Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 430 - 427 Battle Begins, The Red and White Fiends

Chapter 430: Chapter 427 Battle Begins, The Red and White Fiends

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Woo woo woo...

Within the territory of Osumi Domain in Chikushido Island, ethereal Ghost Roads meandered while bone-chilling yin winds erupted incessantly.

First came the Daoist Soldiers, each team with a distinct aura, stepping in unison as if they were an unstoppable deluge emerging from the Yin Road.

Each took position on one side, arraying their troops outside of Cangmu Mountain, now completely enshrouded in black and scarlet miasma.

With over ten thousand troops present, under the pressure of the nemesis of the Ghost Dao and the financial offensive of the Netherworld Square,

all major Ghost Dao magic veins clearly brought out their hidden abilities.

Following the Daoist Soldiers, a large number of Magicians exuding dense ghostly aura shot out.

Holding the Tiger Talismans of the Daoist Soldiers, they landed in their respective Daoist Soldier squads.

Black, red, green, white, yellow—five large flags rolled in with the yin wind, breaking through the air suddenly, yet unobtrusively mingling within.

Nobody knew that the mastermind who lit the fuse was hidden among them.

Wang Yuan stood atop the Abyssal Ghost King Banner, facing the wind, looking at the ominous and calamitous Cangmu Mountain with a profound gaze.

"Old Black has been sending back details about the Demon Master Dao. Now it seems, with their surface strength, they absolutely cannot match the Ghost Dao Alliance Army.

It’s only a matter of time until Taoist Heavenly Prison reveals his trump card.

Even sacrifing a life of the Yama Dharma Body isn’t too much.

Anyway, it’s a proxy war. Today, we are to fight until the last Ghost Dao Practitioner!"

In just three short days, this coalition of cultivators cobbled together by more than a dozen Ghost Dao veins amassed twelve thousand various kinds of Daoist Soldiers, over a thousand Red Seals, and fifty Yellow Seals.

This force was no less than the desperate gambit in Yunjing City where half the power of the No-Life Dao’s northern branches was gathered.

The members of the alliance set Dharma Contracts, forming an offensive and defensive pact.

Among them, the "Nine Phases Corpse God Dao" was not only the main financial backer but also contributed forty percent of the total military force, undeniably becoming the leader of the coalition.

Furthermore, the Sect Master Marshal of the Netherworld Square branch, Thousand Phases Taoist Person of the Divine Transformation realm, personally arrived.

This showed their determination to obtain at any cost the Corpse Dissection Relic held by the Demon Master Dao.

For treasures of this level, not only were their eyes green with envy, but even the Heavenly Official Fangzhang Corpse King could greatly benefit from them.

Thousand Phases Master raised his hand high, and the mighty army of over ten thousand cultivators fell utterly silent.

But suddenly, the sky darkened, the earth turned dim, the sun and moon lost their light; beneath pressing dark clouds and the chilling aura of malevolence, the force surged towards the opposition’s formation.

However, the Taishan Prefecture Lord Ritual remained deathly still.

It was as though a corner of the Netherworld had merged with the Yang World, devoid of any sign of life, more resembling the Ghost Dao than they did.

Especially among this group of Ghost Cultivators, those who had lost their Meat Bodies and transformed into ghosts.

Stepping forward, it felt as if standing beside the maw of a primordial beast, as though a slight misstep could result in being swallowed whole, leaving no corpse behind.

They received the signal from Thousand Phases Master.

The vanguard manipulated their Seal, driving a handful of lower spirits to charge fiercely into the Taishan Prefecture Lord Ritual.

Sizzle...

They couldn’t even emit a shriek before they were utterly dissolved into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Everyone’s expressions shifted, realizing that this formation was on par with the Yin God Shrine and even more potent than the restricted Yin God Shrine.

"Set up the formation, commence the ritual!"

Thousand Phases Taoist Person shouted, a dark green Dharma Light breathing above his head as his Lifebound Magic Treasure, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner enveloped in black qi, sprang out from the Mud Ball Palace.

As it swayed on its own in the air,

a torrent of Yin Souls composed of ghostly faces charged back into the Yin Road, striking at the entire Osumi Domain governed by the Demon Master Dao.

Although the castle-town under the mountain, where the Feudal Lord resided, had already been deliberately cleared in advance, there were still over a hundred thousand people in the domain,

all ready material for setting up the array.

In hardly any time at all, yin winds detonated in succession.

Males and females, old and young, all more haggard than the people of Great Yan were brought over and directly slammed to death within the towering Altar City.

As they fell, their souls returned to the depths, their flesh and broken bones splattered, a stench of blood soaring into the sky.

Countless Ghost Face Bodhi Seeds were planted in quick succession, quickly taking root and growing into a luxuriant Corpse Forest.

Wang Yuan and the other four from the Five Organs Temple, as powerful backers with realm of Divine Transformation when united, were also among the highest echelon of fighting power in the alliance.

Under their command, the personnel of the Five Organs Temple stood just a stone’s throw away from the Corpse Forest.

But his heart felt no stir.

Some described the national character of the neighboring country, Great Yan, quite aptly.

They understand small courtesies but not great righteousness, fear power but do not cherish virtue, turn to raiding and thievery when strong, and grovel when weak, disregarding favors and righteousness!

In Wang Yuan’s vision, if Su Guyun could one day take over all of Chikushido Island and assume the throne of the Queen,

after plucking the ripe peaches for himself,

he would certainly implement a policy of assimilation, drawing upon the demographic advantage of Great Yan to absorb the women of Moluo, and over several generations, complete a thorough replacement of ethnicity and nationality.

It is often said that the beneficence of a gentleman is cut off after five generations, and one speaks of poverty not reaching beyond three.

The meaning of this saying is not that once a family has been poor for three generations, they will no longer be poor in the future.

It means that once a family has been poor for three generations, there will be no fourth generation left.

Because the third generation is most likely to end up as bachelors, thus concluding the lineage once and for all!

In Great Yan, where the imbalance between males and females is severe, bachelors are already countless, it’s perfect to take advantage of this to mutually compensate.

By the way, to assimilate the different races, they would also incorporate the "Dragon Qi Prohibition" into the entire continental framework and integrate it into the main network.

Once his disciples each secured their positions, Thousand Phases Taoist shook the copper bell on the incense table and bellowed:

"Activate the array!"

In Corpse Forest, countless tree barks slippery as if human hands, the "Ghost Face Bodhi" began to grow rapidly, merging into a torrent that viciously clawed into the "Taishan Prefecture Lord Ritual".

A stench-filled red fog kept rolling within the array, transforming into massive beast heads that howled incessantly, viciously biting towards those giant hands.

There was a thunderous rattle, as if the earth itself was shaking.

Having reached the realm of Divine Transformation, Thousand Phases Master was naturally adept in the art of Magic.

After several probes, he roughly had an idea.

He turned his head and said to the heads of dozens of Tao Lineages:

"While there are numerous variations, the fundamental basis of this Mountain Protection Array is still the elementary Eight Gates Array.

Rest, Life, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, Kai. To enter from Life Gate, Jing Gate, or Kai Gate will be auspicious; to enter from Shang Gate, Jing Gate, or Rest Gate will bring injury; and to enter from Du Gate or Death Gate will lead to demise.

Touch one thing and affect everything else.

If we can attack from all eight gates simultaneously, we can significantly reduce the overall power of the array, preventing it from fully unleashing its strength on either side.

This will also weaken its repressive force against our Ghost Dao.

For every Array Eye we break, the power of the array should decrease by a tenth."

All nodded in agreement; what Thousand Phases Master said was indeed correct.

Even Wang Yuan, who had obtained the Array Map in advance, couldn’t help but admire the shrewdness of this sect leader; such a person was truly not of ordinary stature.

Thousand Phases Master, his eyes ablaze, then said:

"My ’Nine Phases Corpse God Dao’ possesses the greatest strength, I will take responsibility for securing Du Gate and Death Gate, the vital points of this array.

If any Taoist Fellow enters through the Three Auspicious Gates—Life, Jing, Kai—your reward will remain unchanged, but if you enter through the Three Evil Gates—Shang, Jing, Rest—your reward will be increased by fifty percent.

We’ll divide our forces and strike, aiming straight for the heart of the array; how does that sound?"

After all, this was the Mountain Temple where "Demon Master Dao" had operated for hundreds of years, organizing the earth energy, commanding the Spirit Mechanism.

The "Taishan Prefecture Lord Ritual" was also constructed on this basis, and should definitely not be regarded as a common temporary array.

Following the logic in the military texts: "Surround with ten, attack with five, do battle with equal numbers, divide if the enemy is stronger, defend if fewer, and avoid altogether if not comparable to the enemy."

While the Demon Hunting Alliance Army was strong and mighty, to contend directly with the forces of nature and to uproot the great array was ultimately beyond their reach.

Against an array of this level, the best strategy was "do battle with equal numbers," finding gaps to exploit.

The heads of the dozen or so Tao Lineages exchanged glances, feeling the proposition was fair, and they nodded in agreement.

"Then we from the ’Five Organs Temple’ will take the Jing Gate among the Three Evil Gates,"

Qiu Yanzhou spoke on behalf of the five, and the "Face Burning Ghost King Flag" fluttered as it led a group of disciples into the array.

The other dozen or so powerful Ghost Dao Magic Veins either took charge of a gate on their own, or a few weaker ones joined forces, all quickly following suit.

Thousand Phases Master also immediately shook the copper bell.

While driving the "Corpse Forest" to continue its barrage,

He sent thousands of "Iron Armored Corpses" led by two "Military Leader" level Golden Armored Corpse Kings to deploy the Ten Thousand Enemies Skill.

The Corpse Qi and Military Aura surged rollingly, exploding with a bang.

Howl——!

The two Golden Armored Corpse Kings, whose consciousness still remained, roared furiously as their bodies suddenly swelled.

They transformed into two gigantic Corpse Generals with pure golden eyes, a ghastly greenish-purple complexion, protruding fangs, and their bodies covered in bone scales with yellow pus seeping from the crevices.

Swinging the filthy Wolf Fang Club in hand, they surged forward.

Bringing down a club, they shattered a wolf head as big as a small hill.

Over centuries of stalemate, the "Nine Soldiers" and the "Heavenly Official" had been learning from each other, absorbing the other’s Knowledge.

Even the sects knew that when it came to large-scale sieges and gnawing on hard bones, the virtually invulnerable "Daoist Soldiers" were always the best option.

Stamp!

When Wang Yuan’s feet touched down again, he realized that he and his companions had landed on a small path in the woods.

Darkness surrounded them, and there seemed to be a desolate village in the distance.

Where was the shadow of Cangmu Mountain to the left or right?

This array had clearly spawned an auxiliary domain akin to the Ghost Realm, and there might well be more than one layer.

"Listen! There’s a sound!"

Ye Hanmei whispered, and everyone immediately held their breath.

Suddenly, the sound of a suona playing the same tune came from both in front and behind on the forest path.

But on one side was the jubilant "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix," while on the other was the mournful "Great Funeral."

The Mages looked up to see that, from both the front and the back, two tremendous parties—one red, one white—were winding their way toward them.

"A bride struck dead on her wedding procession turns into a Red Fiend; aged men and women who drown under the bridge become White Fiends.

Red and White Fiends, joy and sorrow at their extremities, among the fiercest in the realm of ghosts!"

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