Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

"Understood!" Que Yue bowed and saluted.

"Hehe, it should have been done long ago!" Master Dominion beamed with joy.

"Rest assured, Sect Leader! I shall 'guard' the Outer Void." Emperor Ju Mang, with his green hair and wooden body, boasted shamelessly.

Aside from that, Wanling Ghost Ancestor and three red-eyed old monsters sneered before vanishing into the void.

After speaking, the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs successively tunneled away, leaving only Emperor Houtu in place.

"Sect Leader, when will the 'Mountain Collapse and Earth Split' plan commence?"

In response to Emperor Houtu's inquiry, Emperor Yi spoke without turning his head: "Wait for the perfect opportunity!"

"Wait?!"

"Yes, our sect is waiting for the perfect opportunity."

As the alliance army began moving forward, the sky above Heavenly Burial Plain suddenly gathered dark clouds like a massive black storm spreading across the Heavenly Curtain, making it as dark as night.

At this time, from within the War Fog came waves of soul-stirring screeches and roars.

As these roars echoed throughout the heavens and earth, countless mounds rapidly swelled from the ground beneath the fog, countless grotesque zombie skeletal monsters and ghostly shadows burst forth, quickly engulfing the land like waves.

What was more horrifying was that the sea of corpses and wave of ghosts seemed manipulated by some mysterious force, soon separating into various sizes of corpse ghost groups,

Each corpse ghost group ranged from tens of thousands to millions, with at least one corpse demon monster at the Golden Core level leading them. Those over a million were controlled by a Nascent Soul-level Corpse King Ghost King.

Similar to the Central Continent Alliance, the Divinity Transformation-level Corpse Emperor Ghost Ancestor did not appear, likely kept as a trump card like the Human Clan True Monarch, to be unleashed at the most critical time.

Clearly, these corpse ghosts were as prepared for this decisive battle as the Human Clan!

Simultaneously, armed to the teeth, Floating Fortresses, Flying Temple, and other Flying Magical Treasures pierced through the heavy clouds, descending upon the War Fog above, quickly forming attack formations, confronting the Central Continent Fleet without any concession.

At the rear in Flying Immortal City, Daoist Qing Miao stood upon a high platform, gazing at the Ghost God Fleet beneath the distant sky, furrowing his brow.

The sheer number of visible Flying Magical Treasures alone totaled at least seventy to eighty thousand.

However, at the Time-Space Rift, large Disc-shaped Boats filled with Cultivators, and Floating Fortresses continued "emerging."

"Someone, cast spells to dispel the fog! The demon beast army must be ready to act at any moment." Daoist Qing Miao commanded firmly.

The hundred giant Hundred Feet Cloud Boats at the forefront of the Central Continent Fleet immediately dived forward, heading straight for the War Fog above.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the hundred Cloud Boats reached the front of the fog, below was the endless gray fog of doom.

Suddenly,

The Cloud Boats scattered, flying rapidly while pouring down vast swathes of pink mist,

When the pink mist touched the gray fog of doom, it melted away rapidly like snow under sunlight, transforming into heavy gray-red rain, falling to the ground.

Boom boom!

Suddenly, powerful Ghost Kings charged out of the fog, plunging into the Cloud Boats.

Soon, the hundred Cloud Boats plummeted from the sky, but upon falling into the fog, all the Cloud Boats disintegrated, exploding with large swathes of pink mist, instantly clearing the surrounding fog of doom.

As time slowly passed, the War Fog was thoroughly cleared, revealing the terrain of the Heavenly Burial Plain ahead, and the hundreds of millions of corpse ghost armies were now clearly visible to all.

Curiously, throughout the process of dispelling the fog, the Netherworld side did not fully prevent it, the Ghost King attack seemed to only be a spontaneous act of theirs.

The upper echelons of the Central Continent Alliance, Nascent Soul Ancestors of various sects and factions, were all secretly shocked, feeling quite unexpected.

Daoist Qing Miao furrowed his brow further and immediately issued an attack signal.

Roar!

A long and proud dragon's roar suddenly echoed in the Cloud Sky, followed shortly by a series of earth-shattering roars from the demon beasts in front of the fleet.

Looking around, Vajra Strange Apes, Red Blood Demon Pythons, Silver-armored Bull Wolves, Iron Winged Dragons... Seventeen Nascent Soul-level Demon Kings, led by a Tenth Rank Giant Tooth Demon Maned, shrouded by pervasive demon clouds, charged over the Great Wall Defense Line towards the corpse ghost army.

On the back of each Demon King, a Beast Taming Sect disciple was crouched, each carrying Beast Nest Bags all over them.

When the Demon Kings flew over the corpse ghost army, Flying Sky Netherworld Kings and Nascent Soul Ghost Kings also soared from the sea of corpses to meet them.

But at this moment, all the Beast Taming Sect disciples removed their Beast Nest Bags, opening the bag mouths, pouring them out.

In an instant, countless bizarre demon beasts, ferocious birds, and even swarms of insects and magical worms of all kinds fell from the sky, covering the land like a blackout.

In the blink of an eye, they engaged the corpse ghost demons in combat, the number of demon beasts overwhelming and uncountable.

A nearly thousand-foot Giant Tooth Demon Maned flying lion descended from the sky, ignoring the incoming several Flying Sky Netherworld Kings, as its massive body landed, the ground within dozens of miles split into countless bottomless abysses, countless zombies and ghosts immediately fell and were crushed.

Other Nascent Soul-level Demon Kings were either fighting the Nascent Soul Ghost King and Netherworld King, or diving into the corpse ghost tide, launching a massacre.

Meanwhile, Daoist Qing Miao meticulously issued countless commands.

Soon, the two thousand Cloud Boats over three hundred feet long at the front of the Central Continent Fleet, under the command of seven Mountain Shifting Level Super Cloud Boats, advanced to the front lines.