Chapter 1017: The Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts

"No way!"

Yin Qi's gaze tightened, and a bad thought surfaced in his mind.

There was no time to think; he stepped into the void.

……

Northeast of the Underworld.

This place was desolate and deathly silent, the earth a cold, ghastly white.

Let alone living beings, there wasn't even half a ghost's shadow to be found.

And the Eighteen Levels of Hell were located right here.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell were, in reality, eighteen small worlds hidden deep beneath the earth.

Chiyou stood suspended in mid-air, looking down at the earth beneath his feet.

Divine Light bloomed in his eyes, as if he could pierce through hundreds of millions of miles of earth to see the Eighteen Levels of Hell deep within.

The corners of Chiyou's mouth curled up, revealing a cold, sharp smile.

He took the Underworld Boundary Talisman, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp; then, a majestic aura erupted from within his body, and his momentum climbed step by step.

Very quickly, this aura far exceeded that of a Peak Quasi-Saint.

Yet, it was still quite a distance away from the Saint Realm.

Between a Quasi-Saint and a Saint lies an insurmountable chasm.

The Wu Clan practices Body Refining, their life-blood energy soaring to the heavens.

Aided by the Underworld Boundary Talisman, Chiyou released his life-blood energy without restraint; suddenly, it was as if a great sun had abruptly risen in the northeast of the Underworld, and his tyrannical life-blood energy swept across all directions.

This time, the Ghost cultivators in the northeast of the Underworld were in for a disaster.

Wherever the tyrannical life-blood energy passed, Ghost cultivators below the Golden Immortal level instantly vaporized, turning into wisps of Qing smoke, not even having time to let out a scream.

Golden Immortal Ghost cultivators could only hold on for a brief moment.

Ah!

They shrieked miserably, as if they had been thrown into a furnace, their Ghost Immortal bodies melting rapidly like candles.

As for the Great Luo Ghost cultivators, there were not many in the entire Underworld.

In just a brief moment, the Ghost cultivators within a radius of tens of billions of miles were all evaporated into nothingness.

Throughout the Underworld, countless Ghost cultivators felt an inexplicable sense of great terror in their hearts.

They looked toward the northeast one after another.

Although they could see nothing, they felt as if everything was blindingly white, their eyes stinging with pain.

"Ah, what is happening? My eyes hurt so much!"

"Such a terrifying aura, such terrifying life-blood energy—that is an Ancestral Witch!"

"What is going on? Why would an Ancestral Witch release his life-blood energy so wantonly in our Underworld? Is he not afraid of the Lady's reproach?"

……

The Ghost cultivators exclaimed in succession.

In the past, with Houtu's constraints, although there were many of the Wu Clan in the Underworld, they would always strive to restrain their own life-blood energy.

Furthermore, the places where the Wu Clan appeared were areas rarely frequented by Ghost cultivators.

But now, an Ancestral Witch was actually acting so recklessly, releasing his own life-blood energy without restraint.

What on earth did he want to do!

"Eighteen Levels of Hell, open for me!"

Just at this moment, a sharp shout resounded through the Underworld, seemingly exploding right in the ears of all the Ghost cultivators.

Before they could even react to what was happening, another angry roar suddenly rang out: "Chiyou, you deserve to die! You actually dare to break open the Eighteen Levels of Hell and send all the fierce Ghosts and evil spirits into the Primordial Continent."

"Hahaha, I deserve to die? Today, I want to see exactly who deserves to die. Di Qi, pay with your life!"

Chiyou's excited roar traveled from afar.

……

Boom!

The dialogue between Yin Qi and Chiyou made the Underworld boil.

Chiyou had actually defied the world's will, breaking open the Eighteen Levels of Hell to send all the evil Ghosts and demons into the Primordial Continent!

No wonder Di Qi was furious.

And Lady Houtu—she actually hadn't stopped him!

Lady Houtu was kind-hearted and benevolent; how could she allow Chiyou to do such a thing?

News from the Underworld quickly spread throughout the entire Primordial World via the network, and countless gazes were cast toward the Underworld.

"What is going on? An anomaly in the Underworld?"

"Damn Chiyou, he actually opened the Eighteen Levels of Hell and sent all the evil Ghosts and demons to our Primordial Continent!"

"Haha, good, the Wu Clan has done well. If they don't show Great Shang a little something, they really think they are invincible under Heaven."

"Now, there is a good show to watch."……

The various parties of the Anti-Shang Alliance gloated over the misfortune.

The entire Great Shang Celestial Dynasty was naturally furious.

Without needing Di Qi's order, the Imperial Court's war machine began to rumble into motion; the Martial Halls, Tianluo Hall, garrisons, local government offices, and even the Ten Thousand Races spread across every region all took action one after another.

In this man-made catastrophe that threatened to destroy the world, no one could stay out of it.

"Haha, I'm out, I'm finally out!"

"Flesh and blood, I want flesh and blood; such fresh flesh and blood, it's all mine."

"Since Heaven is unfair, then I shall devour the world, using the Ten Thousand Races of the Primordial Continent as my provisions."

"Eat, eat up all the living beings of the Primordial Continent; as long as I achieve the Great Luo Ghost Immortal realm, no one will be able to do anything to me!"

……

Across the Primordial Continent, ghost shadows hurried about.

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Countless evil ghosts and demons rushed out from the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Hundred Ghosts Night Parade.

For a time, it was unknown how many commoners were devoured, flesh and soul alike.

However, the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty had already established a perfect defense system; not to mention that local officials all possessed cultivation levels matching their official ranks, the local garrisons, Martial Hall, and Tianluo Hall all had many experts stationed in every region.

They arrived at the scene at the first opportunity to battle the fierce ghosts and demons.

Subsequently, under the coordination of Immortal Tomb, tens of thousands of Golden Immortals and Golden Immortal-level Warships rushed to various locations, and even a considerable number of Great Luo Golden Immortals and Daluo-level Warships were deployed.

After the initial panic and chaos, the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty quickly brought the situation under control.

The experts coordinated by Immortal Tomb were not just saving the Human Race; the Ten Thousand Races were also among those being saved, which made the Ten Thousand Races feel immense gratitude, and their hearts, which had already submitted long ago, submitted even more willingly.

The Ten Thousand Races of the Primordial Continent numbered far more than ten thousand.

More than ninety percent of the races did not have Golden Immortals stationed among them.

Some did not even have Mysterious Immortals.

Facing the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade, if not for the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty taking action, they would very likely have been exterminated.

Under such circumstances, how could they not be grateful?

………

Northeast of the Underworld.

Above the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Yin Qi had just arrived in the Underworld when he saw Chiyou open the Eighteen Levels of Hell and send all the evil ghosts and demons inside into the Primordial Continent; it was already too late for him to stop it.

This left him both shocked and furious, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.

Chiyou deserves to die!

The Wu Clan must be destroyed!

Such a decision could never have been Chiyou's private action alone, but rather the policy of the entire Wu Clan.

Yin Qi shouted angrily: "Chiyou, you deserve to die, daring to break open the Eighteen Levels of Hell and send all the fierce ghosts and demons into the Primordial Continent."

"Hahaha, I deserve to die? Today, I want to see exactly who deserves to die. Di Qi, give me your life!"

Chiyou laughed excitedly and charged at Yin Qi to kill him.

If he were on the Primordial Continent, he might have turned and fled upon seeing Yin Qi.

But in the Underworld, he was invincible.

With the help of the Underworld Boundary Talisman, he possessed combat power surpassing a Peak Quasi-Saint.

If he could take this opportunity to kill Di Qi, that would be even better.

"The light of a firefly dares to compete with the brilliance of the moon!"

Yin Qi sneered.

Substantialized Blade Intent soared into the sky, transforming into a towering Divine Blade that emitted destructive blade Qi, stirring the firmament of the entire Underworld into a tempest.

At the same time, a Post-Heaven Supreme Treasure-level great blade appeared in Yin Qi's hand.

"One Blade Opens Heaven!"

Yin Qi shouted in a low voice, holding the great blade as he slashed toward the charging Chiyou.

Following his attainment of sainthood, the Zhentian Blade he had originally created in the Yang God World had also been elevated to a Saint-level supreme art, and by fusing with the Law of Destruction, its power was comparable to an Innate Supernatural Power.

If it were anyone else, he might have used other supreme arts.

But Chiyou.

If he did not torture the opponent to death, how could he resolve the hatred in his heart? (End of chapter)