Gateway to the Netherworld, Ghost Gate Pass.
Yin Winds swept in waves, and Yellow Sand stretched endlessly for ten thousand miles. Everything was dark and gloomy. Miserable white paper lanterns illuminated the stone gate, while eerie green Ghost Fire served as guiding lamps for the World of the Dead. Ghost Generals and ghost soldiers shouted their slogans as they pushed open Ghost Gate Pass step by step.
"Ghost Gate opens wide~ Yin souls, make way~"
Before Ghost Gate Pass, countless souls stood packed together in confusion, muddled and dazed as they retreated to either side.
Gradually, points of light appeared in the distant dark sky...
The lights drew closer and closer.
Several dozen mounted ranger scouts arrived at Ghost Gate Pass. Without pausing, they urged their Heavenly Horses onto Yellow Springs Road. Behind them came warships stretching beyond sight, like a string of connected stars. Their decks were filled with majestic Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, spears like forests and swords like frost!
The long-bearded and imposing King Zhao led the way.
The other Celestial Immortal divine generals temporarily dispatched by imperial decree each commanded five thousand Heavenly Soldiers, standing at the bows of their respective ships.
Bai Yujun stood aboard the last batch of warships, a Tiger Tally hanging at her waist. Twenty Celestial Immortal-level divine generals commanded five thousand troops each; whoever held the Tiger Tally held military authority.
The vast army of a hundred thousand swept into the Netherworld.
After a long while.
They passed through the grim and chilling Ghost Gate Pass.
The deputy general turned back to look at the stone gate.
"General, this subordinate feels that Ghost Gate Pass is more important. It is the gateway between the living world and the world of the dead. If it falls, I fear the disaster would be