In the overlapping nether-space of the New Xiang Imperial Capital, the Yama kings of each hall led ghosts and gods from the underworld, surging toward the Palace of Great Virtue and Light like a tide. The judges participating in the battle alone numbered over a hundred!
They had layers of hell suspended behind the backs of their heads, their magical power reaching to the heavens, and they jointly besieged Daoist Liu.
Daoist Liu floated in the air, countless branches dancing behind his back, doing his utmost to withstand their encirclement. Yet one could see that within the hells behind the heads of these judges, countless more ghosts and gods flew out, climbing upward along the willow branches.
They invoked magical treasures and drove divine arts, hacking down at the willow branches and snapping them one by one.
Suddenly, numerous willow branches intertwined with one another, writhing like entangling giant serpents, successively twisting the many ghosts and gods on the branches until their bones broke and tendons snapped, or even parting head from torso, falling down from the tree.
At this moment, the Yama kings of the nine halls walked side by side, each taking one of Daoist Liu's blows. Their bodies swayed slightly, and they praised one another in unison, "Magnificent, magnificent! This Daoist's magical power is even more formidable than our divine power."
Daoist Liu wanted to keep them, but he was already held in check by the numerous judges, leaving him flustered and rushed.
The Yama kings of the nine halls continued upward, arriving before the temple. They saw the Dog Head Blade, the Tiger Head Blade, and the Dragon Head Blade suspended in the air. From time to time, astonishing knife-lights descended from the sky, with a shua sound flashing past, often leaving behind corpses of ghosts