Zhang Mo roared with rage, exerting all his might, attempting to summon Hell, mobilizing its Dao Power, but in the next moment, he was knocked down by a charging Huo Dou, which sprayed Demon Fire on him, nearly disintegrating his Golden Body.

He flipped over and leaped up, extinguishing the flames on his body in mid-air, let out a sharp yell, his form transforming into several thousand feet, only to see the juvenile Huo Dou attacking with the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler, confronting him head-on in a clash of brute force.

The man and the dog collided tens of times mid-air, as fast as lightning and sparks.

Suddenly, the Huo Dou muttered incantations, with blood and flesh growing from its neck and sides, revealing three heads and six arms, and the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler split into three, drastically increasing its attack speed.

"Clang!"

Zhang Mo failed to block it, and was struck on the head with a stick, shattering his Golden Body instantly.

The Huo Dou struck again, shattering his Primordial Spirit, then immediately landing and sprinting, chasing after other Huo Dou.

These twenty-some Huo Dou were rampaging through the first layer of Hell, spewing Demon Fire along the way, turning approaching Ghost Gods to ashes, or springing up close for short-range strikes, slaying the Ghost Gods that came to kill them, or teaming up in pairs, biting the arms and legs of road-blocking Ghost Gods, tearing the opponents apart!

They charged directly, swiftly arriving at the Ghost Gate of the second layer of Hell, which exploded with a thunderous bang as they shattered it!

In the Mortal World, Ju Province.

"Pop."

A crisp sound rang out as Chen Tang opened the box, and thirty-seven Fu Shen Tianji flew out, like thirty-seven eight-armed Heavenly Gods, proficient in various talismanic magic, spells, close combat, whether it be metal, wood, water, fire, wind, rain, thunder, or lightning, and earth, sea, mountain, and marsh, every spell released from their hands was as standard as Grandmaster Level existence.

Swords, spears, sabers, halberds, archery arrays were also equally skillfully executed by them. Sometimes forming arrays in groups of two or three, sometimes separating, smashing through everything in their path, killing their way into Ju Province City!

Behind them, the Eastern Factory Jinyi Guards army was closing in, they were equipped with firearms, and also proficient in various Daoist skills, though often casting insidious magical divine skills, many belonging to Demon Path spells or harmful Evil Skills.

The deeds of the Eastern Factory were often shady, lacking great legacy, hence they also learned low-level spells and practiced Demon Path Skills.

The Thirteen Families originally looked down on these eunuchs, but the Zhang family descendants clashing with these eunuchs found that despite their low-level tricks being dirty, they were effective!

A large swath of Zhang Family cultivators fell, and the thirty-seven Fu Shen Tianji charged straight towards the Zhang Family, as two of Zhang Family's ancestors were awakened, the family masters emerged to face the Fu Shen Tianji. One of the ancestors, Zhang Xinqiao, knew the owner of the Fu Shen Tianji was Chen Tang, and that only by eliminating Chen Tang could the Fu Shen Tianji be eliminated, so he charged directly at Chen Tang.

Suddenly, dazzling sword light erupted, countless Sword Qi sundered across the city chaotically.

The ancestor Zhang Xinqiao narrowly avoided the sword light, almost getting slain by a sword, his heart filled with uncertainty: "Wasn't Chen Tang the most unpromising one of the Chen Family? How is he so powerful?"

As this thought crossed his mind, suddenly nine Fu Shen Tianji flew in, settled around Chen Tang, and the Ghost God Domain overlapped together.

Chen Tang breathed a sigh of relief; he was already not much weaker than Zhang Xinqiao, but with the support of nine Fu Shen Tianji, he felt significantly more assured.

Zhang Xinqiao charged again, shouting, "Fu Cheng, Fu Zheng, lend me a hand!"

Zhang Fucheng and Zhang Fuzheng immediately rushed in, when Eunuch Feng, Feng Tianhuan suddenly shot up from his wheelchair, landing before Zhang Fuzheng, laughing, "Prime Minister, please."

Zhang Fuzheng's expression turned solemn, taking a deep breath to steady his Heart Spirit, in a deep tone he said, "Please."

At this moment, Sect Master Zhang Fucheng had already burst into the ninefold Ghost God Domain, feeling his Physical Body and Primordial Spirit suddenly suppressed, then his shoulder blades, chest, throat, and brow were struck by swords; fortunately, he retreated swiftly, narrowly escaping death.

His heart sank, unable to rescue ancestor Zhang Xinqiao, he swiftly retreated, grabbing Zhang You who was still grappling with a Fu Shen Tianji, avoiding that Fu Shen, hastily saying, "Zhang You, the Zhang Family is destined for doom, escape quickly! Zhang Family descendants, take as many as you can and go! I will clear a path for you!"

Zhang You was shocked, following him instinctively, while Zhang Fucheng slew his way towards the city outskirts, forcing back one Fu Shen after another, saving one Zhang Family descendant after another.

Yet curiously, those Fu Shen always gathered and dispersed in threes and twos, managing to spread out as Zhang Fucheng prepared lethal strikes, evading his fatal blows, while always able to regroup when he covered their retreat, inflicting further wounds on Zhang Fucheng.

"These Fu Shen intend to gradually wear down the Sect Master!"

Zhang You's heart shivered, Chen Yindou's creation of the Fu Shen Tianji had shocked the world, the Thirteen Families studied this peculiar creation, knowing Fu Shen were strong but had low intelligence, equivalent to eight or nine-year-old children.

"Which means, there is someone secretly controlling these Fu Shen, allowing them to manage the entire battlefield while being able to deal damage to the Sect Master!"

Nervous shock surged in Zhang You's heart as he fled outside, while observing his surroundings.

He noticed that the Eastern Factory Jinyi Guards were also deliberate in their advance and retreat, following some kind of mysterious pattern, clearly guided by someone with superior intelligence!

"This person is certainly not Chen Tang. Chen Tang is thorough and prudent, good at planning, but overly cautious, doing everything anxiously, treading on thin ice. Yet the one controlling the battlefield is daring yet careful, flexible and dynamic, annihilating my Zhang Family's vital forces silently!"

He felt a chilling sensation, the person's tactical methods were remarkably superior, planning to remove the Zhang Family with minimal sacrifice!

The methods gave him a familiar feeling, involuntarily bringing an image to his mind.

"But he has already been destroyed along with the Upper Realm..."

Zhang Fucheng finally ushered them out of Ju Province City, but immediately fell into a siege surrounded by more than ten Fu Shen Tianji.

"Let's go!" Zhang You gritted his teeth.

He led the people away swiftly, his mind racing with thoughts.

"As long as he is killed, the Eastern Factory and Fu Shen Tianji will lose their control over the battlefield, greatly increasing our Zhang Family's chances of survival. But where is he hiding?"

At that moment, he suddenly saw a portal formed by a Heavenly Court Token.

Zhang You's eyes lit up, he immediately flew into that portal, greeted by a sky filled with eyes, and countless fragmented Primordial Spirits!

The faces of those Primordial Spirits were precisely Yang Bi's.

He anticipated that the one controlling the battlefield at Ju Province would definitely be Yang Bi, just didn't expect that Yang Bi simultaneously controlled the battlefields of the Gu Family and Xia Family.

"Yang Bi, it's truly you!"

Zhang You charged with lethal intent towards Yang Bi, his aura growing stronger, said in a somber tone, "I sensed an invisible person controlling the whole Ju Province battlefield, proficient beyond imagination. Among people I know, only you could accomplish this. Yang Bi, you are also born from a Family, why do you strike such a poisonous blow against my Zhang Family?"

Yang Bi controlled the situation of the three battlefields without any slip, still able to talk to him, saying: "I obey the instructions of the thirteen ancestors, to fight against Despair Slope, and was defeated by Zhong Wuwang. Following the destruction of the Upper Realm, the Thirteen Families became useless and rather an obstacle to eradicating Despair Slope. Zhang You, your talent is remarkable, you are among the few in the Thirteen Families that I acknowledge."

He glanced at Zhang You, said, "True King is your classmate, you both sat the imperial exams together, with this sentiment, if you surrender, the new dynasty will certainly have a position for you."

Zhang You shook his head, said "I have already instructed Chen Zhaoyuan, should we meet on the battlefield, he shall not hold back. I am willing to exchange my life for the safety of my Zhang Family! Yang Bi, we are evenly matched, but you are controlling three battlefields at present, you will certainly die by my hand!"

At this moment, a cough came from behind.

Zhang You's body turned rigid, struggling to turn his head.

Thousands of Red Mountain Hall Talisman Masters filled his vision, in front of these Talisman Masters were Dragon Traveling Wanderer, Lady Shao, and other Demi Immortals.

Qing Yang was wielding the Purple and Green Dual Qi Ring, looping it around his neck, swinging his neck, gazing at him with a peculiar look.

Beside Qing Yang stood dozens of Ghost Clan experts of Mahayana Realm stature.

A sense of despair surged.

Zhang You struggled to say, "Brother Yang, Zhang You shall not surrender!"

Yang Bi gently nodded, said, "I ask which elder to see him off. Brother Zhang, farewell in this lifetime. In another life, do not be born in a Family."

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