The Undying Army Attacks! Everyone on the Continent Fears for Their Safety!
As Bibi Dong's voice rang out, the once peaceful City of Wrongful Death suddenly erupted into chaos.
Streaks of yin energy shot into the sky.
Outside the city walls, countless ghostly figures emerged from the dark clouds.
They were clad in ghostly armor, wielded various weapons, and had eerie blue flames burning in their eyes.
Some are so tall that they resemble a moving small mountain.
Some were agile, wielding long knives, and surrounded by a chilling aura.
Others have ghostly wings on their backs, hovering in mid-air, overlooking the entire City of Wrongful Death.
These ghosts came from all corners of the Douluo Continent.
Some were ordinary people who were oppressed to death by nobles, some were Soul Master who died unjustly, and some were ghosts who suffered unfair treatment in life and still harbored resentment after death.
They were once the weak, beings who were trampled upon at will.
But now, under the power of the Underworld, they have acquired entirely new identities.
The Netherworld Legion!
Their souls, having been cleansed and strengthened by the power of Meng Po, are now able to maintain stable physical forms under the nourishment of Yin energy.
As long as their very essence is not completely destroyed, ordinary injuries are unlikely to truly kill them.
Such an army, placed on the Douluo Continent, would be an absolutely terrifying force.
Moreover, they were not undisciplined wandering ghosts.
Under Bibi Dong's leadership, the Netherworld Legion had a clear organizational structure and operational objectives.
They knew where they were supposed to go.
They also knew what kind of enemies they would be facing.
"Meng Po!"
We are willing to fight for the Underworld!
"I am willing to seek justice for those who died unjustly!"
The sounds converged, transforming into a surging, dark tide.
Bibi Dong stood atop the city wall, her robes fluttering in the wind.
Her gaze swept over the massive army, and finally she raised her arm.
"Attack!"
"Clean up the continent!"
"All those who oppress the people, harm the innocent, and trample on life with their power will be subject to judgment!"
As soon as the order was given, the Netherworld Legion sprang into action.
Above the sky, countless ghostly figures transformed into a black torrent, sweeping in all directions.
On the ground, Ghost Army marched in different directions to various parts of the continent.
A chilling wind howled, and will-o'-the-wisps filled the sky.
Above the City of Wrongful Death, it seemed as if a long river of souls was spreading across the entire Douluo Continent.
Bibi Dong stood still, gazing in the direction the Ghost Army had gone.
She knew that from this day forward, the Douluo Continent would no longer be peaceful.
And the sky screen displayed this expedition in its entirety before everyone.
Douluo Continent, major cities.
When countless people saw the images in the sky, they were immediately shaken.
"They're here!"
Bibi Dong is really back!
"My God, are those the Ghost Army from the Underworld?"
"That's way too many!"
In the town, ordinary people looked up at the Netherworld Legion in the sky, their faces filled with shock.
Those who had suffered oppression from the nobility, in particular, felt an indescribable surge of emotion.
They certainly knew what the Ghost Army meant.
That was an army made up of dead souls!
Moreover, many of these dead souls were killed by nobles.
Now that they have regained their power, they finally have the opportunity to seek justice for themselves.
"OK!"
"This should have been done a long time ago!"
"Those nobles usually act arrogantly and domineeringly because of their status as Soul Master. Now, finally someone can teach them a lesson!"
"Isn't the Underworld always judging the wicked? This time, I'm afraid those who are hiding won't be able to escape either!"
The murmurs among the crowd grew louder and louder.
For these ordinary people, the attack of the Ghost Army did not mean disaster.
Instead, they saw hope.
In the past, they often had no choice but to swallow their anger when faced with the oppression of the nobility.
Even if a loved one is murdered or their property is seized, it is difficult to find someone who can uphold justice for them.
Now the Underworld has appeared.
Zhong Tian is in charge of the trial, Black and White Impermanence is in charge of extradition, and Meng Po is in charge of reincarnation.
Now, Bibi Dong is leading the Netherworld Legion in an attack.
What does this mean?
This means that those who were once high and mighty will finally have to pay the price for their actions!
Of course, not everyone is happy about this.
In some noble territories, the atmosphere has become unusually oppressive.
The gates of the mansions were tightly shut, and the guards, armed, watched the sky with tense expressions.
Many nobles even summoned their family's Soul Master to discuss countermeasures.
Damn it!
"Bibi Dong actually led the Ghost Army out to fight!"
"What is she trying to do? Does she intend to turn the entire continent into the territory of the Underworld?"
By what right does she judge us?
"We are nobles of the Douluo Continent!"
These people became increasingly agitated as they spoke.
In their view, they have controlled land and wealth for generations and have the support of Soul Master families, so they should enjoy a status far superior to that of ordinary people.
As for those who were oppressed by them in the past?
They were just some insignificant commoners.
Who cares whether they live or die?
But now, the Underworld insists on interfering!
Moreover, they even dispatched such a massive Ghost Army.
This undoubtedly touched the most sensitive nerve of all those who benefit from the system.
Some people began packing their belongings, preparing to flee to other territories.
Some people urgently contacted their family allies, hoping to unite and resist together.
Others turned their gaze to the heavens, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the reaction of the Divine Realm.
They have realized that it is impossible for a single family to contend with the Underworld.
We must unite! We must form an alliance!
Just as various parts of the mainland were thrown into turmoil by the Ghost Army's attack, Yu Xiaogang finally began his own operation.
Inside a secluded council chamber for nobles.
Dozens of noble representatives gathered together.
They came from different kingdoms and duchies, and some were local lords supported by Soul Grandmaster families.
In the past, these people may have had conflicts of interest with each other.
The struggle over land, minerals, Soul Master resources, and even the ownership of a city can escalate into fierce conflict.
But now, they have a common enemy.
The Underworld!
This sense of crisis reached its peak, especially after Bibi Dong led the Ghost Army into battle.
Yu Xiaogang stood in the center of the council hall, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
His face was somewhat solemn, but he had already begun to plan his next move.
If these nobles are willing to unite, he will be able to use their power to establish the foundation of the God Alliance on the Douluo Continent.
At that time, we will make contact with the Divine Realm again.
With the gods of the Divine Realm as their backing, they might not be unable to stop Bibi Dong.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and then spoke.
"Everyone!"
"You should have already seen the images on the sky."
"Bibi Dong has returned to the Douluo Continent and is leading the Underworld Ghost Army into action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion broke out in the council chamber.
Yu Xiaogang ignored the crowd's reactions and continued speaking:
"She keeps saying she wants to cleanse evil, but is she really only thinking about ordinary people?"
"Today, she was able to lead the Ghost Army into a noble territory."
"Tomorrow, we will be able to extend the hand of judgment to everyone present!"
"If we continue to fight individually, we will eventually be defeated one by one by the Underworld!"
He suddenly raised his voice, his gaze becoming sharp.
Therefore, we must unite!
"Form God Alliance!"
"With the power of the Divine Realm, we will fight against the Underworld!"
"Come quickly! We must unite and kill that bastard Bibi Dong, who allowed the Ghost Army to wreak havoc on the continent!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice echoed in the hall.
These words are precisely the slogan he most wants to convey at this moment.
For Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong's return was no longer a simple threat, but a sword hanging over his head.
He had no way out.
They dared not wait any longer.
Upon hearing these words, the expressions on the faces of the noble representatives present gradually changed.
Some clenched their fists, some looked angry, and others began to whisper among themselves.
They were well aware of just how terrifying Bibi Dong's Ghost Army was.
But they also knew that if the Underworld really extended the judgment to the entire continent, everything they had in the past could be wiped out.
Since that's the case, why not take a gamble!
"That's right!"
"We cannot sit idly by and wait to die!"
"We must unite!"
"Since the gods of the Divine Realm are willing to stand with us, then we still have a chance!"
One voice after another rang out.
The nobles, who had previously maintained some distance from each other, were now showing an unprecedented level of understanding.
They finally found a common target to fight against.
Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At least, things are going in the direction he hoped for.
However, he was unaware that the Netherworld Legion in the sky had already begun its march to various parts of the continent.
Bibi Dong's return signifies far more than just the deployment of a Ghost Army.
A purge sweeping across the entire Douluo Continent has begun!
Those who thought they could escape trial by virtue of their noble status will soon realize that...
The Ghost Army of the Underworld has arrived!