"Slash!"

The Ninth Emperor Ghost was met by the Meng Family Ancestor, and immediately this Evil God was pinned inside the hall, with surging Purple Qi pressing down on him.

Even the dignified burial clothes on the Meng Family Ancestor shattered and tore at this moment, looking quite miserable. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

However, the ferocity of the Meng Family Ancestor was unparalleled, as endless black hands emerged from his body, firmly gripping the tentacles on the body of the Ninth Emperor Ghost. Not only had he just suppressed the Tenth Emperor Ghost, but he managed to hold back this Ninth Emperor Ghost as well.

Unfortunately, this didn't truly relieve Huma of danger.

The Ninth Emperor Ghost was held back, but beside him stood a tall figure clad in Purple Gold Armor, and on the ground was the Tenth Emperor Ghost, just released, his body already tattered, both letting out an inhuman roar of rage.

Then they transformed into a sweeping dark wind, crossing the entire great hall, rushing fiercely towards Huma at the entrance, engulfing him solidly.

Following suit, in the newly established hall, civil and military officials showed their Evil Ghost appearances, surging forward like a tide.

"In the Ninth Hall, not only is that Emperor Ghost present, there's also something even more formidable..."

Huma felt a slight sinking in his heart, suddenly realizing the crux of the problem.

The Ninth Hall Emperor Ghost of the Netherworld Palace was Emperor Yiding. During his reign, he had a Fierce General under his command, who quelled numerous rebellions, earning unparalleled achievements, and was also very handsome, he and Emperor Yiding were a harmonious story among the sovereign and his ministers.

Unfortunately, he died young, passing before Emperor Yiding. Out of gratitude for his contributions, Emperor Yiding decreed that he be interred with him in the Emperor's Mausoleum, marking a rare instance of a Fierce General being truly buried with an emperor from the reigning dynasty.

Therefore, in the Ninth Hall, aside from Emperor Yiding pinned down by the Meng Family Ancestor, there was the Purple Gold Iron Armor General.

One of him, and adding the Tenth Emperor Ghost, on the left and right, they came with such ferocity.

"Brother Huma, run quickly..."

Before Huma could react, a sudden purple shadow sprang out beside him.

In the Tenth Hall, Little Hongtang was indeed well-behaved, trembling, daring only to hide behind Huma, not even daring to show her head.

In that Tenth Hall, even a palace maid made her shiver, but now in the Ninth Hall, she didn't recognize anyone on the hall, so her courage wasn't as small.

Moreover, following Huma, she had absorbed an unknown amount of Purple Qi, now clad in a red dress that was faintly turning purple, and even her stature seemed to have grown significantly, now resembling a girl a few years older.

Growing a bit taller came with a bigger temper; now seeing Huma having to fight two alone in the hall, she finally mustered the courage to charge forward.

She suddenly hugged the leg of the Purple Gold Iron Armor General, forcibly pulling this mighty general to fall face-first.

The Purple Gold Iron Armor General became furious, turned to attack, and Little Hongtang also lunged at his head.

In an instant, the two of different ages, one gold, one purple, clashed together, causing chaos all around, with dark wind swirling and Purple Qi surging.

Little Hongtang, nearly overflowing with Purple Qi, and this former generals, an embodiment of killing, malevolence, fierceness, and brutality, in a fierce battle, clashing with fists, baring teeth, pulling knives, and clinging to legs, roaring loudly while she matched with delicate shouts.

Little Hongtang had never fought growing up, and this was the first time she took the initiative after beating up Yang Gong's limping little ghost. She really rolled up her sleeves and kicked, showing all her skills, then...

... they battled back and forth with no clear winner.

"Good Hongtang!"

Seeing this scene, Huma suddenly lifted his head, feeling relieved at heart, and turned his gaze towards the Tenth Hall Ghost rushing towards him.

...

...

Kill, kill, kill!

Horse hooves crush the bones of nobles, the heads of clan members roll down.

Yang Gong in the human world, has battled across four directions, reaping a bloody path wherever he went, breaking cities, toppling walls, and leaving family doors in rubble, with wildfires scorching the world.

The noble aristocrats were led by him to attack, many perished in the war flames, and even more were taken to the city gates with steel blades to their necks.

"Demons rule the way, the heavens and earth are unjust, bandits openly come to seize my ancestral land, yet they dare to speak boldly, truly deserves death, deserves death!"

Countless people curse, countless Vengeful Ghosts wail, crying blood and containing tears in every word. Yang Gong could have explained that he merely wanted to obtain food, and he would not kill those willing to open the granary, leaving them with enough provisions.

But as time went on, he chose not to explain, he was tired.

He simply picked up the head of a noble whose last words before death were curses directed at him, weighed it in his hand, and then laughed: "The noble's neck doesn't seem any sturdier than others'…"

...

...

In Hu Ma's dream, the Netherworld Palace.

Now, sensing the human world's massacre, it had become increasingly turbulent.

When he transformed himself into a bridge, that massacre was only just beginning. Now looking again, it had already turned into a vast ocean.

He even needed to use himself as a bridge to suppress it, so as not to terrify the Emperor Ghosts within this Netherworld Palace, and the Emperor Ghost of the Tenth Hall rushed before him at just the right moment.

"The dusk is the boundary, yin and yang are divided."

"A ghost invading a human's dream is a crime of chaos!"

"It must be executed!"

When Yang Gong's shout rang out, he also suddenly stood up. The Emperor's Great Saber, which had long been ringing thirstily in his hand, suddenly lifted, and the blood sea behind him surged to the sword, filled with endless killing intent.

The sword light was fierce, actually overshadowing the splendor and Purple Qi in the entire hall.

The Emperor's Great Saber could hardly wait, having been granted the name by Hu Ma, knowing it had the chance to surpass all fierce weapons.

Yet it had not yet been realized, turning its eagerness into hunger, constantly ringing until this moment.

"Swish!"

The Emperor Ghost of the Tenth Hall rushed before Hu Ma, even though much of the Purple Qi from the Tenth Hall had been drawn into the human world by Hu Ma, even though it was torn to shreds by the Meng Family Ancestor, with its body battered and bloody, it still had a bit of backbone left.

At this moment, finally touching Hu Ma, the strange face showed a look of surprise and delight, its massive figure like a mountain peak.

But it never expected that when Hu Ma raised his saber, his body also suddenly swelled.

Borrowing One Incense, he used the Great Mighty High General Seal, his soul light dazzling, his Dharma Form sinister, unlike the human world where it had three heads, in this dream, his Dharma Form had only one head.

But it was the terrifying face of a demon god, with a blue face and fangs, eyes like copper bells, a body as black as ink, surrounded by raging flames, appearing a head taller than the Emperor Ghost of the Tenth Hall, with the Evil Blade held high.

"Hah!"

From above, in one move, he pinned the Emperor Ghost of the Tenth Hall down.

The next moment, the knife rose and fell.

A huge head fell from the Tenth Emperor Ghost, endless tentacles twisting and struggling in pain, gradually withering.

In that instant, the Emperor's Great Saber affirmed its name, ringing sharply.

And at that time in the human world, suddenly, the sky was clear, yet out of nowhere came lightning and thunder, mountains and seas turning upside down.

In a certain place in the human world, where the Du Yi Imperial Mausoleum was located, an unprecedented earthquake suddenly erupted, causing landslides and fissures, one part of the mausoleum, located here, was collapsed by the earthquake.

Such mausoleums are usually carefully chosen, with excellent feng shui, making such an event impossible, but this mausoleum was unexpectedly overturned, revealing countless jewels and treasures inside, benefiting a passing Food Protection Army, which gained no small income.

Within the Netherworld Palace, with that head hitting the ground, suddenly became deathly silent, whether it was the Emperor Ghost of the Ninth Hall, who was still rolling and fighting with the Meng Family Ancestor, or the full assembly of civil and military officials, or the sacrificial general.

Even including the other Emperor Ghosts outside the Netherworld Palace who were coming because of the scent, all because of this one cut, developed a certain instinctive fear.

"Did you see?"

And as the world fell into silence, Hu Ma picked up the head of the Tenth Hall Emperor Ghost, and coldly shouted to all: "The emperor's neck isn't so tough either!"

"What's all the talk about massacre and cutting life threads, it's nothing but the people opening their eyes to see the world!"

"When they acknowledge you, you are the emperor, enjoying all the riches and splendor, farming with a golden hoe, and it's all right and proper!"

"When they don't acknowledge you, what are you worth?"