Underworld, all sorts of ghosts and ghouls slaughtering each other.
Amidst the screams, countless prison guards transformed into black tides rushing towards the Ghost Gate.
Chujiang King stood in the distance, delighted to witness this scene.
"Without the Wanling Heavenly Dao, they are nothing but this."
He cheerfully said.
Since the Wanling Heavenly Dao was weakened, the defense of the Ghost Gate had become extremely fragile.
Those newly born prison guards simply couldn't stop their army.
"Don't know when there will be a change, we should finish this sooner."
King Songdi reminded.
"That's right."
Chujiang King dared not be negligent, just about to launch a bigger offensive, the sky suddenly brightened as if it were daylight.
"What happened?"
He looked up, seeing sheer beams of light descending from the clouds.
Those beams appeared suddenly, illuminating the Netherworld, flying towards the ghosts on the ground.
