Early the next morning, just as dawn broke.
The rising sun cast its light over the Myriad Puppets Mountain Range, bringing a trace of coolness to the gloomy, frigid range. Bloodstains that had yet to dry could clearly be seen on the ground.
Liu Ye stood atop the city wall, gazing into the depths of the Myriad Puppets Mountain Range, seemingly lost in thought.
Wang Qingshan stood beside him with a respectful expression, while Wang Yingjie and the others stood some distance away.
Wang Yingjie's gaze was resolute. Wang Qingshan had already told him the truth: two Spirit Transformation cultivators would lead the charge and wipe out these Netherworld Spiders in one fell stroke.
With one hammer blow settling the matter, once these Netherworld Spiders were dealt with, they could return to the South Sea. However, today's battle would be exceedingly dangerous, and many cultivators would die.
Liu Ye withdrew his gaze, turned to Wang Qingshan, and instructed, "Disciple Wang, pass down the order. Attack the Myriad Puppets Mountain Range at once. Be careful, and kill as many Netherworld Spiders as possible to draw their attention. The fiercer you fight, the easier it will be for this old man to act."
"Yes, Grandmaster Liu."
Wang Qingshan readily agreed. He looked at Song Xiruo and said politely, "Fairy Song, by Grandmaster Liu's order, send men to attack the Myriad Puppets Mountain Range! Wipe out every last Netherworld Spider in one stroke."
Song Xiruo nodded and flipped her hand, producing a crimson horn around two feet long. The horn was carved with countless profound Spirit Patterns and emitted astonishing spiritual fluctuations.
She raised the crimson horn to her lips and gave it a gentle blow. A deep horn blast rang out as a streak of red light shot into the clouds.
Rumble!