I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night-Chapter 1349 - 706: Three Thousand Yin Soldiers Invade South Mountain (Part 2)

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Netherworld Central Hall.

The Five Ghost Emperors, the Ten Halls Yama, and those Yin Generals who held authority were all present here.

The Treasure Mirror in the hands of the Central Ghost Emperor could not reflect the conditions within the South Mountain Sacred Land.

Ever since the Human Race Saint Master seized power, the South Mountain Sacred Land was filled with the Holy Master's Divine Statues, their radiance reflecting, leaving no clarity.

But at this moment, as the Three Thousand Yin Soldiers entered, numerous flags of Yin Soldiers fluttered, finally revealing a "flaw" in the South Mountain Sacred Land.

It was like a distant, dazzling lantern that, at first glance, appeared only as a mass of fire.

But now, it was being continuously covered with black ink.

The black strokes obscured part of the fire's glow, gradually dimming the radiance, making the lantern's exterior... appear clearer.

"Without a Saint Master like this, the Human Clan is too vulnerable." The Eastern Ghost Emperor sighed.

"Inherent fragility is one thing, but being born in the Human Clan rather than the Divine Demon Bloodline is inherently..." The Central Ghost Emperor paused, then sneered: "But unable to gather a military formation, reacting so slowly, the Human Clan is simply complacent."

"When the Netherworld first entered the world, the counterattacks of the Human Clan's elites from all over were not weak, but now they have grown strangely weaker," the Western Ghost Emperor pondered.

"Perhaps your honor has forgotten, most of the Human Clan's powerful high-ranking individuals have gone through reincarnation," Prince Jiu stroked his beard and said.

"Indeed, it seems now that within the Human Clan, the Martial Saints capable of breaking into the Upper Three Heavens must guard their respective places and cannot abandon their posts."

The King Yan of the First Hall pondered and said, "The so-called Human Martial Saints departing to various places now are not strong by any means."

And the Southern Ghost Emperor showed a complex expression.

When the Netherworld first entered the world, the South Mountain Sacred Land was under His influence.

It was His subordinates who were driven out by the Human Clan.

Back then, when the Human Clan gathered large armies to severely defeat the southern Yin Soldiers, their military might was truly formidable.

Now, it seems, they are not worth a fight.

"Lost without strong leadership, these Human Clan elites have become a scattered sand." The Southern Ghost Emperor sighed: "The so-called Lord of Heaven, Lord of Kunlun, Master of the Holy Alliance, Lord of Penglai, and more of those Human Clan leaders of the past were mighty generals leading troops."

"These high-level humans went into reincarnation to advance further."

"Now the Human Clan is scattered, seemingly set to be destroyed tonight."

The Southern Ghost Emperor lamented: "It is shameful to say, that the South Mountain Sacred Land was within my domain, yet I was unaware due to that Human Race Saint Master! Without this Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog, truly a great opportunity would have been lost..."

So saying, He continued: "Therefore, my Yin Soldiers shall first enter to aid the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog! Otherwise, with just His Three Thousand Yin Soldiers, it's impossible to withstand the so-called Human Martial Saints' siege..."

"..."

The Ninth Hall King Yama looked on indifferently.

He was already aware that Marquis Lingyou was dissatisfied, having taken seventy percent of the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog's Yin Soldiers.

But He didn't care.

And now the Southern Ghost Emperor obviously valued the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog, these words... were meant for Him as Prince Jiu to hear.

"I understand, my lord."

Prince Jiu smiled and said: "Thus, after this battle, if the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog remains, it will fall under the Southern Emperor's banner."

"Hmm!"

The Southern Ghost Emperor responded, about to issue an order.

But then the Central Ghost Emperor raised a hand and said, "Be patient, a mere Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog is no concern. Let Him continue probing the Human Clan's true strength; haste makes waste..."

"Could it be that the Southern Emperor intends to be the first to enter the South Mountain Sacred Land to seize the initiative and claim victory?" the Eastern Ghost Emperor spoke softly.

"The Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog has made great contributions; I cannot stand by and watch Him perish."

The Southern Emperor spoke further: "This fellow is connected to me, has relieved my recent distress, and labored with great merit."

"Understood, once successful, the South Mountain Sacred Land will still be yours."

The Central Ghost Emperor slowly said: "Once the foundation of the Human Clan is destroyed, we from all sides will withdraw our troops!"

Upon hearing this, the Southern Ghost Emperor nodded.

The Ninth Hall Yama showed a complex expression.

He hadn't expected that the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog would ultimately be used by the Southern Emperor as a pawn.

If it were in His hands, He might have received rewards from the Ghost Emperors.

But since the Southern Emperor intended to use the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog for diplomacy, His rank, after all, was lower than that of the Ghost Emperors, so He dared not speak further.

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Meanwhile.

The Three Thousand Yin Soldiers, within the realms of the Human Clan, had been quietly sneaking for a long time but were successively detected, triggering a great battle.

Following the direction of the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog's advance, they avoided the Human Clan's true strongholds.

Also avoided the Ancient God Land.

Further avoided the places where the Human Race Saint Master's Divine Statues were situated.

Though now fully exposed, they managed to plant many Netherworld flags across this land, guiding the subsequent Netherworld army.

At this very moment, within the village.

The Human Clan suffered heavy casualties.

"The Three Thousand Yin Soldiers have been nearly depleted."

The Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog revealed its true form, transforming into a monkey-like shape, gazing ahead with a complex expression: "After all, they came under my military orders, fighting for me..."

"Grandfather."

The Little White Ape, having wiped out a group of Yin Soldiers, came forward and whispered: "They only fought for the Netherworld; you need not feel guilty, sir."

Speaking of this, the Little White Ape added: "The Three Thousand Yin Soldiers are spent, yet your great array is only seventy percent complete."

"The following Netherworld army will fill in the remaining thirty percent based on this seventy percent of the array."

The mysterious fog old ape softly said: "Once the Formation is complete, wherever the Netherworld flags stand, within a radius of ten miles, it will entirely transform into the Netherworld..."

These one after another flags, stretching orderly, formed several... approximately ten miles wide special "paths"!

These path trajectories divided the South Mountain Sacred Land into dozens of pieces.

During this night, these "paths" are roads of the Netherworld.

Come broad daylight, the Netherworld will sink into the earth.

So during the day, between the many fragments of the South Mountain Sacred Land, nothingness will stretch.

"I have been defeated, the Netherworld army will certainly come."

The mysterious fog old ape thus spoke: "In the ensuing battles, more of the Human Clan will perish..."

"We have long been prepared."

Then a figure appeared.

Lin Xiaoyue, the Human Martial Saint who practiced the New Technique.

Her expression was complex as she glanced around.

Before, these Three Thousand Yin Soldiers had quietly come, and only at the end, when they could no longer hide, did they unleash a killing spree, slaughtering their way onward.

The Human Clan lost several Human Martial Saints, and many Creation God Lords, as well as quite a few at the Refining God Realm.

Also, many villages were devastated.

She knew this was part of a plan set by the higher-ups, and these hastily constructed villages, along with the powerful Human Clan members who came temporarily, were in fact meant to die.

Especially those few Human Martial Saints, most of whom were already near the brink of losing control.

Yet, despite this, the great losses suffered by the Human Clan left her feeling extremely conflicted.

The impending netherworld army would bring even more horrific disaster.

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"Attack!"

Upon receiving the military order, Marquis Lingyou raised the large flag and shouted: "Avenge the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog!"

Though the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog was not yet destroyed, the Three Thousand Yin Soldiers had been lost and were trapped by the Human Clan, doomed to certain death.

Should the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog survive, He would be like a thorn in his side.

But since He had already perished, they were comrades in battle.

With this, the troops were inspired to charge into the South Mountain Sacred Land.

Apart from Marquis Lingyou, all the Commanders of the Shadow Soldiers led their troops in attack.

They obeyed orders without fail, not sweeping through the surrounding Human Clan boundaries but continuing forward along the "paths" left by the Lonely Boat Mysterious Fog's Three Thousand Yin Soldiers.

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Little God Village.

A child suddenly opened his eyes and whispered, "The first wave of the Netherworld army totals three hundred thousand."

The Human Clan elites of the South Mountain Sacred Land are confident enough to bury these three hundred thousand Yin Soldiers.

But these three hundred thousand Yin Soldiers are not enough to seriously damage the Netherworld.

Spread across the Five Ghost Emperors, the Ten Halls Yama, and various Yin Generals, it's just the loss of a group of vanguards.

"This time, we will make sure the very foundations of the Netherworld high command are shaken!"