This stretch of the Netherworld had not existed for long. Only after Chinese settlers began cultivating the land had its population gradually grown dense, hastening its development. Before that, wilderness had stretched everywhere, inhabited only by a scattering of local tribes.
That was why Tang Changsheng was in a hurry. He knew how slowly resources accumulated in this part of the Netherworld. Every day he delayed, the Astral Wind would wear them down a little more. If it wore them away entirely, opening up this land would require someone of immense power.
This time, he entered the Netherworld with a formidable force. Protected by the Yin Soldier Camp Board, which had manifested a Yin Domain, he moved through rolling mist. Rather than rush into the City God Underworld Office, he made a circuit of the surrounding Netherworld. He found not a single group of Wild Ghosts.
Even if some Wild Ghosts had escaped back then, they had either fled to another domain or been reduced to ash by the Astral Wind.
He could not help sighing. No wonder this stretch of the Netherworld could no longer hold out.
Yet when the Ghost Soldiers returned to the City God Underworld Office, they did not draw the great horde of Bloodstained Ghosts he had expected.
Only a few Bloodstained Ghosts noticed the disturbance and charged without fear of death. They were dealt with before Tang Changsheng even needed to intervene.
Now the Ghost Generals and Spirit Ghosts had gathered in the command tent to ask Tang Changsheng, "Commander, what should we do next?"
Tang Changsheng had originally planned to lure the Bloodstained Ghosts out and destroy them in batches. Only after thinning their numbers inside the City God Underworld Office would he lead his troops in.
But circumstances had changed. The Bloodstained