Golden light spread endlessly, gongs and drums shook the heavens, and thousands upon thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals surged in like a tide, scattering the demonic army into disarray.
The corpse ghouls seemed trapped in a vast ocean, constantly surrounded and annihilated.
"Aah!"
Amid a piercing scream, a massive, blue-faced, fang-toothed ghost king was cleaved apart by an enormous blade of astral force, his body and soul destroyed on the spot.
Clad in golden armor, Li Haoran strode out with imposing majesty. He tossed the Treasure Pagoda from his hand, and it swelled in the wind, swiftly drawing in the sickly green poisonous miasma and dozens of troublesome ghost slaves left behind.
As talismanic markings resembling bird tracks lit up, densely packed seals emerged, suppressing those ghost monsters completely.
"The tide has turned against us. Let's go!"
Several Core Formation experts of the Demonic Path watched the scene coldly.
They were all formidable cultivators at least on par with the former Second Chieftain and Third Chieftain of the Blood Shark Bandits. Their leader far surpassed even the Blood Shark King and possessed the power to turn a battle single-handedly.
But now, facing the righteous experts swarming toward them, even these Core Formation cultivators had to consider retreat.
Li Haoran and the others were every bit their equals. With the Heavenly Court's army riding high on morale, they could very well prevent any of them from leaving alive.
Naturally, they would not throw away their lives for this battlefield. They decisively abandoned their positions and fled into the distance.
"True Lord, they've escaped!" Everyone looked toward Li Haoran.
Li Haoran said, "Leave them be. Slaughter the demonic whelps they left behind!"
Pursuing powerful enemies carried risks. He was not afraid of falling into their trap, but he had to guard