Hu Ma and Old Madam Li's conversation did not take place in the human world, and the formation of human heads in between had also been subdued by the spectacle of Old Madam Li's appearance.

However, Gua Shao acted quickly, and those lone souls and wild ghosts already inside the city continued to cause chaos everywhere. Many of these lone souls and wild ghosts did not come from the front of the pass, but appeared from behind and joined the army of wild ghosts.

Inside Menghu Pass, it was already a scene of complete chaos.

Under the God-given King's command, there were at least tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the pass, but under the assault of countless yin souls, everything was deathly silent.

The vast pass had been turned into an eerily quiet place, like an abandoned fortress.

Further behind, at the Three Armies Alliance ground, tension was mounting as many eagerly gazed ahead, realizing that something significant had happened inside Menghu Pass within a single night. The vast pass seemed to be left unguarded.

Impatiently pacing left and right, they wished for daylight to arrive quickly, for the yin qi to dissipate, so they could seize the pass.

They could hardly imagine what the scene would be like after capturing the city.

The vast pass guarded by nearly a hundred thousand soldiers had been broken in a single night by the Ghost God Army, living soldiers merely trailing behind, ready to claim great glory.

If word gets out, it might create extraordinary tales within this Path.

Unexpectedly, behind Menghu Pass, in the midst of silence and dead stillness, where only the yin souls were howling and lone souls and wild ghosts were frolicking in the city, a low sigh suddenly echoed from a pitch-black tent.

The God-given King awoke, reached out on the table, found the fire stick, and lit the oil lamp.

The dim light of the oil lamp illuminated his pale face and bloodshot eyes.

Listening to the silence outside, interrupted only by the swirling yin wind, impatience seemed to surface on his face.

After days of continuous battle, he intended to sleep for two to three days to recuperate, yet unexpectedly, he awakened in less than two two-hours.

Simultaneously, as he opened his eyes, countless soldiers in other tents also opened their eyes, an intense aura of blood enveloping their bodies.

They hadn't removed their armor, and now, blankly staring, they resembled rusted iron men.

"Hoo!"

As they exited the tent and began to line up, a strong scent of blood suddenly rose within the vast pass.

This unseen, unfelt scent of blood in the dark seemed even more oppressive than the yin qi from the ghostly assault, suppressing the howling yin wind within the pass, startling all the frolicking ghosts.

Frightened and flustered, they silently lowered their heads and withheld the yin wind, not even warning their grandmothers before slipping away.

"Eh?"

Yet they didn't realize that as the rolling blood scent surged, their grandmothers were the first to notice, turning back in fright before slipping out of the city.

The vast Menghu Pass suddenly fell silent in the night, even the wind seemed to halt.

Only a massive formation of human heads at the front of the pass had been forcibly turned to face the entrance of Menghu Pass.

"Why hasn't daylight come yet?"

Anxious to seize the city by daylight, the Three Armies Alliance grew impatient, constantly looking eastward, realizing Menghu Pass had no activity, no firelight at all. They thought it was an empty pass, ready to be taken once the yin qi dispersed.

But hoping for something doesn't bring it; they felt the night too long, thinking it should have been daybreak, yet darkness lingered.

In the eastern sky, only a band of blood seemed to suppress the sun, preventing it from rising.

Amidst this silent and oppressive tension, suddenly the yin wind ahead began to gradually dissipate, and everyone thought the rooster had crowed, the night would scatter, hearts filled with anticipation.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the pitch-black pass, seemingly devoid of any living soul, gradually opened its gates.

A great army shrouded in night slowly emerged in a column from the pass, disturbing the night with chaos.

"Swish!"

No one expected Menghu Pass would open its gates widely at this moment.

And the most crucial point is, in front of the Tiger Pass, there is originally a formation of human heads, aimed at the gate.

At the moment that troop appeared, these wronged human heads felt their true enemy, the ones who had beheaded them, no need to incite them, the desire for vengeance arose, their grievances rushing like a tide.

But the army emerging from the Tiger Pass did not even bother to glance at them, only the sound of armor clashing was heard as they lined up outside the pass, with horse hooves and iron boots, directly trampling over the heads, slowly pressing towards outside the pass.

Within the formation of human heads, those heads were pressed down by the ominous aura, unable to even open their eyes.

Only blood tears slowly seeped from the eye sockets, hanging on their cheeks.

"That is..."

And behind the formation of human heads, the various generals and vanguard officers guarding outside the formation felt a wind of rust and blood rushing toward them, making it difficult to breathe.

One heart suddenly leapt to their throats, scenes flashed in their minds, their voices trembled: "The Futu Army?"

The God-given King had an army that only killed at night.

This was already past two-hour, but the sky had remained dark, could it be that the Futu Army is already awakened, coming out to kill?

"I had intended to let you live a few more days, but since you disturbed my peaceful dream, now after taking your heads, I shall rest well!"

In this oppressive atmosphere, suddenly the vanguard of the army began to speed up, stirring the night, as they approached, their figures became clear, rows upon rows, men and horses wrapped in iron armor.

Heavy, oppressive, from inside their armor, fresh blood occasionally sprayed out.

The horse hooves fell upon the dry frosty ground, but for some unknown reason, blood splashed from underneath, patches and patches, as if mysterious blood water seeped out from the earth, intensifying the blood essence rising.

Vaguely, they appeared to be charging upon a surging river of blood as they charged forward.

The enormous commotion not only scattered the formation of human heads in front of the Tiger Pass but also engulfed the vanguard army behind the formation in a heavy blood aura.

"Not good..."

Within the army, many skilled individuals sensed something amiss, and immediately used abnormal magic, throwing forth a scroll, which unfurled to block the Futu Army.

From the painting flew out a grand river, landing on the ground.

With a width of over ten zhang, its waves roared and rushed, extremely abrupt, blocking the Futu Army, allowing the vanguard army and various generals, who were not yet ready for battle, to safely return to camp.

Unexpectedly, the Futu Army simply did not look at the night river, crossing it directly.

Blood splashed beneath the horse hooves, the river immediately disappeared, leaving only lumps of blood-stained shredded paper.

"..."

"..."

At the same time, in a small courtyard in Quzhou.

Old Madam Li, supported by her two grandchildren in black and white, slowly walked out from under a locust tree, and a middle-aged man quickly stood up to greet her.

Old Madam Li sat down and sighed: "That child from the Hu Family is different from the young ones in our families, really not someone we could have taught..."

The middle-aged man handed over tea and said: "Trustworthy?"

Old Madam Li nodded and said: "An uncommon ambition, transcends the world, indeed has the demeanor of the national sacrificial master of the Daluo Dharma Sect."

She drank half a bowl of tea, slowly set it down, with a solemn expression, deep intent in her gaze, saying: "Naturally, also helps our Li Family break through this ten-year stagnation in the mother form, touching the threshold of returning home."

"I understand."

The middle-aged man nodded, then retreated a few steps, coming to the locust tree, placing his hand on it, after a moment of silence, he spoke lowly: "Li Family clansmen, four great hall officers, eight hundred stewards, three thousand runners obey orders..."

"Holding the Yin Talisman, leading the Ghost General, marching to Tiger Pass, aiding the God-given King, and battling the Zhen Sui Hu Family for victory or defeat!"