Chapter 677

In the battle on the sacrificial altar battlefield, Luo Si lost many magic treasures, leaving only half of the River of Oblivion Ferry Line. It was with this half of the fishing line that he fished out the Soundless Ghost Monk's Life-Bound Buddha Wheel.

Qing Chi, at the critical moment of life and death, miraculously used her own blood to burn green flames and refined the Underworld Flood Dragon Shears.

As for Unlike Ning Zhuo, he picked up the River of Oblivion Prefect Seal while cleaning up the battlefield afterward.

This precious seal was also a national treasure, which had previously suppressed the phantom of the Silent Buddha, and after the seal was broken, it was suppressed by the phantom of the Silent Buddha instead.

By the time the phantom of the Silent Buddha suffered the River of Oblivion Prefect's secret calculation and perished due to Heaven's punishment after recklessly ascending the altar, the River of Oblivion Prefect Seal was also left on the battlefield.

And at that time, the River of Oblivion Prefect's main body had already transmitted away and returned to the River of Oblivion Xiancheng.

He relied on the Heaven-Connecting and Earth-Reaching Two-Phase Array, from the Heaven Array to the Earth Array, following the natural course of events. It could also go from the Earth Array to the Heaven Array, but this process had a skyrocketing difficulty, not only with delays but also with huge consumption.

Only the continuous, vast, and mighty Earth Lung Turbid Qi, not a cultivator's body, could support the consumption during this transmission process.

Therefore, the River of Oblivion Prefect sat by and watched, which was truly beyond his reach.

In fact, his main body had already passed out at that time because of the painful loss of the Underworld Flood Dragon Shears.

As for his clone, the Earth Fiend Turbid Filth God, in order to deceive the phantom of the Silent Buddha and put the latter at ease, he took the initiative to dissolve, and would have to re-condense his split spirit step by step in the future.

Unlike Ning Zhuo obtained this national treasure and wanted to refine it, but he was powerless. He had no green flames to use. And Qing Chi was completely unconscious.

It was not until he returned to the Yang World that this dead national treasure suddenly reacted and shook fiercely.

But it was only once.

Immediately, it fell into a dead state again, just like before. In fact, Unlike Ning Zhuo vaguely felt that this dead state was even more thorough than before.

He was not puzzled by this situation. Unlike Ning Zhuo had read many books and naturally knew a common sense: national treasures, official treasures, and military treasures would lose their effect once they left a specific range.

For example, an official seal would be useless if it left the corresponding official and fell into the hands of others.

Military weapons would have their power greatly reduced if they left their corresponding army, and might even be impossible to activate.

The River of Oblivion Prefect Seal was a national treasure, equivalent to the royal jade seal of a monarch, and naturally could not be used once it left the River of Oblivion Underworld.

These were all deeply bound to countries, officials, and armies, and they also used national power, official power, and military power.

National power bricks were still different from them. It was a type of consumable, essentially a man-made spirit stone, except that it did not store natural spiritual power, but the national power of a certain country.

As long as they obtained the permission of the high-level officials of that country, cultivators could draw on national power for various aspects.

Storing national power bricks was difficult; the longer the time and the farther away from the country, the faster and more the national power would be lost.

This point was also one of the reasons why Unlike Ning Zhuo had quickly used up his national power bricks before.

An important reason why the River of Oblivion Prefect Seal fell into a dead state was that it had left the jurisdiction of the River of Oblivion Underworld and come from the Underworld to the Yang World, and could no longer draw on the national power that was everywhere in the River of Oblivion Underworld.

Unlike Ning Zhuo led the entire Qingjiao Army and walked out of the Underworld Jiaohe.

Arriving in the Yang World, they immediately felt the pressure ease. During the march in the Underworld, everyone's heart was filled with invisible pressure, feeling as if a giant eye was hidden in the depths of the sky, looking down on everyone with malice.

Now, this strange pressure suddenly disappeared. Not only that, even though the sky was covered with dark clouds, the entire Qingjiao Army felt a warmth.

"This is the favor of the Yang Heaven." Unlike Ning Zhuo and the others knew it well.

The Buddha Doctor Meng Meng Yaoyin's message in the jade slip also involved this point. She said it very clearly: The Qingjiao Army destroyed the River of Oblivion Prefect's century-long scheme, and while causing the hatred of the Underworld Heaven, they also obtained the favor of the Yang Heaven!

The favor would last for a period of time. During this period, all cultivators of the Qingjiao Army would do things smoothly, and might even receive help from Heaven!

If they really triggered help from Heaven, the greater the intensity, the shorter the time the cultivators would receive the favor of Heaven.

Of course, the share of Heaven's favor each person received was different. Unlike Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, Luo Si, and Sun Lingtong were undoubtedly the few who received the most.

Unlike Ning Zhuo led the Qingjiao Army, first moved a distance away from the Underworld Jiaohe, and then camped on the spot.

He sacrificed the Festival Military Camp to allow the Qingjiao Army to get a safe place to rest.

During the march in the Underworld, it was full of crises and dangers. Thanks to the Buddha Doctor Meng Meng Yaoyin's advance reminder, Unlike Ning Zhuo, Luo Si, and others took action in time, and although many cultivators in the Qingjiao Army were injured, very few died.

The battle record of this newly built army in this trip to the Underworld was so brilliant that it blinded people's eyes. The number of deaths among them was also very small, and most of them were preserved. This was simply a miracle!

The entire army obtained rest in the military camp, actively received treatment, and morale rose steadily.

"When I obtained this military camp before, I felt that it would not have much use in guarding the White Paper Xiancheng. Looking back now, the role this military camp played was the greatest." Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed, while Sun Lingtong took another route and did not feel deeply.

Luo Si felt a bit strange in his heart, after all, he was the commander of the River of Oblivion army that had previously controlled the great army and used the ghost tide to strongly attack the White Paper Xiancheng.

"To avoid trouble, Luo Si, you should hide for now." Unlike Ning Zhuo instructed.

Luo Si did not refuse and chose to obey.

Unlike Ning Zhuo summoned the entire army again, telling them to strictly abide by the real battle record this time, only saying that after entering the Underworld, they fought for a while, fled everywhere, and finally managed to escape back to the Yang World with the help of the Underworld Jiaohe.

Regarding this matter, the River of Oblivion Prefect's side would definitely not make a big fanfare, the Soundless Ghost Monk's main body never returned, and the Life-Bound Buddha Wheel fell into Luo Si's hands.

As for the River of Oblivion Prefect's forbidden army, they had long been wiped out in the Black Cloud Battlefield.

Therefore, as long as the Qingjiao Army kept their mouths shut, the cultivators of the White Paper Xiancheng could only speculate and could not confirm anything.

According to the Buddha Doctor Meng Meng Yaoyin's message, the Qingjiao Army needed to keep this secret strictly for the time being.

According to Unlike Ning Zhuo's temperament, he would have made such a decision himself.

The Qingjiao Army rested for half a day, then broke camp and moved away from the Underworld Jiaohe, approaching the White Paper Xiancheng.

When they were ten miles away from the White Paper Xiancheng, they camped again under Unlike Ning Zhuo's order.

This location was quite subtle, not far from where the River of Oblivion ghost army had camped before!

On the way of the Qingjiao Army's march, some cultivators investigated and sent this important information to the White Paper Xiancheng.

Therefore, just as they camped and entered the Festival Military Camp, some cultivators came to visit.

But this person descended from the sky and landed slowly, his clothes fluttering as he moved, with an otherworldly demeanor.

His brows and eyes were gentle, his eyes were clear, and he had a clarity that understood the world. His facial contours were soft but not lacking in strength, and his smile was gentle.

He had a gentle and peaceful temperament emanating from within, like a piece of carefully carved beautiful jade, with restrained brilliance, warm to the touch, making people forget their vulgarity and feel close to him.

It was precisely the Wanxiang Sect's true disciple, Wen Ruanyu.

Unlike Ning Zhuo started the black-blood paper horse and stood at the gate of the military camp to welcome him. Wen Ruanyu said loudly: "Nephew Unlike Ning Zhuo, you have worked hard all the way. You led the Qingjiao Army to go deep behind enemy lines this time and returned triumphantly; it is truly the fortune of our White Paper Xiancheng. This big stone in Wen's heart can finally be put down a little!"

He had long known Unlike Ning Zhuo's true appearance and identity in the White Paper Xiancheng.

At this moment, seeing Unlike Ning Zhuo reveal his original appearance, he was surprised in his heart, but he did not show it on the surface, thinking it was natural.

Unlike Ning Zhuo dismounted, cupped his hands to thank him, and welcomed Wen Ruanyu into the military camp.

Except for those wounded and disabled cultivators, the entire Qingjiao Army gathered together, waiting for Unlike Ning Zhuo's military order, showing Wen Ruanyu their brave posture of being united and ready to fight a hard battle at any time.

Seeing this, Wen Ruanyu's smile could not help but become a bit brighter.

Although he did not know how Unlike Ning Zhuo had resolved the misunderstanding with the Qingjiao Army and could still control the entire army.

These were not important; what was important was that Unlike Ning Zhuo still had such a huge influence on the Qingjiao Army!

"Senior Wen, look at these; these are our spoils." Unlike Ning Zhuo presented a large batch of ghost remains to him.

After scanning them, Wen Ruanyu could not help but be moved: "I didn't expect that on this trip, Nephew, you could lead the Qingjiao Army to achieve such a battle record. Wen is here,"

"on behalf of the thousands of city residents, thank you all for fighting bloody battles, and also congratulate you, Nephew, for building such an unparalleled achievement!"

At the end, Wen Ruanyu raised his voice high, and his voice spread throughout the military camp.

On one hand, he represented the White Paper Xiancheng, affirming Unlike Ning Zhuo's identity and confirming the latter's leadership position over the Qingjiao Army. On the other hand, he was also comforting the entire Qingjiao Army and boosting the army's morale.

The Qingjiao Army, however, remained silent.

Many people had stubborn expressions, while some didn't care at all.

The spoils they collected were far more than these; what was presented was truly only an insignificant part.

This was a legendary battle! If it were truly told, it would only shock the world.

Unlike Ning Zhuo ordered them to keep it secret, and they were all willing to obey.

Unlike Ning Zhuo relied on solid and terrifying battle records to convince the entire army. In this legendary battle, Unlike Ning Zhuo protected the entire army time and time again, and finally defeated a Soul Transformation-level powerhouse. This kind of heaven-shaking result even triggered the hatred of the Underworld Heaven!

This was such a heaven-shaking and ghost-weeping performance.

In fact, even the ghost gods had perished.

The Qingjiao Army helped Unlike Ning Zhuo clean up the battlefield in the Water Burial Valley, and many of them personally participated in cutting the ghost god bodies!

With such legendary experiences and battle records, the Qingjiao Army had already transformed from the bones; this transformation was not in strength, but in the spiritual level.

There was a will and pride that said, "I have already experienced this, what other difficulties and obstacles can make me afraid in the future?"

Wen Ruanyu could not help but look sideways, thinking: This group of people just went to the Underworld and back, but they seem completely different!

He said a few more polite words and transmitted his thoughts to Unlike Ning Zhuo: "Nephew, let's talk aside. There are some recent situations in the city that you need to know about."

Unlike Ning Zhuo welcomed Wen Ruanyu into the commander's tent, and without waiting for Wen Ruanyu to introduce, he took the initiative to speak first: "Does the White Paper City Lord have different thoughts about my Qingjiao Army?"

Wen Ruanyu gave a bitter smile: "Nephew's guess is not wrong."

"She appointed me to meet you this time, just to arrange a triumphant ceremony with great fanfare."

"At that time, please invite you, Qing Chi, Qing Yan, and many other backbones to enter from the South City Gate together and enjoy the welcome of all the city residents."

"But I advise you, it is safest to claim injury and illness and not appear. The Qingjiao Army can continue to camp here until the White Paper City Lord makes a real promise."

Unlike Ning Zhuo nodded: "That is exactly what I thought."

According to the jade slip message, the White Paper Xiancheng did not know that the River of Oblivion Prefect had completely failed, and would still think that the ghost tide and the attacking army continued to exist.

This situation could be utilized.

On the other hand, Unlike Ning Zhuo had long understood the strong personality of the current White Paper City Lord.

Previously, the enemy army attacked the city and the ghost tide besieged it, the strong external pressure forced the White Paper City Lord to subsidize the Qingjiao Army and use all external forces like Unlike Ning Zhuo to maintain her own status first, and ensure the safety of the White Paper Xiancheng second.

Now, the ghost tide had retreated, the enemy army had withdrawn, and the White Paper Xiancheng had a long period of stable rest. In the eyes of the White Paper City Lord, the Qingjiao Army and Unlike Ning Zhuo and others appeared to be eyesores!

The White Paper Xiancheng side had tried many times in the past to build a cultivation army, but none had succeeded.

This time, the building of the Qingjiao Army was the result of the right time, the right place, and the right people, with factors piled up from all aspects.

The White Paper City Lord wanted to do it again and build an army that belonged to her, but the North Wind Kingdom and the Flying Cloud Kingdom would not allow it.

And the Qingjiao Army, which could leverage Soul Transformation-level combat power, became the greatest force that could contend with the White Paper City Lord. In the Yin Tide Black Wet Swamp, it was no longer a single family from now on!

The White Paper City Lord wanted to maintain her rule and had to think of a way to correctly handle the Qingjiao Army.

Previously, the Qingjiao Army was in the Underworld, and the White Paper City Lord was also busy with post-war preparations. Now, the Qingjiao Army had returned, and it had also become a major event that the White Paper City Lord had to solve as soon as possible!

And how to solve it, and the result of this solution, might determine the political landscape of the Yin Tide Black Wet Swamp for the next hundred years.

Wen Ruanyu was obviously on Unlike Ning Zhuo's side after learning that Unlike Ning Zhuo was Meng Meng Yaoyin's son.

He was very worried that Unlike Ning Zhuo would be paralyzed and careless, so he came to remind him specifically. But Unlike Ning Zhuo thought: "Does the White Paper City Lord not know Wen Ruanyu's attitude toward me? She sent Wen Ruanyu to welcome me, and the implication of continued cooperation is already quite obvious."

"Just as Mother expected."

Thinking of this, Unlike Ning Zhuo thanked Wen Ruanyu and asked him to wait for a moment.

In front of Wen Ruanyu, Unlike Ning Zhuo wrote a flying letter directly, first handed it to Wen Ruanyu for review, and then asked him to bring it back.

Wen Ruanyu read the flying letter, and only then did he put down his worry, looked at Unlike Ning Zhuo with admiration, and rushed back to the White Paper Xiancheng with the letter.

That afternoon, the White Paper City Lord's paper figure clone came to the military camp.

Accompanying her were Yang Sanyan and Zhou Wenyan.

"This is the Divine Contract; the content is exactly as stated in Daoist Ning's letter, please take a look." Zhou Wenyan took out a contract.

"It is Zhou's honor that the two of you are concluding this alliance this time, and I will be a witness."

Unlike Ning Zhuo unfolded the contract and checked it carefully, finding that the content was almost identical to that in his flying letter.

The Qingjiao Army would maintain its establishment and would not be under the jurisdiction of the White Paper Xiancheng,

The military weapons previously borrowed by the Qingjiao Army would offset part of the battle merits, changing from a rental relationship to an ownership relationship.

The White Paper Xiancheng would provide daily supplies for the Qingjiao Army in exchange for the Qingjiao Army's unconditional coordination and defense when the White Paper Xiancheng suffered a strong attack.

The battle merits of the Qingjiao Army would be offset by the White Paper Xiancheng providing a large number of ghost corpse remains from the battlefield—

Unlike Ning Zhuo stroked the mechanical ring, checked it once, confirmed there was no problem, and handed it to Sun Lingtong for testing.

The latter checked it and nodded slightly to Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Unlike Ning Zhuo and the White Paper City Lord's clone then formally signed this Divine Contract, thereby finalizing the century-long landscape of the Yin Tide Black Wet Swamp!