decrease and it rushed directly towards the projection of the Yellow Spring tributary. With one sword, the Yellow Spring was cut off!

The people of Luliang City stared at everything in front of them in a daze. Before they could come to their senses, they saw the white light that had originally left return to Luliang City again, and excited shouts came out of Bai Zhao's mouth.

"Sir, help me!"