Chapter Seventy-Three: Deep in Su Shan Attacking Gan Chi

  This appearance naturally made all the ghosts steal a smile, but there was not one who dared to laugh out loud. After this commotion, the atmosphere relaxed.

  "Master, since we can't stay on Phoenix Mountain anymore, let's charge into Su Shan! With your divine martial arts and our brothers' lives on the line, we'll surely be able to establish a foothold in Su Shan!"

  The ghosts and monsters all cheered, morale soared. Liu Yi nodded secretly, although they had experienced such changes, but the hearts of the people did not disperse, everything was easy to say. The most feared thing is that the hearts are scattered, and it's hard to lead the troops!

  Pursed lips, a tight smile. The matter of entering Su Shan had been discussed and agreed upon with Shen Tuoqi and others as an escape route long ago, and there was nothing more to say about it.

  The last time, Shentu Qi had already sent someone to check, and it was almost done. The reason why Liu Yi, who was still a deity at that time, didn't take action was because he was bound by his divine position, how could he leave freely?

  But at this time, it's different. The timing of sending troops has matured!

  "Let's go!"

  All the ghosts followed Shen Tudi, striding forward towards the outside of the spiritual realm.

  Out of the mountain tomb, it is a rare back mountain. The grass and trees are lush everywhere, originally with a winding path, but because there are few people walking, it has been submerged by weeds for more than half.

  A gust of night wind blew, and the grass and trees rustled. It was dimly lit, as if one could see countless ghosts lurking in the depths of the desolate grasslands.

  "Form up!"

  Shentu Ji gave a single order, and the ghost soldiers immediately drew closer, forming the simplest long formation. The ghostly energy converged in one place, blocking the night wind that was blowing over.

  Dozens of ghost soldiers followed Shentu's guidance and continued to move forward. After leaving the territory of Fenglai Mountain, Liu Yi felt a sense of loss, as if he had severed his connection with something important.

  Going further forward, it enters the territory of Su Shan. It's even more desolate here, except for villagers hunting and occasionally coming back, there are also woodcutters who don't want to come here.

  The trees grew denser and the shade grew thicker along the way. Many ancient trees, thousands of years old, stretched towards the sky and blocked out the sunlight, making it impossible to see even during the day. There were also many wild animals that went out hunting for food at night, especially a wild boar that had just passed by, which weighed at least 400-500 kilograms.

  It was just Liu Yi and his ghost soldiers marching, with dark energy gathering in one place, scaring away these animals from a distance.

  Liu Yixin said, no wonder Shentu Qi said that relying on these wild animals is enough to make a living! Indeed, there are plenty.

  Unconsciously, Shentu Qi became a bit tense, pointing to the front where there was a faint mist rising, and said: "The front is the lair of Gan Chi Ghost King, be careful! According to the plan, we will sneak in first, remember not to disturb the ghost soldiers guarding outside!"

  This time it's a full-scale mobilization, even the ghosts like Mu Yao and Zhang Wang are on the move. Walking tensely among the troops, Liu Yi suddenly chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, just follow me later!"

  "I will protect Mu Yao!" Zhang Wang said, despite being afraid, he also held a large and eerie knife in his hand.

  "Okay!" said Mu Yao carefully.

  As soon as the words fell, Liu Yi raised his hand and cast a spell. The dampness and yin energy in the surrounding forest gathered together, condensed into mist, covering all the ghost soldiers within.

  At this moment, it quietly merged into the fog, just a few steps away. There was a feeling of losing spatial direction. It seemed to have entered another completely different world.

  This feeling, every ghost in this place is no stranger. Every time I enter and exit the spiritual realm, I will have this kind of feeling.

  The fog-shrouded area was extremely large, and Liu Yishi had slightly noticed it earlier, fearing that it was several miles in diameter. At this moment, he was shocked in his heart, thinking to himself: Could it be that such a large place is all spiritual realm? Wouldn't that mean that the Ghost King of Gan Pool is much stronger than imagined?

  It shouldn't be, Liu Yi quickly shook off these messy thoughts. The disaster of the three armies lies in hesitation.

  This was Liu Yi's first time taking the initiative to send troops, and he couldn't let it be delayed, ruining his own important matter.

  As soon as he saw where he was going, thick fog churned and a piece of dark blackness appeared. His heart relaxed a little more, it shouldn't be the real spiritual realm. It should be the natural yin energy of the ghost domain that is too heavy to form.

  "How can there be a mountain?"

  In the misty air, a dark and gloomy high mountain appeared vaguely.

  All the ghost soldiers, seeing this mountain, unconsciously slowed down their footsteps, some were astonished and uncertain.

  Although this sweet pool ghost king is on the top of Su Shan, it's clear to everyone that being able to project such a mountain peak in this spiritual realm requires what kind of power?

  Even in Liu Yi's original spiritual realm, it was only a seven or eight zhang high mountain range, vaguely with the shape of a mountain.

  And before one's eyes, this vast mountain range floating in the mist, at least several hundred zhang high, what kind of great power can manifest such a sight?

  "Don't stop, keep going!" Liu Yi's calm voice came through, giving the vanguard a backbone: "Although there are mountain peaks, but no spiritual light to protect us, nothing to fear, follow me and charge in!"

  Saying so, he proactively walked to the front of the team and led them forward.

  Dodging the patrolling ghost soldiers all the way, a castle was vaguely seen in front. It was a real barracks, with enemy buildings, watchtowers, and flags standing everywhere.

  These ghostly soldiers were all lackluster. Most of them were thin and weak, wearing tattered clothes, not even qualified to be a weather vane.

  "We can't mix in here anymore, kill!" Liu Yi ordered.

  This time personally took action, between observation and imagination, divine power transformed into a large bow. Bent the bow and shot.

  One arrow flew out, and a vengeful spirit wearing leather armor, seemingly a small leader, was directly pierced by the sharp arrow. Its entire body burst open like soap bubbles with a "poof" sound.

  The arrow's remaining force didn't stop, continuing to pierce another wild ghost, its soul scattering in the same way.

  The arrow shot out with a whistling sound, carrying white light, and disappeared into the depths of the city.

  The power of one arrow was so great that the ghost soldiers under Liu Yi's command were all greatly encouraged. Each and every one of them shot arrows, which were also transformed by Liu Yi's divine power, with extremely great might. Even fierce ghosts could not withstand it, let alone these ordinary wild ghosts. Twenty or thirty ghost soldiers fell to the ground, causing a huge commotion in the city.

  Liu Yi then strung his bow, and the divine power continued to burn, just as the arrow shaft became brighter and brighter, finally turning into a meteor that exploded on the city gate.

  "Boom..."

  With a loud explosion, the city gate was blown to pieces and turned into chaotic black smoke. Fan Fang had already led his men in a fierce charge forward on horseback.