The Divine General merely smiled faintly. "Just two little mice. Don't worry about them. Hmph, one is even the soul of a living person, and his cultivation technique is quite advanced. He's clearly a disciple of some sect. Since he isn't in our way, don't go looking for trouble!"
"What matters now is breaking open the Ghost Prison before reinforcements arrive and letting all the Criminal Ghosts loose. That'll throw everything into chaos..."
"Yes!" The deputy general gave a savage grin and swung his hand. With that one movement, he became a mass of light, drawing the strength of the entire force into the great hammer in his hands. He slammed it against the Ghost Prison's gate.
The gate, carved with a statue of Bian, shattered with a thunderous crash and vanished in the light...
"Fire..."
At the command, endless light poured into the Ghost Prison...
Far away, Fang Xin, who had already led Tang Changsheng well clear, sighed. "The Mountain God is finished..."
Why? The battle doesn't seem to be over yet.
The question rolled around in Tang Changsheng's mind, but he was hardly foolish enough to ask it now. Escaping with his life came first.
He tugged Fang Xin onward. Until they were out of this Netherworld Office, they could hardly be called safe. He could only hope the enemy had not seized every city gate!
Yet when the two reached the vicinity of a gate, they both cried out inwardly, What rotten luck!
A group of strangely dressed, hideous soldiers was attacking the gate.
Tang Changsheng's heart lurched. Every one of them had a fish's head and a human body, or still bore scales, fins, and the like.
They were all Aquatic Demon Soldiers, and ones that had not even fully taken human form.
Even so, demonic