The Night King Submits; the Corpse Ghost Army Emerges!

Northern Netherland.

Sha Qi and miasma surged, and the land lay in gray-white deathly stillness. This place had once been a Great Thousand World with a damaged origin. It had merged into the Myriad Worlds several thousand years ago, but its immortal energy and various orders had yet to be restored.

The land was utterly devastated, devoid of life.

"No wonder Yang Jian, Zhao Gongming, and the others didn't make a special effort to pursue the Night King after he fled here. It wouldn't be worth tainting themselves with this foul energy just to kill a Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

"The Night King has been lying low here, cultivating the Rakshasa Corpse Ghost Technique bestowed by the Demon Ancestor. It can turn countless living beings into puppets, helping him wage war against the Immortal Sect and keeping its people in constant turmoil."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood atop True Sun Fire, gazing down at Northern Netherland, his eyes deep and unreadable.

The Immortal Sect and the Western Demon Court vied for Heavenly Dao Destiny.

Ever since the Immortal Sect had taken control of the starry skies, the firmament, and most of the land across the Myriad Worlds, the Western Demon Court's position had grown increasingly precarious. It could only hole up in the eastern reaches of the Myriad Worlds!

Northern Netherland lay in the far north, where all kinds of obscure auras filled the void. Even Eastern Emperor Taiyi was affected to some degree, so the Immortal Sect had never ventured here.

That had given the Night King a chance to rise and the Demon Sect an opportunity to infiltrate.

"Night King, are you still not going to show yourself?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi suddenly raised his voice, staring into the vast torrent of Sha Qi.

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