The general roared, his bearing imposing.
Yet from the Xiqi army formation opposite him, a Daoist with a chilling aura flew out as well.
The Daoist produced a black banner and gave it a gentle shake. Countless ferocious ghosts and wronged souls howled forth, instantly engulfing the Great Shang general.
Piercing screams rang out. In mere moments, the Golden Immortal general had been gnawed down to nothing but a skeleton, which fell from the sky.
"Ha ha ha! Great Shang's fate is exhausted! Why don't you surrender at once?!"
The Xiqi Daoist laughed wildly, his methods exceedingly cruel.
Such scenes played out continuously along the border stretching for tens of thousands of miles.
The immortal cultivators thrown into battle by both sides rose from Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals to Mystic Immortals and Golden Immortals, their levels growing ever higher.
But everyone knew that this was merely an appetizer.
Those who would truly determine the course of the war were the beings standing at higher levels.
Chaoge, Human Emperor Hall.
Di Xin wore a Black Dragon Robe and a Ping Tian Crown as he quietly listened to the generals below report on the situation at the front.
Not a ripple disturbed his expression.
"Large numbers of demons and devil cultivators practicing wicked arts have appeared among the Xiqi forces. Our troops have suffered grievous casualties."
"Grand Tutor Wen Zhong has already led the immortal masters of Jie Teachings to the front, but it seems cultivators from Clarify Teachings and Western Teachings are also secretly aiding the enemy."
After hearing this, Di Xin merely waved a hand indifferently.
"I understand."
He raised his head, his gaze seeming to pierce through the palace roof and land upon distant Xiqi.
"Ji Fa, do you think gathering a few demons, devils, ghosts, and monsters