Chapter 653

Year 973 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Luo Si was framed by his own kin and died miserably, leaving no corpse behind; he did not enter the ancestral hall, his resentment turned into a fierce ghost, and he fell into the Underworld.

Year 974 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

His soul body was eroded by resentment, drifting aimlessly by the River of Oblivion, nearly dissipating. He received guidance from the Old Man of Gray Bones, was taught the "Heart Method of Forgetting Emotion," used the waters of the River of Oblivion to refine his obsession, and swore to repay the kindness.

Year 980 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Enlisted in the army, serving as a squad leader.

Led five disabled soldiers to set a water vortex trap at the Beach of Misfortune, ambushing and killing a bandit leader. His talent for water warfare was first revealed, and he was promoted to a platoon leader.

Year 982 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

In the Battle of the Yellow Turban River, he piloted a wrecked boat to lure the enemy, using an undercurrent to counter-kill the Nine Nether water bandits and capturing enemy boats. He was awarded the honorary title of "Water Brave of the River of Oblivion" and promoted to a centurion of the Black Water Army. After the battle, he personally wrote the "Ten Rules of Boat Handling" to train new recruits, which was quite successful.

Year 986 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Used a hundred light boats to set up a deceptive formation, luring the drowning army into a shallow bay, secretly accumulating water power for three days, and suddenly launching a vortex strangulation, annihilating three thousand enemies. Promoted to a deputy general.

Year 990 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Guarded the Dragon-Breaking Gorge, repelling the Bone Fleet.

Suffered a siege by the Bone Fleet for over three months, nearly running out of food and supplies, and went fishing to calm the army's heart. During fishing, he realized the military art of Standing on the Abyss, Accumulating Scales.

Voluntarily abandoned the large ships, and with thousands of small boats, left the city for a night raid, annihilating several large enemy warships with an ant-swarming tactic.

The Bone Fleet retreated, Luo Si succeeded in saving himself, was severely injured, and was awarded the title of "Ghost General of the Abyss Thought."

Year 993 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Transferred to the Northern Deer Xiancheng for recuperation, concurrently serving as the commander of the City Guard.

Quelled the riot at the Smiling Face Gambling House.

Purified the Alley of Resentful Infants.

Year 995 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

External enemies invaded, the City Lord of the Frozen Ice Xiancheng fell, and Luo Si was specially transferred to serve as the commander of the City Guard and concurrently as the temporary City Lord.

Surveyed the reefs for seven days, adjusted the angles to guide the flow, resolved the ice-rush river tide, and ensured the smooth passage of the grain route.

Investigated the Soul-Devouring Yin Earthworms, drove them away with soul waves, protected ninety percent of the medicine fields, and broke the external enemy's conspiracy.

Year 996 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Quelled the riot of fierce souls in the Ice Cave without damaging the seal in the slightest.

Year 997 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Achieved success in special training at the Bone-Eroding Beach and created the military branch, the Frost Prison Thought-Condensing Guard.

Year 998 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Promoted to the commander of the Northwest Frost Halberd Army.

Guarded the frontier, killed thousands of enemies, made the ghost wolf packs dare not invade, and the border remained peaceful.

Year 999 of the River of Oblivion Oblivion Era.

Received orders to attack the White Paper Xiancheng in the world of the living, serving as the temporary commander.

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Sun Sun Lingtong finished reading Luo Si's resume book and sighed, "I didn't expect that Ghost General Luo Si, having only been dead in the Underworld for twenty or thirty years, would have already reached the position of a commander of a prefecture."

Zeng Zeng Jide, who was on the side, withdrew his spiritual sense, "He received the guidance of the Old Man of Gray Bones; I suspect there is a scheme by the latter in this. Luo Si's official career has been too smooth, step by step."

Sun Sun Lingtong frowned, "Why did this Nascent Soul cultivator rush here in such a hurry to retrieve Luo Si's resume book? Could it be..."

Zeng Zeng Jide said, "This official's resume book is equivalent to the life tablets and soul lamps in super sects; it is a powerful means of restraint."

"What else could it be?"

"It is nothing more than using this resume book to deal with Luo Si."

"I suppose this Luo Si is not obedient and needs to be taught a good lesson."

Sun Sun Lingtong nodded; his guess was the same.

He couldn't help but feel worried, "The attitude of the Underworld of the River of Oblivion toward Luo Si has taken a sharp turn for the worse; could it be that he held back in battle, intentionally letting them go, which aroused suspicion?"

The Altar Battlefield.

The torrent of the military art ravaged the Forbidden Army's position, crippling the entire garrison in almost an instant.

Both sides were too shocked, to the point that there were only the screams of the severely injured and the sounds of the military art's bombardment raging.

Countless gazes were like sharp arrows, shooting directly at Luo Si.

If these gazes could kill, Luo Si would have already been struck by ten thousand arrows and died a thousand times over.

And Luo Si, under the spotlight of everyone, still maintained a calm face, as if the person who had turned against them and overturned the battle situation was not him.

His gaze was even slightly unfocused, looking at the military art, Standing on the Abyss, Accumulating Scales, before him, recalling the circumstances of his sudden enlightenment back then...

Dragon-Breaking Gorge, its name is like its shape.

The jagged black rocks on both sides were like the interlocking fangs of a giant beast, tightly clamping down on the most turbulent and treacherous section of the waterway.

The turbid waves roared, crashing against the gorge walls, shattering into a sky full of foul-smelling yin-energy water foam, only to merge back into that never-ending torrent.

Luo Si, who was then just a deputy general, was ordered to hold this throat-like strategic point and intercept the main force of the Bone Fleet.

After fighting for more than three months, most of the warships under Luo Si's command were destroyed,

arrows, talismans, and the like were exhausted, and the magic arrays were increasingly difficult to repair.

The simple water fortress temporarily constructed deep in the gorge was like rotten wood swaying in the wind and waves, heavily besieged by the Bone Fleet. The yin wind that was everywhere on the river, when passing through the water fortress, carried desperate whispers.

Luo Si had exhausted every method and had confirmed that there were no more reinforcements.

He knew he was trapped in a desperate situation with no hope, but his great revenge had not yet been avenged, and he was not reconciled.

The army's heart was like a bowstring pulled to the limit, facing collapse at any moment.

Luo Si knew he had to stabilize the army's heart.

Otherwise, he would face the outcome of defeat and death in the next moment.

He didn't want to give up until the very last moment, even though he couldn't see any hope.

Military food and equipment were all exhausted.

To stabilize the army's heart, he had to find another way.

Fortunately, he had a hobby of fishing, so that made it simple.

Every evening, when the Bone Fleet's offensive eased slightly, he would go alone to the most prominent hanging rock at the gorge entrance. Below the hanging rock was the confluence of the main branch of the River of Oblivion and the turbulent waters of the Underworld Dragon River, where whirlpools and undercurrents abounded and yin winds rolled.

He wore no armor, only a black single-layered garment, holding a fishing rod, casting a long line, and fishing.

Every time Luo Si cast the rod, every movement of gazing at the subtle ripples on the water surface, carried a kind of focus and calmness that was almost like martyrdom. Silence enveloped him, and strangely, it also enveloped the entire water fortress.

The soldiers hid behind the broken ship railings, looking at their general with exhaustion and even numbness.

That suffocating despair and anxiety were actually slowly suppressed and settled by a deeper, colder force in this silent ritual.

Luo Si sat for a long time like cast iron, calm and composed on the surface, but actually anxious inside, struggling to think of how to break out of the desperate situation.

Only three main warships remained, and none of them were a match for any of the large ships of the Bone Fleet. The remaining small boats were numerous, but each small boat could only carry five people at most; what use were they?

When he couldn't find a solution after deep thought, his gaze penetrated the river surface and saw a faint blue light in the water, floating quietly.

It turned out to be a group of small fish coming quietly like light dust.

Then, more tiny blue dots lit up one after another, like dust gathering, and the shadows gradually revealed clear outlines — it was a boundless, layered school of fish!

They were quietly churning under the water, their bodies trembling imperceptibly, emitting a mysterious blue light.

Suddenly, billions of tiny lights converged rapidly, forming a surging blue-silver cold river, whistling silently across the water.

The light flow illuminated the long-sunken broken weapons and ship remnants

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and lit up the silent sandy battlefield at the bottom of the water.

A small fish was as insignificant as dust, but at this moment, the school of fish gathered, rotating into a vortex, actually changing the direction of the water flow under the river surface, creating a huge spiral undercurrent, like a tornado, a giant existence for a time!

Luo Si's heart was shocked, as if struck by a hammer.

The light of sudden enlightenment cut through his sea of consciousness, broke open the dim heart domain, and illuminated the chaotic water at the bottom of his heart.

"Military power is exhausted, trapped in a desperate situation; if this deep valley accumulates water, like the mouth of a beast, it can swallow all living things."

"However, the more one faces the abyss, the more one must hide scales in the water."

"We are weak like these small fish, hiding and gathering at the bottom of the abyss, silent and soundless... just waiting for the flash of an instant, dust gathering, unified dispatch, sacrificing our lives without fear of death, we can also turn into a torrent."

"The longer the abyss accumulates, the more unstoppable the power to break the waves."

"Once it erupts, it can turn into the strongest abyss flow, swallowing everything!"

The thousands of wrecks and broken weapons at the bottom of the water, in the quietest depths of the riverbed, seemed to erupt with the shouts they once had, now rumbling in Luo Si's sea of consciousness.

Luo Si retracted the rod.

On the empty hook tip, a drop of water fell, returning to the abyss.

The decision was made.

He turned around, facing the countless eyes in the water fortress that were either blank, exhausted, or harboring hope.

Returning to the camp, he issued the order, his voice so calm it was almost indifferent, "Abandon the ships."

Everyone was stunned.

Abandon the ships? In this desperate situation on the water, how is abandoning the ships any different from cutting off one's own path to survival?

Luo Si's gaze swept over the three main warships that were scarred and whose magic array spirit stones were almost exhausted, without the slightest nostalgia, "Large ships are useless, just targets. Destroy them, take their iron dragon bones, and cast spears and arrows. For the remaining small boats and wooden rafts, prepare them all with grease and yin-fire talismans."

The order was concise, every word carrying the weight of a thousand pounds.

That night, taking advantage of the sky full of water mist and the slight slackness born from the Bone Fleet's obvious advantage, countless small boats set out together.

Under the blessing of the military art 【Standing on the Abyss, Accumulating Scales】, every small boat was like a part of a school of fish, cooperating closely. They followed the flow of the river, attacking in a swarm, regardless of sacrifice, one after another!

This was the ant-swarming tactic!

The attack of every light boat was as weak as an ant bite. But when dozens or hundreds of tiny attacks erupted simultaneously, it was like a school of fish churning, forming an undercurrent abyss.

Deadly chaos spread through the massive bone warships! The harsh groans of breaking dragon bones, the explosive sounds of yin fire licking the ship hulls, the panicked roars of the crew...

One, two... several massive giants tilted and disintegrated in the darkness!

Luo Si led the charge, and the soldiers, like ants clinging to a dike, climbed and wrapped around them. The tragic sounds of slaughter tore through the thick water mist, and the firelight reflected off the gorge walls like the hellfire of the netherworld.

The enemy general was shocked and angry; he had never seen such a bizarre, tricky, and bone-clinging tactic! Seeing the giant ships suffering one after another and the army's heart in chaos, he had to issue the order to retreat. The massive and ferocious Bone Fleet turned around in a sorry state in front of the Dragon-Breaking Gorge for the first time.

A battle won, a desperate counterattack!

Returning victorious, Luo Si was severely injured and dying, and was carried back to the water fortress.

The Prefecture Lord personally issued an edict of commendation, and remembering the Dragon-Breaking Gorge where Luo Si fished and attained enlightenment and guarded like an abyss that day, bestowed upon him a new title that better fit his current state of mind and military art — Ghost General of the Abyss Thought!

Signifying his heart is like an abyss, unfathomable, and also praising his temperament of endurance and perseverance, accumulating power and erupting, achieving success in one go!

The thrilling past was heavy with ink and color, but in the end, it was only condensed into a simple and plain description in his resume book.

The unfocused gaze retracted, and Luo Si concentrated his attention on observing his battle results.

This strike of his could be said to have been long in the making, and also long premeditated.

Standing on the Abyss, Accumulating Scales mobilized the vast majority of the military power of Luo Si's troops, the might was terrifying, instantly killing and wounding countless Forbidden Army soldiers.

Luo Si's control was even more precise and ruthless, focusing on the Hundred Ghost Mother.

So much so that the latter hurriedly mobilized defensive measures, but after supporting for three breaths, she died under the flood of Standing on the Abyss, Accumulating Scales!

More than ten thousand Forbidden Army soldiers were also crippled; a large chunk of the army formation in the middle was directly cleared out, leaving only the remaining cultivators at the four corners, all fleeing in terror.

It was chaotic; everything was chaotic.

Venerable Cold Mist's whole body shook violently, roaring in shock and anger, "Luo Si, you traitor!"

Luo Si's subordinates were shocked and angry, surrounding Luo Si, each holding weapons and magic treasures, "Luo Si, what exactly is going on? Are you being controlled?"

Luo Si turned against them; he didn't strike until he had to, but once he did, it was earth-shattering! With just one strike, he overturned the entire battle situation.

Having made such an earth-shattering move, he himself still maintained a calm face, his deep eyes reflecting the scene of the Green Scorched Army rushing over.

His eyes quietly fixed on Unlike Ning Zhuo, and he responded lightly, "I also wanted to part on good terms, but the situation evolved this way, forcing me to strike."

"Everyone, I am sorry."

"I am a good person."

"What the hell?!?" His subordinates were all bewildered.

Luo Si suddenly raised his voice, the sound resounding across the entire battlefield, calling out

a manifesto.

"The Heavenly Dao is bright, the Ghost Laws are glorious!"

"I serve the firmament to punish the disobedient, wielding heavenly punishment to execute the rebellious!"

"The Lord of the River of Oblivion originally received the salary of the Underworld, holding the balance of the River of Oblivion. However, he is greedy and devours the heavens, his demonic heart obscures the sun, his crimes permeate the netherworld —"

"The first crime: reversing yin and yang! The Heavenly Ghost died in the ancient times, and the remains should have returned to silence. The Lord of the River of Oblivion used filthy earth to mold bones, turbid energy to cast meridians, and altars to refine, vainly stealing heavenly talent!"

"The second crime: usurping the king's mandate! Bearing the noble position of Prefecture Lord, yet complaining that his power is insufficient, peeking at the remains of the Heavenly Ghost, and with the dignity of a monarch, performing the deeds of a bandit — greedy to this extent, ghosts and gods alike spit upon him!"

"The third crime: slaughtering cities for sacrifice! Under the guise of 'serving the tribulation,' performing the act of blood sacrifice! The million living people of the White Paper Xiancheng have all become firewood in his furnace. The common people's blood stains the white paper; such demonic acts cannot be tolerated by the Nine Nethers!"

"The fourth crime: imprisoning the Dao and cutting off righteousness! The Master of the Water Burial Valley upheld the heavenly secrets and kept to silence; to me, his kindness is like a rebirth, his virtue benefiting the netherworld. The Prefecture Lord relied on strong power to force him to obscure the heavens, imprisoning my mentor in the cold pool, locking the star tracks in the deep valley! I am now repaying the kindness; how can I allow jackals to imprison the Qilin and Phoenix?"

"Now I raise the banner of rebellion, not to betray my master, but to follow heaven! You treat the River of Oblivion as your private property, viewing ten thousand ghosts as straw dogs;"

"The dark master is without Dao, while a bright monarch is in sight; wielding the sword to follow the dragon, re-establishing the order of the world!"

"Heavenly punishment is bright, illuminating my liver and gall! With a bright monarch by my side, my blade is even colder!!"

The principle that one must occupy the moral high ground when starting a war was something Luo Si certainly understood very well.

Both sides:......

Venerable Cold Mist was shaking with anger, repeatedly denouncing, "Traitor, extremely shameless, glib-tongued, you deserve to Zhao Die ten thousand times!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo was thoughtful.

Sun Sun Lingtong had explored the Underworld alone before and had encountered Luo Si by the River of Oblivion, receiving Luo Si's help.

Therefore, Unlike Ning Zhuo knew quite a bit of the inside story, including Luo Si receiving the guidance of the Old Man of Gray Bones, and so on.

Among those present, Unlike Ning Zhuo was the first to accept this fact.

Qing Chi: "What did he say?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo transmitted his spiritual sense: "Don't worry about that, attack with full force!"

Qing Chi: "Oh!"

Under the girl's command, the Green Scorched Army seized this critical opportunity, charging all the way like a sharp knife, piercing directly into the heart of Luo Si's troops.

Luo Si's army had had too much military power diverted before, their minds were shaken violently, morale had fallen significantly, and for a time they were weak and exhausted, suffering countless casualties, with little ability to resist.