Chapter 27: Destroy the Divine Temple
It took longer to tell than it had to happen.
The five or six remaining regiments of Ghost Soldiers from the Outer Regions were still in disarray. When they saw that Argus, their commander and the hero they worshipped, had been reduced to ashes, their morale collapsed. With no heart left for battle, they fled in every direction.
The Lower River Ghost Army scarcely needed to move again. The battle was won; all that remained was to hunt down the fugitives.
"Don't pursue them for too long... Destroy this Divine Temple first..."
Tang Changsheng put away the White Jade Alchemy Furnace and gazed at the Divine Temple, deep in thought as he gave the order.
Having seen Tang Changsheng dispatch the enemy commander with ease, the Lower River Ghost Army was utterly convinced of his strength. His order was obeyed at once.
Yuan Wu sent only half his forces after the fugitives. The other half stayed to destroy the Third Divine Temple.
Meanwhile, Ademoa, who had only just closed his eyes, opened them again. "Argus was useless. He let the enemy reach the Divine Temple... Good thing I made other arrangements there. If I'd relied on him, we'd be finished..."
Strange cries suddenly rang out from the Third Divine Temple. Just as the Lower River Ghost Soldiers were about to charge in and tear it down, monsters with human heads and serpentine bodies burst from its pillars, its roof, and even its depths.
Each monster was human only down to the chest. Below that trailed a snake's body several meters long, making them a terrifying sight.
They surged out and swung the weapons in their hands, cutting down more than a dozen Ghost Soldiers. Then they lowered their heads and spat Poison Fire, melting