This unprecedented massacre will cause countless people to die in this world.

But only this massacre could possibly allow more living souls to survive and lead to the change of heaven and earth when the time comes, amassing enough popular support to resist Tai Sui.

Tai Sui is a treasure, so it's monopolized by the royalty, clans, and the ten families; therefore, the Reincarnators must protect the common people.

And he, precisely because he knows how fast the massacre would arise, faster than anyone can imagine, is now patiently waiting in the Netherworld Palace.

In a dream, the passage of time inherently differs from reality.

Coupled with the flow of Purple Qi, this dream becomes the most substantial in the world. Thus, he has ample patience to wait for the human world's massacre to nurture his blade.

Now, he himself is at a level that is not Ghost is not Ghost, a high level, yet lacking the corresponding means.

But with this blade, it's enough.

In fact, the longer he waits, the more advantageous it is, but unfortunately, the ghosts in the Netherworld Palace clearly won't let him have his way; the second Emperor Ghost has already smelled his scent and rushed over.

For Hu Ma, it now feels like an unprecedented nightmare of ancient times, one big ghost after another drilling into his dream, attempting to devour the dream version of himself and then return to the human world using this dream.

But the dream version of himself is not entirely passive, as the Eldest Master Meng becomes his first line of defense.

Invite the ghost into the dream to safeguard the True Spirit.

It must be said, the terror of the Netherworld Palace's Emperor Ghosts, the Meng Family's Ancestor, in the human world, is a presence no one dares to face, even the State Preceptor of the past would only think about how to send it away.

But at this moment, this Meng Family Ancestor is fiercely battling with the Emperor Ghost, terrifyingly and grievously, yet unexpectedly gaining the upper hand after some time.

And this advantage was achieved only after Hu Ma drew the Purple Qi from the Netherworld Palace into the human world, weakening the Palace.

At this time, it is already beating down the first Emperor Ghost.

The depletion of Purple Qi and Hu Ma's chaotic slaughter have diminished this Emperor Ghost's fate to the extreme, and the Meng Family Ancestor, on the contrary, has become even more fierce, turning the once formidable Emperor Ghost into a target.

It must be said, the Meng Family Ancestor has indeed done extraordinarily well.

The more Hu Ma distresses it, the fiercer it becomes, pressing down the Tenth Emperor Ghost to the ground.

One character of blessing after another, one withered face after another, all seemingly coming alive at this moment, biting into the Tenth Emperor Ghost's flesh, Purple Qi, and tentacles one mouthful at a time.

The reason it's so obedient is surprisingly simple.

Invite the ghost to bear the Negative Spirit, letting the ghost feel comfortable coming over, be summoned to oneself, and borrow its mana.

To counter the Evil Ghost, simply make it feel uncomfortable, provoke its ferocity, and better fend off enemies.

"Just like a tumbling centipede..."

If the other ten families knew how easily the Meng family could overcome the blocking tiger, it's hard to imagine how envious they would be.

If the other Emperor Ghost hadn't arrived at the Netherworld Palace so quickly, Hu Ma even believed that the Meng Family Ancestor could bite the Tenth Emperor Ghost to death by itself.

Unfortunately, the other party arrived too swiftly, and now the Netherworld Ghost in the Tenth Hall is still struggling beneath the Meng Family Ancestor's form, while the dome above its head has suddenly been lifted away by a large hand.

Next moment, torrents of Purple Qi fell, completely reshaping and suppressing everything around, as if another dimension settled here.

Before Hu Ma, a more colossal palace appeared, filled with more civil and military officials; dragon chants reverberated, golden light dazzling, and a vast figure sat on the Dragon Throne at the front, fiercely rebuking Hu Ma, emitting a ferocious dragon chant.

Under one heaven, there can only be one Emperor.

Thus, the two Netherworld Palaces cannot coexist, and the Ninth Emperor Ghost appeared, directly suppressing the Tenth Emperor Ghost's hall.

At this moment, the imperial might on the Tenth Emperor Ghost has diminished significantly, and when the Ninth Hall descended, replacing his Tenth Hall, he actively became the Crown Prince within this palace.

Correspondingly, the imperial prestige of the Ninth Hall's Emperor is also noticeably mightier than that of the Tenth Hall's Emperor.

Douyi, as generations have gone by, its imperial position declined; the closer to the front in throne succession, the more the majesty, the more lavish the burial upon death.

Moreover, the Ninth Emperor Ghost reigned for twenty-three years, and its fluence is notably stronger than that of the Tenth Emperor Ghost. With its appearance, there's not an ounce of hesitation; from beneath the beaded curtain, two eyes shot out cold, piercing light, and a massive hand reached down towards Hu Ma.

"Wouldn't they chat more, let me kill some time?"

Despite Hu Ma engaging in rampant slaughter, he remains vigilant, ensuring he doesn't get surrounded. Now, seeing the Ninth Hall descend into the dream, the opponent silently raised its hand to grasp.

His heart sank slightly, then he called out without hesitation: "Meng Family Ancestor, save me!"

At this time, the Meng Family Ancestor was in the hall, biting the Tenth Emperor Ghost all over, bloodied.

Its ferocity surged, even disregarding the will of the negative spirit people.

But with Hu Ma grasping the way to control it, unexpectedly, it felt an intense pain all over, and the talisman on its back forcibly twisted its fury and steered it towards the Ninth Emperor Ghost in the hall.

This was a dharma method that even the Meng Family hadn't experienced, driving the Meng Family Ancestor.