Qian Feng had barely finished speaking when the mastiff dog-beast suddenly let out a piercing howl. After a moment of silence, it was ready to erupt.

Chen Hao's gaze was then drawn to the beast, as he saw a purple seal appearing on the abdomen of the mastiff dog-beast. Subsequently, ancient runes on the seal crumbled, and a striking purple light spread from it.

In the instant between closing and reopening his eyes, an ancient Yin Qi had already filled the air around him.

"Awoo!" The roar of the mastiff dog-beast was filled with unprecedented enormous energy as it rose to its feet like a lion awakening from slumber.

Chen Hao saw its body growing larger, and the numerous sword cuts on its body were healing.

After shaking its body, the beast lowered its head to look down upon the more than ten thousand soldiers below. After a few seconds of being dazed, its face suddenly became ferocious, and then it let out an ear-splitting roar at the soldiers below.

"Ah!" The more than ten thousand soldiers below screamed in agony, hastily covering their ears with their hands.

"Ah, Chen Hao." Lin Huashan beside Chen Hao felt the same.

Subsequently, the mastiff dog-beast let out several more roars. After a few roars, the soldiers below had collapsed in pain, unable to endure any longer.

At that moment, Chen Hao was dumbstruck. The unleashed Spiritual Power of the Ghost King had reached a level that left him speechless. He finally deeply understood why Ye Yuqiao had said that only by mastering Nether King's Power could one defeat the Ghost King.

A whistling sound, like a raging wind, arose as the mastiff dog-beast broke through the Sword Array and charged towards the high skies, surrounded by five black streams of Nether King's Power.

Such a mastiff dog-beast was nearly unstoppable!

Fortunately, the beast's gaze no longer fixated on Chen Hao, but instead, it rampaged, howled, and tumbled through the skies like a rabid dog just released.

Chen Hao suddenly remembered Ye Yuqiao had once told him that even the Ghost King could not control the Nether Souls' power that flowed into his body. Thus, after the seal was broken, the Ghost King had lost consciousness.

After a while, the mastiff vanished into the sky. The lingering presence of Nether Souls from the beast took a long time to disperse.

Using Nether Vision, Chen Hao's eyes followed the beast until, in the southwest of the Dark Wind Hills, he inadvertently discovered that soldiers of the Ghost King Battalion who had fled in total disarray the night before were regrouping, seemingly preparing to strike again soon.

After learning of this, Chen Hao quickly informed Qian Feng.

Upon hearing this, Qian Feng invited Chen Hao and Lin Huashan to the tent to discuss matters.

While the three were on their way to the tent, Ye Yuqiao woke up in the Nether Acupoint.

"Chen Hao, I'm awake," Ye Yuqiao sent a secret message to Chen Hao.

"Yuqiao, how are you feeling?" Chen Hao was very concerned.

"I'm fine, it's just that I've used up all the Nether King's Power, and I need to, need to cultivate again." Ye Yuqiao didn't finish her sentence, her tone becoming shy towards the end.

Chen Hao smiled and then changed the subject abruptly, "Yuqiao, the Ghost King was just here!"

"What!" Ye Yuqiao was very surprised.

After that, Chen Hao followed Qian Feng and Lin Huashan while recalling in his mind the events that had just transpired.

After learning through the connection of the Nether King's Heart all that had happened, Ye Yuqiao remarked with emotion, "Luckily, after the Ghost King broke the seal, he had already lost consciousness, otherwise you would have been in great danger just now."

"Just now, the spiritual power emanating from his body was so strong it was beyond description," Chen Hao said with lingering fear, "I must quickly master the Nether King's Power to defeat him!"

Ye Yuqiao hummed in response, and after a pause, she said with a downcast tone, "Chen Hao, you should discuss matters with Qian Feng, I'll continue to rest."

"Alright!"

At that time, Chen Hao had already followed Qian Feng and Lin Huashan into the tent.

After pouring Chen Hao a cup of hot tea, Qian Feng said expressionlessly, "It won't be long before the Ghost King regains his senses, and it's very likely he will personally lead his army to attack us. Given the current situation, we won't be able to hold out for long."

"So you're planning to retreat to Wind Shelter Valley?"

"It would be best if you could persuade that Nether King to compromise and form an alliance with me. This is the best outcome for both you and me," said Qian Feng.

Chen Hao's face showed a touch of displeasure; he really didn't want to take advantage of Ye Yuqiao's liking for her Nether Soul Body to agree to compromise.

"If they agree to ally, we'll set off westward immediately, and it would be best if they could send tens of thousands of troops to meet with us. With this, the Ghost King would not attack us, given the less than one hundred thousand soldiers on the Dark Wind Hills," Qian Feng added.

After seriously considering for a while, Chen Hao said, "It's just dawn now, and I guess she hasn't woken up yet. I'll try to persuade her later."

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The warm sun rose in the east, its white light gradually dispelling the darkness, yet it was unable to stop the trend of the snow falling heavier and heavier.

After destroying dozens of hills in the southern part of the Dark Wind Hills, the unconscious Ghost King finally collapsed in the snow. When he woke up a short while later, he immediately used a spell to reseal the Nether Soul power within his body.

Looking at the mountains he had destroyed all around him, he felt a slight sense of guilt. Then, dragging his weary body, he started off in the direction of Netherworld City.

After speeding through the air for a while, the Ghost King saw the more than seventy thousand soldiers in the forest below, led by the spirit of King Wumeng. However, it was just the thought-soul of King Wumeng.

Feeling the strong spiritual power emanating from the Ghost King, the thought-soul of King Wumeng, who was leading the great army northward, instantly transformed into hundreds of blood-red crows and flew in front of the Ghost King.

"Ghost King, I am currently leading the great army northward to meet with you," explained the thought-soul of King Wumeng to the Ghost King.

The Ghost King's eyes narrowed sharply, and he fell into deep thought. After a while, he looked at King Wumeng and said, "I just clashed with Chen Hao and Qian Feng. Although I did not manage to kill Chen Hao, I still severely wounded more than ten thousand of their soldiers. Attacking them now, catching them off guard, indeed presents an opportunity that comes once in a millennium."

"But!" The thought-soul of King Wumeng hesitated upon seeing the exhausted look on the Ghost King's face.

"I'm fine," said the Ghost King, "I just unsealed a seal within my body, so I'm feeling a bit tired."

Startled at first, King Wumeng then transformed back into a group of blood-red crows and descended back to the snow-covered ground, before ordering the seventy thousand troops to hasten their march northward.

Half an hour later, the seventy thousand-strong army arrived at the central part of the Dark Wind Hills, where a scout soldier from the front lines hurried back, bringing news of the Qian Li allied forces advancing towards Sunset Pass.

Upon learning of this, the Ghost King immediately ordered all the troops to halt their march.

"It seems they are about to form an alliance," the Ghost King mused to the thought-soul of King Wumeng.

"Hurry back to Netherworld City and inform your true self to lead all the troops within Netherworld City to Sunset Pass!"

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