The fourth stage of the immortal platform is called the semi-saint. Judging from the aura of these ghost soldiers, these guys are most likely in this realm. As for the fifth and sixth stages, they are beyond the scope of Jiang Taixu’s understanding. In his opinion, this Hongjun Patriarch must be an extraordinary existence of the fifth, sixth, or even seventh stages!
“Your soul has already flown away, how can you still stay in the human world? Come with us.” The leader of the white-clothed ghost soldiers sat upright on a wild beast, his words were filled with supreme majesty, and were even more powerful. His eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he had no trace of human emotion.

After his cold and merciless voice fell, he casually glanced at the soul of Fairy Caiyun and moved his right hand. The pitch-black chain with a diameter of five meters suddenly clanged, and the dark surface was glowing red like blood, and the murderous aura was soaring into the sky, as if it had drunk the blood of countless creatures.

what–

Almost at the same time, Fairy Caiyun let out another shrill scream. Her soul struggled violently under the pull of the chains, her expression twisted, and she looked at Jiang Taixu with deep reluctance in her eyes. “It’s really fate that makes me unable to be with Brother Taixu in the end? But it’s good that we can still see each other.”

In endless pain, Fairy Caiyun’s soul was pulled by the chains and flew quickly towards a group of people.

“Let go of Caiyun!” Jiang Taixu’s eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted with murderous intent. With a wave of his right hand, the Hengyu Divine Furnace in the distance immediately appeared in front of him. The next moment, he placed both of his palms on the Hengyu Divine Furnace, and all the majestic divine power in his body surged out. Suddenly, the Hengyu Divine Furnace, which was made of phoenix blood and red gold, shone brightly, and a divine phoenix soared into the sky, and the phoenix’s cry shook the nine heavens and resounded through the clouds. Every feather of the divine phoenix flashed with brilliant light, containing the power to destroy the world.

“Extreme Emperor Weapon? It’s a pity that the person who activated it is only at the Divine King level, so it’s nothing to be afraid of.” The ghost soldier at the head of the white-clothed team glanced at the Hengyu Divine Furnace, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes, but that was all. There was no fear on his face, and he was as calm as water. His voice was cold and disdainful, as if he was looking at something insignificant.

“Give me back my colorful clouds!” Jiang Taixu raised his hair and controlled the Hengyu Divine Furnace to attack a group of ghost soldiers. The Divine Furnace, with its powerful momentum, cut through the void and rushed towards the ghost soldiers.

However, before the Hengyu Divine Furnace hit the ghost soldier, a flash of lightning was faster and swept across the dark chain in an instant. The lightning was like a flash of lightning, instantly illuminating the dark night sky.

Click!

As thunder roared, the dark chains that bound Fairy Caiyun instantly broke into pieces and dissipated into the void. The pieces of the chains fell like dust, as if they had never existed.

Seeing the chains break, the two teams of Yin-Yang ghost soldiers frowned at the same time, but before they could say anything, a chill suddenly surged in their hearts. This chill seemed to come from the depths of their souls, making them tremble all over.

The next moment, these ghost soldiers instinctively condensed a layer of hard armor on their bodies. Mysterious runes flashed on the armor, emitting a cold light, trying to resist the upcoming attack.

Of course, what they feared was not the Hengyu Divine Furnace that was coming, but the strange thunder force that seemed to be everywhere. This thunder force seemed to have life, wandering in the void, making it hard to understand.

Bang bang bang!
Instantly, thunder roared, and a group of ghost soldiers felt their divine power explode inexplicably from within their bodies, their internal organs seemed to be shattered. Their bodies trembled violently, and black blood spurted out of their mouths.

Afterwards, strands of power that they had never touched before flowed through their bodies. This power was like a sharp knife, cutting their bodies and souls.

Diffusion, explosion!
Dang rang rang rang——

The two teams of ghost soldiers suddenly let out miserable and sharp screams, as if they were suffering from incomparable hellish torture. Their voices resounded through the night sky, making people shudder.

a long time.

The strange energy that had corroded every cell in the body dissipated, and the pain on the faces of the sixteen ghost soldiers gradually eased. Their bodies trembled weakly, and their breaths were weak.

“It’s you! It was you who just gathered her scattered soul together again!”

“Who are you? Who are you? What you did is against the way of the world. Karma will come true, and you will be punished!” The leaders of the two teams of Yin-Yang ghost soldiers stared at Jiang Han coldly, their voices were cold, and their eyes were full of anger and fear.

“Tao? Karma?” Jiang Han smiled and waved his robe. His robe fluttered in the night wind, like a mysterious nebula. “In this world, I am Tao!” Jiang Han’s voice was firm and majestic, as if announcing his supreme status. His figure loomed in the lightning, like a god who dominated fate…

The night of the God City was already overcast by the appearance of the Yin-Yang Ghost Soldiers. At this moment, Jiang Han’s words “In this world, I am the Tao!” were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves. The faces of the two teams of ghost soldiers, which were originally gloomy due to the heavy injuries, were instantly ignited by anger. They stared at Jiang Han with wide eyes, as if they wanted to eat him alive. After looking at each other, the chains in the hands of the ghost soldiers shook violently, and the deafening sound of metal collision, like the roar of the god of death, echoed over the God City.

Jiang Han put his hands behind his back, his expression calm, his eyes like torches, coldly sweeping over the sixteen ghost soldiers, his eyes full of disdain. In his eyes, these ghost soldiers were nothing but clowns, not worth mentioning.

“Capture him!” The two leading ghost soldiers shouted, their voices like a huge bell, exploding in the night sky. The other ghost soldiers heard it and swung their chains. The dark chains pounced on Jiang Han like poisonous snakes, and ripples appeared in the space wherever they passed.

“Back off, you are no match for him.” Just as the chains were about to touch Jiang Han, a hoarse voice like a magic spell came out from the abyss. The voice was not high-pitched, but it seemed to carry some mysterious power, penetrating the dense thunder drops in the sky and clearly reaching every corner of the city, even hundreds of miles outside the city. For a moment, the whole world seemed to be frozen by this voice, and everything was silent.

In an instant, endless yin energy surged in the abyss, and a figure wrapped in yin energy slowly floated out. Strands of dark, deep, and penetrating rays of light fell from his crown, like a black waterfall, tightly protecting his body, exuding a majestic and mysterious aura.

Looking closely, this figure was particularly strange. The left half of his robe was white, and the right half was black, with distinct black and white, yet perfectly blended. In his hand, he held a large brush, the tip of which was made of the hair of an unknown ancient beast, also showing a strange color of half white and half black.

“Mr. Judge!” Upon seeing the newcomer, the two teams of ghost soldiers immediately bowed in unison, with a hint of joy on their faces. In their hearts, the arrival of the judge was undoubtedly a shot in the arm. No matter who the other party was, they had to follow them back to the underworld. Rumble, rumble, rumble—

The figure called the Judge by the ghost soldiers slowly floated into the air. When he was suspended at the same height as Jiang Han, a human-shaped virtual image suddenly appeared behind him, with the sky above his head and the earth under his feet. The virtual image was filled with golden light, and its body was towering into the clouds, reaching the nine heavens above and stepping on the nine netherworlds below. The terrifying aura it exuded made people shudder. This aura looked down on the world, and the majestic posture was intimidating. Even the power of the emperor generated by Jiang Taixu’s activating the Hengyu Divine Furnace was instantly annihilated in front of it, like a candle encountering the scorching sun.

In an instant, the entire divine city was shrouded in this powerful feeling of oppression. The air seemed to freeze and it was suffocating, as if a great emperor had really been resurrected!

“Who… who is he? This aura that penetrates the sky, could he be the emperor?” A young monk’s voice trembled, and the magic weapon in his hand began to shake.

“Yin Yang Pen, he is the Yin Yang judge who controls life and death!” A white-haired old man, his eyes filled with fear and awe, said in a trembling voice.

“Yin and Yang Ghost Soldiers, Yin and Yang Judges… they actually exist! Are we really going to hell and reincarnate after we die?” Someone in the crowd exclaimed, his voice filled with despair and fear.

In the city of gods, a group of monks looked up at the huge virtual image standing between heaven and earth, their bodies trembling and their legs weak. They had never felt such a strong sense of oppression, as if their fate was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand at this moment.

“Oh no, this guy is so powerful that he is far more powerful than that old madman who has lived for more than 6,000 years! I hope the ancestor can’t kill him.” The fat Taoist Duan De swallowed his saliva, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down, and his face was full of worry.

“No, the ancestor is so powerful, he is the one who discussed the Dao with the ancestors!” Ji Ziyue bit her lower lip lightly, trying to calm herself down. However, her slightly furrowed brows still revealed her inner uneasiness. After all, this Yin-Yang Judge only existed in ancient books before, and was a terrifying existence that controlled life and death. God knew how powerful he was.

The head of the Jiang family, Jiang Yi, and even Jiang Taixu all showed fear on their faces. This Yin-Yang Judge who suddenly appeared and only existed in legends was obviously beyond their expectations. The momentum he released actually shocked the Hengyu Divine Furnace, which made them realize that an unprecedented crisis was quietly approaching.

“Her soul has already dispersed. You are gathering her soul like this, which goes against the law of life and death.” The Yin-Yang Judge held the judge’s pen in his hand, staring at Jiang Han with a sharp gaze, and slowly shook his head. Then, he waved the pen towards the soul of Fairy Caiyun.

Chi Chi Chi!
Suddenly, a huge hand made of countless dead air appeared in the void, like a ferocious monster, grabbing at Fairy Caiyun with its fangs and claws. Wherever this huge hand passed, space was distorted, time seemed to stop, and everything around was corroded by a decaying aura.

“Are you trying to stop me?” Jiang Han’s voice was as calm as water, but it carried an unquestionable majesty. Before the big hand could grab Fairy Caiyun, the thunder drops in the sky seemed to have received some kind of summons and began to surge wildly. Amid the thunder, the thunder drops gathered into a powerful force that directly broke the death hand. Then, the lightning turned into a blazing sea of ​​thunder, carrying the power of thousands of comets, and crashed into the Yin-Yang Judge.

The Yin-Yang Judge frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He immediately picked up the pen and pointed out two strange runes in the air. The runes flashed with mysterious light and blasted out with powerful force.

Buzz!
The void shook violently, as if it could not bear the weight and would collapse at any time. This vibration not only affected the Divine City, but also the cultivators from all sides outside the Divine City. For a moment, countless cultivators involuntarily looked up at the sky above the underground palace, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

“Is it possible that Patriarch Hongjun is going to fight with the Yin-Yang Judge?”

“Will we be affected?!”

In the sky, the two runes drawn by the judge intertwined with the blazing lightning, like two immortal lights trying to break through the shackles of heaven and earth. Amid the humming sound of the avenue, the two dissipated at the same time, leaving only energy ripples that rippled in the void.

The monks in the city were dumbfounded, some were almost crazy with excitement, and some had a little fear in their eyes. They had never seen such a powerful collision of forces, as if they had witnessed a battle between gods and demons.

“Fellow Daoist, are you really going against the will of Heaven?” The Yin-Yang Judge stared at Jiang Han coldly, and the virtual image behind him that reached the sky trembled slightly. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, ghosts cried and gods howled, as if the end of the world was approaching. The earth shook violently, cracks appeared on the walls of the city, and houses collapsed one after another, raising dust all over the sky.

“Don’t even mention you. Even if the King of Hell comes, he can’t stop me!” Jiang Han’s voice became low and majestic, as if it was a verdict from the Netherworld. As soon as the indifferent syllables fell, he waved his sleeves, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky spread out endlessly at an astonishing speed.

In a few breaths, the dark clouds covered the entire East Desert, and continued to spread in all directions at an increasingly faster speed. In the dark clouds, lightning and thunder flashed, as if countless giant dragons were rolling.

Rumble——!
The terrifying sound of thunder came from the rolling dark clouds, followed by all kinds of thunder. Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, halberds, halberds, sticks, lances, clubs, spears, rakes… countless weapons evolved from thunder emerged from the dark clouds. These thunder weapons exuded powerful power, as if they came from the sky, breaking through the sky and illuminating the whole world, releasing the immortal power of thunder, penetrating the sky and the earth.

Rumble-

Under the rolling thunder, the endless death energy behind the Yin-Yang Judge actually seemed to be purified. Under the impact of the thunder, the death energy gradually dissipated and turned into wisps of green smoke, disappearing into the void.

“This… Is this the end of the world?!”

“Why is it that the sky is sunny and suddenly dark clouds are rolling in? What’s going on with all this thunder?”

“This breath of thunder came from the Eastern Wasteland! What on earth happened there? Could it be that the ancient emperor has resurrected?” (End of this chapter)