"We found another ancient corpse. Come with me for a while."

On that day, Lingwei suddenly approached Song Lin.

"You found it?"

"That's right, this time, the Great Sun World Venerable personally ordered it."

Lingwei Buddha didn't say much more, directly summoning the higher-ups and thirty million troops.

Everyone either rode on auspicious clouds or traveled on treasure rafts, golden bowls, and Buddha Light.

The transport capacity of the Harmonization Level is extremely exaggerated, transporting a million people at once is not a problem.

This time, they brought thirty Harmonizations along with Lingwei, a Heavenly Immortal.

Harmonization commandeers a million people, also known as a million Divine Generals and protectors.

Led by a Heavenly Immortal, with thirty million Buddha Soldiers following, it can indeed be considered an extravagant campaign.

After all, besides Heavenly Immortals, other powers in the void cannot survive; they must rely on certain Magic Artifacts.

Therefore, the amount of force a power can deploy in the void also measures its strength and weakness.

Thirty million troops are definitely not weak.

Generally, world wars are not fought with a group of people slaughtering in the Great Thousand Void, as the risk is too great. Once caught in the void's turbulent currents, there's no chance of survival.

Usually, the Great Powers of the Heavenly Court open passages and send forces to the small thousand or Medium Thousand universes for war.

Among the thirty Harmonizations, Song Lin and two other Bodhisattvas acted as deputies.

They grandly set out for the void.

The void is vast; thirty million people can't stir up much trouble. In the vast void, they're just the difference between a star and a grain of dust.

Under normal circumstances, it's hard to be detected.

However, to maintain secrecy, Lingwei Buddha used a Secret Technique to mask everyone's aura.

Lingwei proceeded to the target location according to the Great Sun World Venerable's instructions.

He kept his mouth shut tightly, not revealing the precise coordinates.

This made it impossible for Song Lin to notify Mao Zhong to intercept in advance.

Nevertheless, he still needed to notify Mao Zhong, so he'd be prepared.

In the Palace of the Polestar, Song Lin walked out of the pill room, broke through the void in one step, and walked to the troops all carrying the Netherworld Lantern.

"There's news of another ancient corpse, but we still don't know where. Lingwei is very tight-lipped, never revealing specific locations."

"If it's truly my brothers, I'll sense it if we get close," Mao Zhong said.

"That's good. I'll give you a position in real-time. Stay far behind and be cautious not to bring too many people. Use the Netherworld Lantern to travel; it's more concealed this way."

"Alright."

Mao Zhong went back to pack his things, called Lin Zhen and another eight Heavenly Masters, and the two Harmonizations Guu Yuchan and Wang Ziyue from the Donghua Heavenly Court joined, forming a formation of two Heavenly Immortals and ten Harmonizations.

The Taoist Soldiers were Wang Ziyue's Taiji Thunder Seal, totaling ten million Ghost Soldiers.

Everyone departed, keeping their distance near Lingwei Buddha and others.

The Netherworld Lantern traversed the void silently and stealthily, possessing sufficient concealment.

Two groups, one in the open and one in the shadows, roamed the void in this way.

Song Lin became increasingly convinced that the Great Sun World Venerable must have pinpointed the exact location; on the way, Lingwei and others made no stops, heading unerringly in a certain direction.

Different from before, they had always carefully searched each location, afraid to miss any clue.

Now, without even looking, they must have surely located a specific place.

They wandered for an unknown amount of time, possibly ten years or maybe a year.

At this moment, Lingwei suddenly turned back, retracing the places they had traveled through.

"Buddha, you are...?"

Song Lin asked in confusion, hurriedly notifying Mao Zhong and the others not to face Lingwei and his group.

"You'll know soon."

Lingwei smiled faintly.

Then flew back another ten thousand miles.

They reached a void turbulence front.

Lingwei, holding a Zen Stick, forced his way in.

Everyone followed closely.

After passing through a yellow fragment, everyone felt a dizzying spin of heaven and earth. When they opened their eyes, they found themselves standing on land.

The land was desolate, devoid of life; the ashen sand lacked any nutrients.

There was only one type of plant on the land, an inky black iron tree, without branches, merely a trunk shooting towards the sky.

Upon closing his eyes, Song Lin sensed something was amiss.

This was not land, but a corpse; the iron tree was the cold hair of the corpse.

Each hair was tens of thousands of feet tall, and the whole body was unfathomably large.

"Is this the ancient starry corpse?" Song Lin looked at Lingwei.

"That's correct."

Just as Lingwei's voice fell.

Roar!!

Roar!

A series of demon roars echoed around.

Yin energy filled the sky, with ghosts and gods wailing.

Everyone looked up, seeing endless zombies, ghost children, ghost horses, dragon zombies, and other such demons and ghosts densely packed like locusts in the air.

Most of them had talismans stuck to them, which had long lost their spiritual light.

They seemed to be Daoist Soldiers of the ancient corpse, made ineffective due to its death, but their arrival reactivated these demons and ghosts.

"Prepare for battle!!"

Lingwei roared as his Zen Stick transformed into a Silver Dragon, manifesting the Vajra Method, flying upwards with the dragon.

Originally, he had an Immortal Artifact Bodhi Tree, but it was taken away by Song Lin, so now he could only use an ordinary Acquired Magical Treasure.

Ten Thousand Buddha Soldiers charged forward under the protection of Song Lin and the Harmonization Bodhisattvas.

Song Lin wielded the Bright Suppressing Ruler, striking hundreds or thousands of ghosts and zombies into ashes with a single hit.

This was a Magic Treasure he casually refined, as he couldn't use the Pure Yang Sword.

Song Lin approached a zombie, smashing its body with a single strike, then watched as a dark head spun towards the sky. He grabbed the head, examining the yellow talisman on its forehead and the restrictive patterns on the skull.

"It is indeed the Mao Mountain Dao."

With this in mind, Song Lin immediately used Divine Thought to inform Mao Zhong.

"I've found your brother. Come quickly!"

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