Chapter 350

350. Chapter 345 Advertising in the Battlefield

Zhao Jianhua saw Long Yutian of the Heavenly Dragon Sect stepping on the Heavenly Dragon Rope, charging toward him. In his hand, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner's killing flames rose to the heavens, and the chief spirit transformed into a huge ghost king that lunged at the tens-of-zhang-long golden dragon.

"What the hell is the Heavenly Dragon Sect?"

"The evil way shakes Huanyu; the Heavenly Dragon Sect isn't even worthy to carry the shoes of the evil way."

"My Slaughter Ghost Sect is even more evil, shaking the nine heavens; when the Heavenly Dragon Sect Sect Leader sees the Slaughter Ghost Sect Sect Leader, he has to call him 'dad'."

Zhao Jianhua's voice rang out across the field, his voice shaking the eight directions, making the righteous cultivators grit their teeth in anger.

Long Yutian's hair stood on end with rage, his whole body wrapped in golden dragon aura.

The Heavenly Dragon Rope swept across the four directions, its boundless dragon might surging straight toward Zhao Jianhua.

He was truly infuriated by Zhao Jianhua, even able to curse the line where the Heavenly Dragon Sect Sect Leader calls the Slaughter Ghost Sect Sect Leader 'dad'.

The Slaughter Ghost Sect insists on a death feud with the Heavenly Dragon Sect, not leaving even a shred of virtue in their words.

Zhao Jianhua saw Long Yutian's furious frenzy and felt great delight in his heart.

Anyway, he's not a disciple of the Slaughter Ghost Sect, and he's happy to draw hatred for them.

If the Slaughter Ghost Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Sect engage in an all-out war, it would be greatly beneficial to the cultivators of Earth.

Zhao Jianhua's Ten Thousand Soul Banner exuded killing energy in all directions; the runes on the banner were faint, and countless souls of deceased cultivators slowly drifted out from the huge chasm.

Those drifting souls of both righteous and evil sects, together with the chief spirit of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, all surged to attack Long Yutian.

"The righteous cultivators die with unresolved grievances; the scum of the righteous must have done something that arouses the wrath of both gods and men."

"Today the Slaughter Ghost Sect will sweep clean the universe and restore a bright and clear cosmos to the Primordial Spirit Realm."

"O evil cultivators, eliminate treachery and uphold the Way."

Zhao Jianhua let out a strange, howling cry.

Boom—

The boundless ghostly force and the Heavenly Dragon's pure yang power collided, like water and fire repelling each other, producing a tremendous roar; lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the void, a net of electricity spread across the four directions and eight wildernesses, and countless righteous cultivators hearing Zhao Jianhua's words were half-dead with anger.

Damn it.

The righteous cultivators came to exorcise demons and uphold the Way, yet Zhao Jianhua used the banner of justice to turn the tables on them, vowing to eradicate them to the death.

The evil sect claims to eliminate treachery and uphold the Way, to restore a bright and clear cosmos to the Primordial Spirit Realm, making the righteous cultivators seethe with anger.

Sir, the souls weeping in your banner, the ghosts dancing in chaos, the number of living beings slain by the banner is no less than four hundred thousand.

You, a demonic cultivator of the evil way, still dare to speak of eliminating treachery and upholding the Way—how shameless.

"Hahaha, well said, fellow Daoist of the Slaughter Ghost Sect."

"Today we evil cultivators will eliminate treachery and uphold the Way, sweeping away the petty scum of the righteous."

Criminal Sentence Ye of Molu Valley, hearing Zhao Jianhua's words, said, his heart overjoyed.

Above his head, a huge skull opened its mouth and spewed countless skull rain toward the righteous cultivators; wherever the skull rain passed, the righteous cultivators were instantly drained of their essence, their withered skins falling straight to the ground.

"Damn it, evil cultivators actually dare to invert black and white."

"The righteous and evil sects have gone to all-out war, to eradicate you demonic heretics."

Zi Jinghong of the Purple Mansion was completely enveloped in purple aura, his face twisted by the qi.

In his hand, the Purple Mansion Heavenly King's Bell rang, entwining boundless purple aura, transforming into rosy clouds and silk sashes that swept away the evil cultivators.

Countless runes, as if alive, trembled on the evil cultivators' bodies, emitting a sizzling sound; they actually dissipated the evil cultivators' killing intent, leaving red brand-like marks on their bodies.

"Damn it, does the Purple Mansion think my Slaughter Ghost Sect eats vegetarian?"

"Call him 'dad', or don't kill."

Wu Zhenhao's Ten Thousand Soul Banner swayed with endless killing intent, mysterious runes fluttering across the sky; in an instant, dark clouds covered the sun, and countless wandering souls and wild ghosts came from all directions, rushing to attack Zi Jinghong.

The chief spirit on that Ten Thousand Soul Banner roared repeatedly, its eerie sound assaulting the mind, causing countless low-level righteous cultivators to feel dizzy and collapse to the ground.

"Fellow Daoists, kill them."

Wu Zhenhao's voice echoed in the sky.

The evil cultivators who had just been harmed by the Purple Mansion Heavenly King's Bell instantly went berserk, like they'd been injected with chicken blood, harvesting the falling righteous cultivators and carrying out frenzied revenge.

"Fellow Daoist of the Slaughter Ghost Sect, mighty as you are, we will surely follow you in slaughtering in all directions."

"To thoroughly eradicate the treacherous and flattering lackeys of the righteous."

The evil cultivators shouted with boiling blood.

They followed Wu Zhenhao madly into a bloody battle against the righteous cultivators.

"I never expected that our evil sect would have such a fierce person."

"After this battle, I will definitely go to the Slaughter Ghost Sect in person to discuss life ideals with this fellow Daoist."

In the Desire Heart Cave, Miao Yan's eyes glowed with evil light as she stared coldly at Wu Zhenhao, lost in thought.

Every move of the Slaughter Ghost Sect cultivator left him unable to fathom; her mind-reading could see cultivators' inner thoughts, yet she could not penetrate the thoughts of Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenhao.

"Fellow Daoist of the Slaughter Ghost Sect, I'll take Zi Jinghong from you."

"Your Holy Infant Banner can attack cultivators' souls, making righteous cultivators instantly dizzy, thereby strengthening the evil sect's offensive."

Miao Yan flashed forward to stand before Wu Zhenhao and spoke gently.

"Hahaha, just what I wanted."

Wu Zhenhao said, straightening his body as he retreated backward.

Above his head, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner's strands of killing intent coiled, its chief spirit emitting a terrifying howl, the whole sky trembling violently.

The vast surge washed over, directly impacting the minds of the righteous cultivators; countless righteous cultivators fell like hail, clattering down to the earth.

Seeing this, the evil cultivators seized the rare opportunity to frenziedly harvest the lives of the righteous cultivators; as the righteous cultivators' bodies fell, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner swiftly sucked out their souls, turning them into nourishment to increase its power.

Seeing this, the righteous cultivators were all terrified out of their wits.

The previously huge chasm is now filled with the bodies of the righteous cultivators; the corporeal forms formed from their souls slowly disintegrate and vanish in the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Orthodox cultivators' eyes were about to burst.

Souls were pulled from within the spirit consciousness, and even if they returned to the real world they fell into deep sleep.

"We must kill those two Slaughter Ghost Sect cultivators."

"Their attacks are too strange, able to disturb the orthodox cultivators' souls."

Support Yang Sect's Feng Xiangtian said with a face full of dread.

The war between orthodox and heterodox has always been that heterodox cannot overcome orthodox since ancient times.

If defeated by the heterodox in the Primordial Spirit Realm, thereafter whether in the Primordial Spirit Realm or the Huanyu Cultivation World, the orthodox will be heavily suppressed by the heterodox.

The orthodox take it upon themselves to uphold Huanyu's justice, and will absolutely not allow this to happen.

"Orthodox trash, quickly surrender and submit."

"Otherwise the heterodox will surely exterminate the orthodox trash."

Zhao Jianhua's voice exploded in the sky.

If he were in the Ghost Sea, his body wrapped by countless wandering souls and wild ghosts, from afar he looks like he came from the Underworld, descending to the Primordial Spirit Realm as the Boundless Ghost King, titled Ten Thousand Ghosts Suppress Heaven and Earth Huanyu.

What does the orthodox-heterodox war have to do with him?

He uses the identity of a Slaughter Ghost Sect cultivator to madly stimulate orthodox cultivators; the more the two sides die in war, the faster the level of the Myriad Soul Banner in the hands of earth cultivators rises.

Moreover.

They can also secretly capture injured Huanyu cultivators using Human Pet Bags, unbeknownst to gods or ghosts, not missing even the storage bags of fallen cultivators, allowing earth cultivators to quickly accumulate cultivation resources.

Wu Zhenghao and Zhao Jianhua exchanged a glance, both seeing excitement in each other's eyes.

If the orthodox-heterodox war continues to develop, it will completely sweep the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Actually, whether orthodox or heterodox cultivators, the wealth they have accumulated over years belongs to them.

At this moment.

Zhao Jianhua and the two saw many familiar faces coming from all directions, those actually all being earth cultivators.

This surprised Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao somewhat.

Isn't this "think of something and it comes"?

In the orthodox-heterodox war, the heterodox side, because of him and Wu Zhenghao's Myriad Soul Banner killing orthodox cultivators, caused them to hear the news and lose courage, suffering heavy losses.

The number of heterodox cultivators has already surpassed a large part of the orthodox cultivators.

He and Wu Zhenghao have long looked upon those heterodox cultivators with greed.

Now earth cultivators entering this place is just right.

Earth cultivators hide among the orthodox, posing as loose cultivators, can just slaughter heterodox cultivators.

Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao, the more they think, the more excited they become.

The two separately sent voice transmissions to Sun Zhenbang, Xie Yixuan, etc., who were mingling among the orthodox crowd.

Sun Zhenbang and Xie Yixuan looked at the heterodox cultivators Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao, both were stunned.

They were both ordered by orthodox cultivators via Dragon Source Proxy Strike to enter the battlefield and kill heterodox cultivators.

Yet they still didn't expect.

The instigator of the orthodox-heterodox war is Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao.

Sun Zhenbang and Xie Yixuan were happy.

The orthodox paid them to kill heterodox cultivators, while Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao helped the heterodox kill orthodox cultivators.

Now earth cultivators secretly meet; the orthodox and heterodox cultivators entering this place must not be all wiped out in one pot.

Sun Zhenbang gazed at the distant black crowd of heterodox cultivators, his eyes flashing with excitement, that's all money.

Earth cultivators exchanged voice transmissions, immediately deciding on a handling method.

As earth cultivators rushed into the battlefield, mysterious runes burst forth from their bodies, straight toward slaughtering the heterodox cultivators.

Earth cultivators, because they cultivate the Golden Core Method created by the Demon Master, their strength is inherently superior to the Earth Origin Realm cultivators of Huanyu; their mighty force sweeps like a hellish plow clearing graves, many heterodox cultivators fell on the battlefield.

"Where did this fierce person come from, so damn awesome."

The orthodox cultivators stared wide-eyed and said.

The heterodox cultivators' pupils shrank sharply; those cultivators whose bodies all bore the Dragon Source Proxy Strike text had their strength plummet; under the same realm, a single palm could blast the enemy's head off, and their divine might was overwhelming, like entering a realm with no one; only the strong heterodox cultivators of each major sect could resist.

"Dragon Source Proxy Strike, subduing the eighteen gates, invincible under heaven."

"Nineteen heavenly crystals quickly placed orders, wanting to strike whoever they wish."

Sun Zhenbang's chest had a square loudspeaker madly blaring advertisements.

Moreover, the advertisement's sound harmonized perfectly with the sounds from other earth cultivators' chest loudspeakers, orderly and neat.

The orthodox and heterodox cultivators were numb.

These Earth Origin Realm powerhouses were actually hired by someone spending nineteen heavenly crystals, and they all come from an organization called Dragon Source Proxy Strike.

At this time, whether orthodox or heterodox cultivators, they will remember the name of this organization Dragon Source Proxy, planning to pass it to their families or sects afterward to investigate the mysterious organization Dragon Source Proxy Strike.

Beside them, Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao stared dumbfounded.

This advertisement is well done.

Dragon Source Proxy Strike can use the orthodox-heterodox war to spread quickly!

Sun Zhenbang and Xie Yixuan are clever; why didn't they think of that.

"Dragon Source Proxy Strike, do you know what kind of people you are dealing with?"

"If you're sensible, withdraw quickly; otherwise Mara Valley will surely slaughter your whole clan."

Criminal Sentence Ye of Mara Valley said, having encountered Sun Zhenbang, they battled together, fighting fiercely.

"Hmph, what damn Mara Valley, we only revere the Demon Master."

"Under the Demon Master, everything is mere ants."

Evil path scum, look at the talisman!

Sun Zhenbang's mouth corner twitched with a cold smile as he spoke.

He entered the Longyuan Immortal Sect and followed the sect's Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao in cultivation; the Heavenly Pivot True Person is actually an envoy of the demon master.

Therefore, Sun Zhenbang's strength deeply inherited the true transmission of the Longyuan Immortal Sect; he fundamentally does not fear Mora Valley's Criminal Sentence.

Sun Zhenbang took out a talisman that shot up into the sky; instantly the whole sky flashed with lightning and thunder, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a water tank swiftly slashed toward Criminal Sentence.

Criminal Sentence stepped onto a huge skull, his whole body wrapped in a rain of skulls, and his body suddenly shuddered.

He cultivates the Skull Ghost Dao, condensing boundless killing power for use; what he fears most is heavenly thunder's power.

"Damn it."

Criminal Sentence let out a loud curse.

The huge skull behind him swelled up in the wind, opening its mouth to spew a stream of Yellow Springs; countless skeletons on it struggled violently, raising fierce bone claws toward the sky, and a huge white bone lotus quickly formed, blocking in front of Criminal Sentence.

"Boom."

The water-tank-thick heavenly thunder quickly smashed onto the bone lotus; in an instant the bone lotus was split apart by the ultimate lightning, and the lightning's momentum, though eased, continued to rush toward Criminal Sentence.

"Rumble."

A miserable cry came from the sky; Criminal Sentence's whole body was wrapped in electric patterns, and he fell like a kite with its string cut toward the huge chasm on the ground.

When he fell into the huge chasm, he sensed darkness all around, his heart filled with boundless terror, and he hurriedly circulated his cultivation to escape the pit.

However, at that moment, a yellow claw grabbed his neck.

Criminal Sentence was startled.

In his vision appeared a standing yellow weasel holding a black bag toward him.

Before Criminal Sentence could react, he found the black bag in the weasel's hand emitting a strange suction that pulled him in.

"Haha, the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole waits behind."

"All will be collected, collected, collected."

The yellow weasel demon king Huang Daxian said excitedly.

During this time, inside the huge chasm he has already captured nearly ten thousand Huanyu cultivators; just the storage bags of the fallen Huanyu cultivators amount to over thirty thousand.

Those storage bags contain not only spiritual materials and medicines from the Primordial Spirit Realm, but also the cultivation techniques of their respective factions, and even the hard currency of the Primordial Spirit Realm, heavenly essence, and so on.

After this battle ends, he can send the newly captured servants and collected storage bags to the Great Mercy Stronghold for use by earth cultivators.

Zhao Jianhua saw that the Huanyu cultivators present were dwindling, exchanged a glance with Wu Zhenghao, and quickly pushed to the periphery.

"Fellow cultivators, please delay a moment."

"When we unleash even more terrifying divine abilities, we will completely slaughter the righteous cultivators."

The evil cultivators naturally had absolute confidence in Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao's strength, because their Myriad Soul Banner's ability allowed them to survive numerous crises.

Upon hearing that Zhao Jianhua and Wu Zhenghao still had even more terrifying means to employ, the evil cultivators desperately bought time for Wu Zhenghao and Zhao Jianhua.

Among the righteous cultivators, the earth cultivators acting as stand-ins for Longyuan understood the actions of Zhao Jianhua and the others; Sun Zhenbang roared:

"Fellow righteous cultivators, please delay a moment."

"The Longyuan stand-ins have formed the Cloud Smoke Covering Life Grand Formation."

As Sun Zhengbang's words just fell.

He led the earth cultivators in a hurried retreat from the battlefield's edge, completely enveloping the battlefield of the righteous vs. evil war.

"Boom."

A earth-shaking thunderclap suddenly rose to the heavens, making all cultivators present feel their eardrums go numb.

The righteous and evil cultivators engaged in the battle looked up at the sky, their bodies shuddering violently.

A huge soul shadow blotted out the sky, at some point grasping them all in its clawed space; all cultivators felt their bodies subjected to violent compressive pressure.

The Huanyu cultivators hurriedly sought help from the Longyuan stand-ins, Zhao Jianhua, and Wu Zhenghao.

"However."

When they saw that every cultivator among the Longyuan stand-ins held a black banner identical to the ones in Wu Zhenghao's and the others' hands, they were dumbfounded.

"Longyuan's sovereign reigns, all directions submit."

"Those who follow me prosper; those who oppose me perish."

The earth cultivators' voices shook the universe; the whole heaven and earth trembled violently. (End of chapter)