Tang Changsheng finally let out a long breath. Only then did he realize how few of those around him had survived. Every last Yin Soldier under his command had been wiped out.
Even the Yin Soldier Camp Board was riddled with holes and battered beyond repair. Clearly, it had been utterly destroyed... Only two members of the Foot Soldier Corps remained alive.
Tang Changsheng had no time to mourn his losses. Xin Chengying and the two Little Foxes were still alive. Blood ran from the foxes' noses and mouths, and they looked wretched and close to death, but at least they were still breathing. That put his mind at ease...
When he looked at the Ghost Messengers and the defenders, he found that more than half had had their Hun and Po scattered. Fortunately, Fang Xin and several Ghost Officials had survived, including the familiar Clerk Song.
As for Chen He's companions, every one of them had died. Their Divine Light had gone out, and only Chen He remained.
A chill of belated fear ran through Tang Changsheng. The Black-Robed Daoist was terrifyingly powerful. A mere sweep of his sleeve had nearly wiped out the entire Netherworld Office.
Fortunately, the Corpse Ghosts attacking the city had fared little better. Otherwise, there was no way the Netherworld Office could have survived!
Just then, a pillar of light rose in the direction of Suxu City. Golden Light shot straight into the heavens, so brilliant that it seemed ready to illuminate the whole of the Yellow Springs and the underworld.
Tang Changsheng was still wondering what had happened when he saw terror on the faces of the surviving Ghost Officials. Xin Chengying cried out in utter shock, "An immortal has fallen!"
Immortal Fall? What did that mean?
"An Immortal has died..." Almost at