Fighting Their Way into the Great Hall

The battle in the area of the traversing space tree chairs is not over.

Zhang Xuezhou rushed off, while the Emperor charged into the lair of the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

There are indeed few battles in the world that allow for complete preparation; most battles come unexpectedly.

Zhang Xuezhou's preparations were extremely inadequate, but he discovered that luck truly produced incredible mysteries.

He couldn't predict the outcome of his battle against the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, but Zhang Xuezhou currently held a significant advantage.

"Kill the heretics, charge in!"

He used the Yin Entity Tracking Technique the spirits of the dead to guide them forward into the main hall.

Putting aside the killing power of these dead souls, if there are enough of them, they can fill the main hall, thus providing a large enough safe space to avoid Zhang Xuezhou being hit on the head if he enters the main hall.

"Committee Member Ren, have you met the owner of this place?"

The Pillar of Dead Souls is very long, stretching for twenty miles.

The column tapers upwards, making it easier to climb, but the higher you climb, the more frightening it becomes.

Especially the Pillar of Dead Souls, where countless dead souls roar and chant.

If one is unfamiliar with the language of the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, it is a huge noise to humans.

After climbing to the top of the Pillar of Souls, Badun sat on the ground and rested for a full minute without saying a word.

A minute is a short time, but pausing for even a minute in the face of battle is a fatal flaw. Badun adjusted his physical state as quickly as possible, his heart sinking deeper and deeper, unable to guess what kind of fiery meteor creature he was about to face.

He looked at Ren Anran, whose body was covered in mottled golden light, and then his eyes looked unnaturally towards the area below the Pillar of Death Souls.

There was a Ren Anran in front of him, and there was also a Ren Anran among the clay figure remains at the bottom of the Soul Pillar.

If it weren't for this fight, Badun wouldn't have known that Ren Anran had the ability to turn one person into two, which almost made Badun think that Ren Anran was some kind of special fire meteor creature.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou is even more terrifying.

The other party is actually commanding the fire meteor creatures here.

While climbing the Pillar of Souls, Badun slapped himself three times, finally realizing that he wasn't being misled by Ren Yisheng and his group's mental combat techniques, but was genuinely experiencing these things.

When his gaze fell, Badun could still see Ren Yisheng occasionally grabbing the Soul Pillar with his grappling hook and then flying upwards a short Ren Yisheng.

Each time Ren Yisheng flew upwards, he would ascend by a hundred meters. Just thinking about how Ren Yisheng had previously treated him perfunctorily with his single-unit aircraft made Badun's liver ache terribly.

If he hadn't come, how would he have known that the Scarlet Alliance State were hiding so much?

At this moment, he was extremely cautious and conservative in questioning Ren Anran, showing none of the demeanor of a leader who was ranked first among all nations.

"I haven't seen him before," Ren Anran shook her head and said, "We didn't run into him last time we came here!"

"Committee Member Little Zhang seems to know him very well," Badun said.

"Seizing the Dingkui, the Qinmeng Secret Stone, and the Scepter are all ways to break the erosion by the creatures of the Fire Meteor. I hope Lord Badun will fully cooperate," Ren Anran said in a deep voice. "Otherwise, our world will never have peace again!"

"Of course I'll give it my all!"

Badun, leaning on his long stick, observed intently with a serious expression.

"Not many people can make it up!"

As Badun kept observing the location where the dead souls rushed in, he saw Ren Yisheng leap up and stomp his way up.

Under the breathing mask, Ren Yisheng's face was also pale, and his condition was not much better than Badun's.

While some like them managed to reach the top of the Pillar of Dead Souls, many others didn't even have the qualification to quickly enter this area.

By the time Changkong Yinghao and the others arrived, the battle might have already ended.

"The number of people isn't the key point; the key point is how to fight and how to win," Badun said solemnly. "I've never seen such a fire meteor creature before; its level is much higher than Qin Meng's two flying tigers!"

"Just listen to Xuezhou and protect him as much as possible," Ren Yisheng said breathlessly.

Is that so?

Zhang Xuezhou was reluctant to speak, while Ren Anran offered her full assistance, and Ren Yisheng pointed out the core issue.

This is a contest between Zhang Xuezhou and ' Hongku '. The main characters are not these masters of the sequence, but Zhang Xuezhou cannot lose. This group of people will continue to cooperate with Zhang Xuezhou as the center.

Of course, if Zhang Xuezhou loses, Ren Yisheng's knife will turn around and slash at Zhang Xuezhou without hesitation.

"Get ready to go in!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou slightly lift his foot, Ren Anran immediately stepped in front of him, Ren Yisheng quickly made a hand gesture.

"Everything I see is under my control!"

Badun pursed his lips and spoke solemnly, a faint black light emanating from his body. He drew a circle with his long staff and then followed closely behind Zhang Xuezhou.

"It's a pity I never entered the Ninth Sequence!"

Ren Yisheng sighed softly, and a mental storm began to emerge in his palm.

Seeing Ren Anran disappear into the empty space, Zhang Xuezhou followed, Badun cautiously entered, Ren Yisheng rushed in after him.

This is bound to be a battle opportunity. Zhang Xuezhou is in control of the battle rhythm, but there aren't many people who can keep up with that rhythm right now.

Fortunately, even if Changkong Yinghao, Li Qi, and the others hadn't rushed in, their defeat of the mud figures under the Death Soul Pillar would still have been beneficial.

A fleeting thought crossed his mind, Ren Yisheng strode forward, a dark red palace appeared before him.

Before he could even get a good look around, Ren Anran, who was blocking the way, let out a muffled groan.

"Hey!"

Ren Yisheng rebuked him, a mental storm swept out from his palm.

Ren Yisheng conducted tests and found that knives, swords, and guns had no effect on these dead souls, but attacks based on mental manipulation could have a devastating effect.

If he possesses the domain ability of the Ninth Sequence, the area within his mental domain will become a forbidden zone for dead souls.

He had vaguely figured out some directions, but ultimately lacked both time and ability, and could only rely on his control to push forward the attack.

The mental storm swept forward, lifting a red priest's robe before piercing the head of the red-skinned undead, revealing a white skull.

"As long as the void remains, I shall endure forever!"

The undead screamed, frantically flipping through the pages of the book it held, but as two armored undead crawled in and out of its head, the undead's body rapidly collapsed.

Ren Yisheng, who defeated his enemy in one move, showed no sign of joy.

Ahead of them stood hundreds of these red-skinned undead dressed in priestly robes.

Chains emerged from behind these red-skinned undead, piercing through the bodies of the undead controlled by Zhang Xuezhou, easily penetrating these undead who had fought to the top, and then turning into specks of light.

Chains were also chasing a female undead spirit with wings of light and shadow that kept shifting and changing positions above the main hall.

As they crawled in, the chains inevitably turned towards them.

The golden light emanating from Ren Anran was standing at the forefront, kept flashing and then dimming and disappearing.

Without the residual Xuan Qi armor from Xuanming, these chains would have been enough to turn a person into a beehive in the blink of an eye.

"As long as the void remains, I shall endure forever!"

"Those who believe in me will have eternal life!"

Ren Yisheng glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, who, with Ren Anran's help, steadied himself and Zhang Xuezhou as he recited those words that bewitched the dead.

Zhang Xuezhou's repeated appeals were not without effect.

Some of the red-skinned undead wearing priestly robes continued to relentlessly command the chains to attack, while others became bewildered, and a small number began to attack haphazardly around them.

"You did a great job! You actually managed to turn my most loyal priesthood against us!"

The sound of gritted teeth came from the very front of the hall, and only then did Ren Yisheng glimpse through the crack a throne radiating starlight.

On the throne sat a gray clay figure, three zhang tall, looking down at everything below like a deity enshrined in a temple.