After I took Wang Yan out, the troops had already assembled. Dai Mei said that the rest of the forces were with Wei Ziling and Zuo Chen, and that Heaven's Unity Grotto-Heaven could muster at most a little over two thousand soldiers.
No wonder Zhou Xuan felt she could still bully me. She had brought only three thousand elite troops, but two thousand of them were elite soldiers recruited from the Sea King. Their strength was absolutely no weaker than that of my thousand corpse soldiers.
My little cousin always liked bringing troops to negotiate with me and bullying me with numbers. Fine. Today, we would see who was stronger.
As we led the troops out, messengers kept coming from outside to report the situation. Zhou Xuan's army marched at astonishing speed. From the moment she assembled her troops until she arrived here, she had hardly spent any time at all—only the brief interval when I entered the grotto-heaven and tested absorbing the ghost insects with Wang Yan.
The two armies faced off. We were already old hands at this. From far away, Zhou Xuan and Ruan Qiushui came over. Sitting in the Blood Cloud Palanquin, I led a group of household ghosts toward them with an ugly expression.
Zhou Xuan's strength was now the same as mine. Both of us were hovering at the peak of the mid-stage, but signs of a breakthrough had already appeared in her cultivation. It was only a matter of time before she reached the late stage of the Ghost King realm.
"Xia Yitian, you stopped Grandma from seeing me. Now that something has happened to her, don't you have anything else to say? I made the first move, but you went and made the fifteenth. Our agreement is void!" Zhou Xuan said coldly.