At the same time, in the east of Hell!
Meng Po led the twelve Yin Commanders, three million Yin soldiers, and thirty thousand Ghost Generals to the top of the Ghost Stone Forest.
A powerful aura instantly swept through the Ghost Stone Forest area, causing some of the hidden ghosts to flee in fear.
"I am Meng Po. I have come to clean up the Ghost Stone Forest under the decree of the Lord of the Netherworld!”
"All existences in the Ghost Stone Forest, come out immediately and accept our reorganization. Otherwise…kill without mercy!”
Meng Po's voice spread throughout the entire Ghost Stone Forest area through her magic power.
In the depths of the Ghost Stone Forest, a huge figure of a thousand meters slowly rose into the air.
This figure had already reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
"Roar!"
He roared in Meng Po's direction.
"I am the Ghost King of the Stone Forest, Owl Evil!"”
"Old thing, you brought people to trespass into the Ghost Stone Forest. Are you courting death?”
As his voice fell, shadows rushed out of the Ghost Stone Forest.
Soon, millions of ghost soldiers gathered around him.
Even though these guys were stronger than the ghost soldiers behind Meng Po, they were not as powerful as the ghost soldiers.
However, these guys were only ghosts gathered together, and their numbers were only one-third of the Nether World Army. Once they started fighting, they were naturally not a match for Meng Po's side.
"Hehe, fellow Daoist, I advise you to submit as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we attack together, you won't even have the chance to submit!”
Meng Po's aura was released, and her strength at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Realm was fully displayed, causing countless evil spirits to feel a trace of fear.
Seeing this, Meng Po nodded in satisfaction and said,""Now, there is a ruler in the underworld. It is our Yama King, the King of Hell!”
"Even Ancestor Styx has been suppressed by Yama. If you still want to resist, your souls will be scattered!”
As Meng Po told them about the suppression of the Netherworld River, many of Xiao Xie's subordinates began to feel fear.
If this matter was true, they would only die if they rashly started a war with Meng Po.
After pondering for a moment, some of them retreated, wanting to leave the army of Owl Evil.
However, at this moment, a hundred Golden Immortals rushed out from behind Xiao Xie.
Those fellows who wanted to escape were forced back by these Golden Immortal existences one by one.
" Hmph!" Owl Evil snorted coldly." Now that the enemy is in front of us, if anyone dares to betray us, kill them without mercy!"”
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful killing aura was released from his body.
This aura spread rapidly, enveloping the entire Ghost Stone Forest.
The eyes of the million-strong army behind him turned red as they roared.
In an instant, millions of evil spirits gathered behind Xiao Xie, forming a shocking flood.
"Kill, leave no one alive!"
Meng Po raised her head and snorted coldly.
"Kill…"
The Twelve Yin Commanders roared angrily after receiving the order.
The 30,000 Ghost Generals and 3,000,000 Ghost Soldiers behind them immediately charged at the million ghosts.
Loud war drums and bugle sounds spread throughout the underworld.
For a moment, the two torrents collided fiercely.
Ghost soldiers and generals were dying continuously, and the experts around Xiao Xie were also dying rapidly.
The battle lasted for half a day.
In the end, more than half of Owl Evil's subordinates died, and the rest surrendered.
As for Owl Evil, he had already been injured by Meng Po and captured.
At this moment, in the main hall of Netherworld Palace, Qin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.
Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. The reward is being distributed..."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10,000,000 Ghost Soldiers and 100,000 Ghost Generals!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a peak Perfected Golden Immortal Ghost King!”
Hearing the system's voice, Qin Mo's face revealed a hint of joy.
However, because of Emperor Jiang and the Candle Dragon, the expression on Qin Mo's face only flashed for a moment.
As for Emperor Jiang and the Candle Dragon, they sat at the side and looked at Qin Mo quietly after they stepped into the hall.
At this moment, Qin Mo did not take the initiative to speak.
He was thinking about how to reject the alliance without offending the Sorcerer Tribe, and how he could still gain the Sorcerer Tribe's friendship.
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if our proposal just now has any hope?”
The Candle Dragon couldn't help but ask after a dozen breaths.
"Let's not talk about this first. I heard that the two of you have a deep understanding of space and time. I wonder if I have the opportunity to spar with the two of you?”
Qin Mo wanted to stall for time to see Emperor Jiang and the Candle Dragon's reaction.
After all, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Therefore, he tried his best to show that he was not interested in forming an alliance.
"This…"
The Candle Dragon looked at Emperor Jiang hesitantly.
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