Yes, reinforcements were good. Send more, more, more! Start with a hundred million!
The more Yin soldiers there were, the happier Tang Luo became.
Aside from being able to stretch his limbs and enjoy the slaughter, Yin soldiers also provided considerable merit power.
Unlike the proper heavenly soldiers of the Heavenly Court, Yin soldiers were special products created through transformation. Those who had committed great evil in life would be remade into Yin soldiers—vicious ghosts who were cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel, and utterly ignorant of fear or retreat.
Amid this surging tide of charging Yin soldiers, the Yin soldier possessed by Ox-Head stood out as the sole "one swimming against the current."
Ox-Head did not know why he was still alive. Perhaps there were too many Yin soldiers around him, creating a favorable environment for survival.
In any case, being alive was a good thing. Run—if he escaped, there would still be a sliver of hope.
However, before Ox-Head had run very far, a crimson streak flashed before his eyes. His body suddenly tightened as the Heaven-Mixing Silk bound him.
The bound Ox-Head was used as the head of a meteor hammer and smashed into the other Yin soldiers.
After temporarily clearing an "open space," Nezha pulled the dying Ox-Head before him. "Where is Sun Wutian?"
The Heaven-Mixing Silk lashed around them, knocking all the surrounding Yin soldiers to the ground.
"King Qin Guang captured him! I don't know where he is, I really don't!" Ox-Head shouted.
"Where is your Underworld?" Nezha continued. "Take me there!"
King Qin Guang had established an Underworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation in this world, but that did not mean the Underworld was necessarily underground.
"Yes, yes!"
Ox-Head did not dare hesitate and agreed repeatedly.
Just then, the sky, originally shrouded in Yin energy,