Before the enormous gates of the Nether King Palace, countless demons and ghosts scattered across the land like flies and mosquitoes crawling over a rotting mountain of corpses.
Opposite them stretched a vast wasteland, with peaks rising among successive mountain ridges. The righteous army held its ground there, its array foundations answering one another, its restrictions dense as a forest.
Great swaths of black shadows charged through the battlefield from time to time, or the Heavenly Court's armies arrived on clouds to slaughter the enemy hosts.
Almost every moment, bones and mangled bodies fell from the sky, smashing into pulp upon the ground.
Ghostfire drifted, and blood mist swirled, carrying an unending, sinister chill.
The expeditionary army was fighting the enemy here. The immortal and demonic paths had deployed their arrays and set their armies against each other, battling fiercely for over a month, with countless casualties on both sides.
Yet the innumerable strongmen and corpse ghouls remaining on either side made it clear that this war would continue for a long time to come.
The Three True Ones of Incense Accumulation flew through the dark mass of the demon monster army, firing to either side as sharp beams burst from their fingertips, instantly dispatching the enemies attacking them.
But in the blink of an eye, another wall of flesh formed by demons and ghosts blocked their path. Thousands of corpse ghouls spat poisonous mist or unleashed divine light in a sky-covering assault, forcing even the three Nascent Soul Great Cultivators to summon their power to resist or dodge aside.
"These creatures..." After failing to break through for so long, Ye Zhen could not help frowning. He transmitted his voice to the other two. "We must reach the array platform as quickly as possible. If an enemy expert sets their