A fight to the death—though saying that felt somewhat strange.
After all, whether yin souls or dead souls, neither could truly be considered living people anymore.
Yet precisely because of that, the battle grew ever more terrifying. Neither side cared about its own safety, and the destruction wrought by their slaughter naturally became all the more dreadful.
Even an unparalleled prodigy like Li Su found it troublesome in such an atmosphere.
He became far more cautious in his attacks, his movements increasingly covert. As much as possible, he hid among the yin souls, making sure the dead souls did not discover or notice him.
At this point, Li Su had also stopped absorbing dead souls through the Ghost Domain. Instead, he directly operated Soul Supreme, killing any dead souls that ambushed him outright.
The battlefield continued to advance.
Although the dead souls had seized a tremendous advantage through the Black Mountain Sect's suicidal tactics, when they truly faced the yin souls, they were still suppressed.
It was not merely a matter of numbers. The yin souls were also extraordinarily terrifying in battle.
They had existed for far too long. Not to mention the million years of the Mythical Realm, their experiences before the Great Destruction had likewise been incomparably lengthy.
The underworld had never been a peaceful place.
Not even the Heavenly Court was.
The Demon-Subduing Hall created by the Heavenly Emperor that Li Su possessed was no mere ornament. Great wars had once erupted within it.
With no enemies, whom had the Heavenly Emperor used as opponents for the Desolate Heaven Boundless Formation he created?
Naturally, the underworld!
A million yin souls, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers.
Though Li Su had never witnessed it with his own eyes, he could still sense the grandeur within it, as well as