Chapter 133: Petty Tricks

Actually,

At the start of the fifth guardian battle,

He set a trap for the Dragon Nation!

The summoned creature he summoned was not the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts,

but the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts Diagram!

The Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts Diagram is the core of the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts' power,

It can provide a buff to all the monsters in the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts!

It boosts their abilities by a full 900%!

Adding the monsters' excitement and other factors, their overall strength has increased by about thirteen times!

However,

Faced with the endless horde of monsters pouring forth,

Zhang Cheng's face showed not a hint of worry.

Super X‑class Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts?

Is it that strong?

Going up against the Dragon Nation's Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts can only end in defeat!

Bang!

In the next instant.

A deafening roar exploded.

Around Zhang Cheng, the scene suddenly changed, overturning heaven and earth.

Gazing far into the distance, a vast wasteland stretching ten thousand li appeared in the mid‑air.

The ground beneath his feet was red as if soaked in blood, piles of white bones lay everywhere, stacked like mountains, and the biting wind swept past, making every ear hear the mournful wail of ghosts seeking souls!

This place was like a Shura battlefield!

Withered trees, white bones, blood pools, crimson earth, and blood‑stained skies.

Everything was eerily strange!

At the same time.

Behind Zhang Cheng.

From the earth burst forth a huge gate exuding ominous terror and killing intent.

On the gate built of massive stone blocks were carved ferocious demons and huge monsters, with the stone cracks packed full of white bones and flesh.

It resembled a ferocious beast to the extreme, its wide eyes bloodshot, its massive maw seeming able to swallow all evil in the world!

Bang!

The ghost gate burst open!

A thick, mist‑like yin energy spewed from the ghost gate, bone‑chilling cold, instantly freezing everything around into ice; even the scorching heat radiating from the crimson earth could not stop this freezing chill!

Behind Zhang Cheng.

In the thick mist, first rang out a voice extremely Hong Liang,

"Hmph!"

"A gathering of country‑side little demons dares to call itself the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts—truly overestimating themselves!"

"If I don't blast you till your souls scatter today, I don't deserve to be a Soul Reaper!"

Having said that!

Whoosh!

The Soul Reaper's figure shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

"Oh my mother!"

Two urgent shouts followed close behind: "Soul Reaper Kid, don't steal our credit!"

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang were agile, closely tailing the Soul Reaper.

When they saw the mountain‑high number of monsters from the Great Hero Nation, their eyes instantly lit up with excitement.

So many monsters!

So much merit!

So much achievement!

Nail this job and they could even take off half a year straight!

And it's paid leave!

Who wouldn't be excited upon encountering this!

In a flash, Black and White Impermanence sped up, and the far‑ahead Soul Reaper, seeing this, flew into a rage and shouted,

"Holy hell, have you never seen a monster? Why are you running so fast? Don't you care about face?"

However, Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang completely ignored the Soul Reaper; their sole purpose right now was to slay demons!

Wipe out all the monsters of the Great Hero Nation!

"Wait? What's going on?"

When Zhang Cheng first saw Black and White Impermanence, he was a bit puzzled.

At this moment, shouldn't Black and White Impermanence be guarding the Dragon Nation's new territory?

How could they appear here?

Only after looking closely did he understand.

It turned out that the Black and White Impermanence before him was not their true bodies, but avatars.

At their level, the ability to manifest avatars was long since theirs; it was nothing surprising.

Moreover, though an avatar possessed only half their strength, it was more than enough to deal with these monsters of Daxiong Nation!

"No good — Black and White Impermanence are too fast. We need to speed up, or we won't even make it in time for a hot meal!"

Another voice rang out from within the Ghost Gate.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face, wielding tridents and cleavers, charged furiously toward the monster horde of Daxiong Nation.

Wherever they passed, the earth trembled ceaselessly.

Besides these familiar faces.

There were naturally also those never before seen.

A hunched old woman of extraordinary bearing, leaning on a cane and holding a bowl, slowly stepped out of the Ghost Gate.

The moment she appeared, Zhang Cheng felt a chill run down his spine again and again.

Especially when he met those deep eyes of hers, it was as if everything about him had been laid bare.

This powerful oppressive presence, this eerie aura…

Could it be.

Zhang Cheng's eyes went wide: "Senior Meng Po?"

The old woman gave a faint smile, then waved the cane in her hand, and countless spirits flew out from the lantern atop her cane.

They threw themselves madly at the monster horde of Daxiong Nation; every single spirit possessed considerable strength. They converged into a blood-red tidal wave that seemed ready to swallow everything.

Besides these Underworld yin gods.

Ghosts and monsters from folk legends also surged forth from the Ghost Gate one after another.

Painted-Skin Ghosts, able to mimic the appearance and abilities of others.

Fierce ghosts wielding maces, boundlessly strong, their bodies looming like small hills.

Fox ghosts that drew in the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, cultivated orthodox arts, and attained the Dao to become immortals — no, to be precise, Fox Immortals!

There was also a brawny Tiger Spirit, leading thirty underling Chang Ghosts, surging forward with fearless abandon!

And Blade-Labor Ghosts that spewed venom from their mouths, howled like humans, and were always accompanied by wind, thunder, and lightning wherever they went.

Over a hundred kinds of powerful ghosts and monsters.

At this moment, each displaying its divine powers, they launched their assault on the monsters of Daxiong Nation without holding anything back.

Behind them followed countless lesser ghosts, dense as raindrops.

However!

Faced with this sight.

The audience of Dragon Nation was somewhat bewildered.

"Wait, wasn't this supposed to be the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons? Why do these ghosts coming out of the Ghost Gate look different from what I imagined?"

"Shouldn't it be evil ghosts and spirits from hell rushing out of the Ghost Gate, with gusts of yin wind and paper money fluttering everywhere?"

"But many of the ghosts that have appeared now aren't even from the Underworld!"

"Wait, I get it — what Zhang Cheng summoned isn't simply the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons! It's Dragon Nation's Hundred Ghost Records plus the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons!!!"

Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.

Dragon Nation's Hundred Ghost Records.

The two were entirely different existences.

The former referred to the Ghost Festival, when the ghost gates wide open and spirits and monsters roamed the mortal realm.

Whereas Dragon Nation's Hundred Ghost Records catalogued the ghosts and monsters of Dragon Nation's legends — those with names and renown!

"Holy crap, you're right — Soul-Reaping Envoys, Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, even Meng Po and the rest, they're all ghosts from Dragon Nation's Hundred Ghost Records!"

"My God — Ghost Festival, Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, Dragon Nation's Hundred Ghost Records, this stacking effect is off the charts!"

"Do you know what's the most outrageous part?"

"In Dragon Nation's Hundred Ghost Records, there's also the great god Xingtian, damn it!"

"Holy crap????"

War God Xingtian.

One of the ancient fierce gods.

An existence of this level was simply a dimensional suppression against other Summoned Creatures.

Not to mention, there was also the buff of the Ghost Festival right now!

Just thinking about it was enough to make one's heart race with unease!

Sure enough!

Bang bang bang!

Behind Zhang Cheng.

Violent explosions seemed to ring out.

The figure of War God Xingtian stepped out from the Ghost Gate; every footfall sent tremors like an earthquake.

Powerful shockwaves radiated outward as his towering body emerged from the mist, striding forward slowly, the surrounding space seemingly compressed by his aura.

Making one feel suffocated.

His standing figure.

Merely standing motionless was enough to inspire awe and dread.

None dared approach lightly.

War God — Xingtian!

In this defensive battle, he had appeared once more!

After Meng Lingchuanxi opposite witnessed this, his eyeballs almost popped out,

Damn……

How is it this guy again!

The sky seemed to be slit open by a crack.

The mighty monster army, traversing the ancient city, advanced toward the Dragon Nation with a mighty presence.

Jiu Tun Tongzi waved his long sword, pointing toward the direction of the Dragon Nation's ghosts, and then slashed fiercely!

Whoosh!

A huge sword qi continuously**.

All obstacles before it, regardless of building size, were cut off at the waist by it.

Even the sturdy pavilions were split in two by a single strike.

Trivial tricks!

Ju Hun Jiang let out a cold snort, as the leader of the charge, it spread its arms.

The surrounding air condensed into countless chains; these soul-hooking chains, like vines, shot out rapidly from all directions.

Colliding with Jiu Tun Tongzi's sword qi, it kicked up a cloud of dust.

Huh?

Ju Hun Jiang was slightly taken aback; the monsters of the Great Hero Nation had indeed noticeably increased their strength.

However……

Still not good enough!

Ju Hun Jiang waved its hand, and the rolling black flames turned into a towering wave, engulfing the sky and earth.

Jiu Tun Tongzi reversed his long sword, about to slash again.

At this moment,

A figure flashed past beside him.

The Daitengu spread its massive wings, flew at full speed through the air, and instantly reached before the black flame wave.

It then fiercely flapped its wings, and the whirlwind it kicked up actually sucked back Ju Hun Jiang's black flame attack.

However, Ju Hun Jiang opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the attacks, instantly turning danger into safety.

Then it leapt high up, madly lunging toward the Daitengu.

A heavy punch struck the Daitengu's face squarely.