I, Old Ao, Really Must Be Seeing Ghosts

Tie Hanhhan stood at the bow of the ship, leading a million-strong army that had already entered the Great Ruin Realm.

"According to the information relayed back by Jiang Gan and others, this realm is extremely weak..."

A hint of doubt flickered in Tie Hanhhan's eyes. How could this kind of star realm become a seed of the Eternal Realm, and even attract the attention of the gods?

But he didn't think much of it.

"Contact Jiang Gan and others!"

He spoke.

"Oh no... We can't get in touch with Jiang Gan and the others. It seems like something happened to them!"

A middle-aged man in charge of liaison spoke up, saying:

"They might... all be dead!"

They're all dead!

Upon hearing this, the many powerful figures on the large ship were immediately astonished.

"How could that be? Aren't they winning victory after victory?"

"It was so sudden, we didn't receive any news from beginning to end!"

"Something's fishy!"

Everyone spoke up.

Tie Hanhhan raised an eyebrow!

This realm... is indeed not as simple as it seems.

"Very good, very good!"

At this moment, Tie Hanhhan's son, Tie Dingsi, revealed a cold smile.

Tie Dingsi didn't care about the lives of the 100,000 vanguard troops at all. He only thought that, in this way, the two people who posed the greatest threat to him...

They're all dead!

Jia Fuxing, Ao Wushuang!

His position became increasingly secure.

"Report! Survivors have returned!"

But then, someone suddenly spoke up.

A figure was seen rushing towards them on the horizon. He was incredibly fast, his legs moving as if they were on wheels of fire.

"That's... that's Ao Wushuang?!"

"He's still alive?"

Everyone from the Fu Tian Sect was surprised.

Upon seeing this, Tie Dingsi was immediately stunned.

Damn it... Ao Wushuang isn't dead?

Tie Hanhhan's heart sank, and he said:

"Bring it up!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward to help and brought Ao Wushuang back to the large ship.

What exactly happened?

Tie Hanhhan said.

"Oh no... this is terrible!"

Ao Wushuang, panting heavily, said:

"We can't go to this realm! It might be extremely dangerous, Marshal! We must retreat immediately!"

He really chickened out.

Although he wasn't sure whether the banner of the Lord of the Desolate Heavens was related to that Small Mountain Village in the Yin Realm...

But his intuition told him to run as fast as he could!

"Explain!"

Tie Hanhhan pressed him for answers.

Ao Wushuang then recounted what had happened in the Eastern Wasteland.

"Heh, a bag? At most, it's just a divine artifact!"

Tie Hanhhan was extremely disdainful; true divine artifacts... they really didn't lack them this time.

"Lead the way immediately!"

He shouted.

Ao Wushuang felt a little aggrieved. Why, why was she being asked to lead the way again?

He had a bad feeling; this familiar scene...

"Well!"

"I'll lead the way... you, you'd better pray for yourselves!"

He gritted his teeth and spoke!

Immediately, the army advanced!

They advanced straight towards the Eastern Wasteland, their army Wangnan City!

"Beat the divine drums, call for battle!"

Tie Hanhhan spoke coldly.

Immediately, several lesser gods on the bow of the warship began to beat drums!

That drum was a treasure of true god-level quality.

Since the enemy possessed a divine treasure, he decided to use it directly.

"Knock knock knock!"

Instantly, terrifying sound waves spread throughout the entire Eastern Wasteland, and even reached other major regions.

The oppressive aura of a true god was unleashed with the sound of the drums, shocking the entire world!

The earth shook violently, and the Wangnan City in front of them cracked directly from the sound of the drums, causing the clouds in the sky to dissipate!

What is that sound?

"What kind of horrible sound is this... my ears are about to explode!"

"Is it the true God... has the true God descended?"

A massive earthquake struck the Eastern Wasteland.

The sound of these drums carried immense pressure and murderous intent, enveloping the entire Great Ruin Realm, causing widespread panic among the people.

After leaving the Small Mountain Village, Long Zixuan and his group followed Mu Wanqing directly to the Wood Spirit Imperial Dynasty.

"Father, what's wrong?"

Yunxi stepped forward and asked her father a question.

"The Star Realm Allied Forces is coming!"

Yun Yinchen immediately explained the situation.

Including his speculation, this time, there is black hand testing Senior Li!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the Great Devil King isn't afraid of the dark..."

Yunxi, on the other hand, seemed quite relaxed.

Yun Yinchen smiled as well, relieved to see that Senior Li had actually sent out all his disciples.

And at that very moment...

Suddenly, an astonishing drumbeat resounded, as if from the heavens, shaking the earth!

"This... this drumming... it's god-like?!"

Everyone's expression changed.

"Report! The enemy has arrived!"

The battle report has arrived!

"The army is here? Line up, line up, no one is allowed to steal!"

Dugu Yuqing was the first to speak, looking very anxious.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zixuan, Senior Brother Lu Rang, you can't run ahead of me again... Oh my god, where are they?!"

Qing Chen was just about to speak when, in the blink of an eye, Long Zixuan and Lu Rang had vanished.

Even Wu Dade rushed to the front.

"No Martial Virtue!"

Jiang Li shook his head and immediately followed!

A group of Senior Brother set off at top speed!

The remaining individuals, such as Yun Yinchen and Yun Qianshan, all wore complex expressions.

"Senior Li's disciples... are indeed all extraordinary!"

Yun Qianshan couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Yinchen murmured, "They... are probably just used to it."

Mu Wanqing then gave the order, "Let's go!"

The army is on its way!

The border between the Eastern Wasteland and the Southern Domain.

The army stretched out, drums thundered, and the world seemed on the verge of World-Ending!

In reality, the true god-level War Drum's power was not fully unleashed; it was merely a provocation.

Otherwise, the world would probably be plunged into chaos and death by now.

"Is there no one in this region who dares to fight?"

Someone sneered.

"We shouldn't have used the True God-level War Drum; perhaps those villains have already fled at the mere sight of us!"

"There's no escape. This realm is doomed!"

"Yes, not a single person can be left alive!"

Many legendary figures spoke coldly.

However, at that very moment, the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard from the sky.

A powerful fist beam crashed down upon the entire army!

It was as if the nine heavenly dragons were fighting; this punch was truly astonishing.

"They're here!"

"A wandering deity?!"

Everyone was astonished; the power of that punch was equivalent to that of a wandering god!

Immediately, a wandering deity made a move, his giant palm colliding with the fist light in the sky, causing a massive explosion in the heavens!

"Let's fight!"

Long Zixuan's fist arrived before he did, and he finally appeared only after the blow landed.

He stood in the air, looking at the army ahead...

They were densely packed together, numbering in the millions!

At the same time, as he appeared, on those densely packed warships...

One by one, legendary figures stepped forward.

There are... hundreds!

Each star realm generally has several wandering gods, but this time, hundreds of star realms have mobilized their entire forces, and more than three hundred wandering gods have come!

More than three hundred wandering deities silently stared at Long Zixuan.

Long Zixuan was momentarily stunned.

How come there are so many people?!

That's a bit beyond the scope of the curriculum...

Even if he is incredibly strong, can a mere demigod withstand three hundred wandering gods?

That was too hasty!

He silently turned around and retreated a hundred miles!

"Long Zixuan, leave some for me!"

"Don't go too far!"

Behind them, a group of Senior Brother finally arrived.

"Hey, Senior Brother Long, why didn't you steal any kills this time?"

Lin Jiuzheng was surprised.

Long Zixuan pointed ahead and said:

"No need to fight over it, this wave... is more than enough!"

Many of the Senior Brother looked up and gazed ahead.

Defeat the wandering god...

Nearly a thousand times...

Everyone was immediately taken aback!

"Very good, very good!"

Dugu Yuqing, however, was filled with Fighting Spirit!

"Let's make it green!"

Lu Rang held the flowerpot, his eyes burning with passion.

Qing Chen stepped forward, broom in hand, and pointed at the million-strong army ahead, saying:

"My master is compassionate and sent me to deliver you all from suffering!"

A group of disciples, undaunted, pressed forward relentlessly!

And at this moment.

On the warship, Tie Hanhhan looked at the group of young men and women who had suddenly appeared, and sneered, saying:

"Is there really only this many people in this vast Great Ruin Realm?"

"A bunch of demigods... too weak!"

He was utterly disdainful!

But behind him...

Ao Wushuang looked at the group of people in front of her...

He was completely shocked!

His eyes were fixed, staring straight ahead...

The fat man, the monk, the girl carrying the zither, the one tending the grass...

His legs trembled instantly.

"That's it? This group of people are like country bumpkins from the village. They're truly ignorant and fearless. They dare to fight; they're just asking for death!"

Tie Dingsi also sneered at this moment, his expression full of contempt.

Upon hearing this, Ao Wushuang was on the verge of collapse.

Damn, that person doesn't look like one at all; they're actually from the village!

That... Small Mountain Village!

This damned Small Mountain Village!

"I, Lao Ao... I've really seen a ghost! You damned God, it's already the Yang Realm, why won't you leave me alone?!"

He looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with grief and indignation!