The ghost tide seemed endless, churning without cease.
Twelve Void-Breaking Cloudships formed a battle array, plowing a stretch of pure land through the Azure Jade Heaven Tier. Wherever they passed, ghosts and demons scattered.
"Left flank, third mark! Die for your granddaddy, you ugly bastards!" Yun Tianluo's excited roar rang through the communication formation, brimming with savage fighting spirit!
A moon-white figure shot out from the flagship's flank! He swung the Eight Trigrams Crescent-Blade Axe in a full arc, azure light blazing like a meteor crashing to earth!
Boom!
Where the axe's force swept past, dozens of Filth Spirits turned to ash and smoke. Three ghost generals hiding among the horde, about to spew poisonous flames, were forced to reveal themselves, their soul bodies shuddering violently.
"Bao Jian!" Yun Qing called softly. Once Yun Tianluo switched into his "granddaddy of all things" state, Yun Qing never expected him to spare any attention for command.
"Understood." Yun Baojian kept it brief. His sword light, blue as autumn waters, swept out and precisely pierced the soul cores in the three ghost generals' throats.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
With three soft sounds, the ghost generals stiffened, then dissolved into billowing black smoke.
[United in battle, slaying evil and subduing demons. Reward: 1,500 strands of merit, three Netherworld Soul Crystals.]
The Dao voice of the "orthodox system" rang out simultaneously in Yun Tianluo's and Yun Baojian's seas of consciousness. The ranking marks on their foreheads brightened slightly, and the wondrous sensation of their linked fortunes grew clearer.
"Decent teamwork." Yun Tianluo drew back his axe with a smile and landed gracefully, once more the picture of a gentle young gentleman, as though that wildly flailing creature a moment ago had not been him.
Yun Baojian nodded coolly and continued keeping a vigilant watch