I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

boom!

With a loud bang, Qiongqi stepped out of the cave.

Its size is not as exaggerated as other ferocious beasts, only the size of a small mountain. It resembles both an ox and a tiger, with wings growing from its ribs. Its fur is like sharp hedgehog quills, hard as iron. Only its face is strange and ever-changing, sometimes resembling an ox, sometimes a dog, and sometimes a tiger, so its true appearance can never be seen.

According to legend, Qiongqi possesses both divine and demonic qualities, and its true appearance is difficult to discern. Only by seeing its true form can one slay or subdue it.

The ancient You Kingdom tried everything to kill it, but failed because it couldn't see its face.

Qiongqi's murderous intent surged, its blood-red eyes, like two lanterns, swept across the army of underworld beings, instantly locking onto its target, its ferocious glint fully revealed.

"Set up the formation!"

Bai Qi took a deep breath and gave the order in a deep voice. The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was activated instantly. The million-strong army performed their duties, the formation patterns lit up, and the momentum was magnificent.

But just as the great formation was about to be completed, Qiongqi suddenly moved!

With a flap of its wings, it moved like lightning, instantly reaching the front of the battle. With a deep breath, a terrifying suction force swept over, attempting to swallow the entire army of Yin Si whole!

"You beast, how dare you!"

Bai Qi snorted coldly, drew his longsword, and the sword light was like a waterfall, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long bolt of lightning, fiercely slashing towards Qiongqi's head.

But Qiongqi neither dodged nor avoided it, and instead rammed its head into the object. Sparks flew everywhere, but Qiongqi remained completely unharmed.

After one round of probing, Bai Qi understood that even though Qiongqi was weak, its body was still made of copper and iron, impervious to swords and spears, and unaffected by water and fire. It truly lived up to its reputation.

Fortunately, the great formation had already taken shape and stood firmly in front of it, stopping its momentum to devour the Yin soldiers.

Seeing that it could not succeed, Qiongqi flew into a rage.

Its appearances are limited in time, and only by engaging in rampant killing can it vent its pent-up resentment.

He immediately roared and plunged headlong into the winding Yellow River formation, charging wildly.

The great formation instantly went into full operation, with the four forces of earth, water, fire, and wind intertwining and transforming into countless fierce killing moves that bombarded Qiongqi relentlessly.

Qiongqi didn't care at all, relying solely on his physical body to withstand the attacks, moving through the formation as if it were flat ground, and even continuously damaging the formation patterns.

"Change formation!"

Bai Qi's expression turned solemn as he issued another order, and more Yin soldiers surged into the formation. The red mist that had previously annihilated the two kings spread again; it was the Soul Devouring Barrier, formed by the karmic force of heaven and earth, specifically designed to counter souls, and was the killing move of the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation.

But this Soul-Devouring Barrier had absolutely no effect on Qiongqi!

With a single inhale, it swallowed the entire Soul-Devouring Barrier, then let out a satisfied howl, its ferocity growing even stronger.

Bai Qi suddenly remembered that Qiongqi's only weakness was its true face. If you couldn't see its face, even if the Soul Devouring Barrier was powerful, it wouldn't be able to harm it in the slightest!

Roar--!

Qiongqi grew restless in the formation, flapping its wings fiercely and tearing through space. With a flash, it broke through the formation and appeared not far in front of Bai Qi.

Its eyes flashed with ferocity, and it lunged at Bai Qi with a mad glint in its eyes, determined to tear this person who stood in its way to pieces.

A fierce glint flashed in Bai Qi's eyes as he gripped his sword hilt, ready to unleash his trump card and fight to the death.

At this critical moment, a gentle yet penetrating voice rang out: "What a magnificent ancient Qiongqi."

Twelve Heavenly Flame Banners flew in out of thin air and stood firmly in front of the army. With a boom, raging heavenly fire ignited, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-high wall of fire that blocked Qiongqi from entering, with waves of heat reaching the heavens.

Zhong Jiu arrived alone, his clothes fluttering in the air, his expression calm, and a hint of curiosity and joy hidden in his eyes as he looked at Qiongqi.

This is Qiongqi, one of the Four Fiends of antiquity!

Zhong Jiu was very interested, and having been in Fengdu for a long time, he was restless and decided to come in person. Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the army of the underworld would have been no match for this ferocious beast.

Qiongqi possesses immense strength and an invincible physical body. Its wings can tear through space, and its methods are unpredictable. Ordinary moves cannot harm it. Most importantly, if you cannot see its true form, you cannot kill it.

Even if the underworld army fought to the bitter end, it could only suppress it temporarily at best.

The heavenly fire burned fiercely, several times more powerful than ordinary flames, but Qiongqi was only stunned for a moment before his eyes flashed with disdain, and he crashed headfirst into the wall of fire.

The flames scorched its flesh, crackling and popping, but they only caused it some pain and did not damage its foundation.

Relying on its thick skin and tough flesh, Qiongqi broke through the wall of fire, leaped up, and aimed directly at Zhong Jiu.

"You beast, you have no sense of right and wrong!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhong Jiu's eyes. Without flinching or dodging, he met the attack head-on, his palm drawing a sharp arc in the air before slamming down, accompanied by a low growl:

"Heavenly Dragon Strike!"

In an instant, a deafening roar of killing intent resounded throughout the world, and terrifying killing intent swept in all directions. Top-tier offensive techniques, aided by Zhong Jiu's surging strength, unleashed a world-destroying power.

Zhong Jiu's strength was vastly different from Qiongqi's, yet he crushed Qiongqi like an ant with a single palm strike, sending it flying and crashing heavily into a mountain.

The mountain collapsed and the earth cracked, with rocks rolling and dust billowing. Qiongqi was buried directly in the pile of rubble and remained motionless.

"All show and no substance; though the body is strong, the inside is already weak and feeble!"

In the first exchange, Zhong Jiu's eyes turned cold as he instantly figured out Qiongqi's true nature. Sealed for hundreds of years, its strength had been continuously declining. It should have been a peak adult ferocious beast, but now it had fallen into a state of "developmental regression".

"The underworld can indeed give birth to an ancient ferocious creature like Qiongqi."

Zhong Jiu scoffed lightly, understanding in his heart that the level of the underworld was far superior to that of the mortal world.

He had come to this place at the very beginning of the spiritual energy revival and witnessed firsthand the continuous expansion of this world, with the underworld ghosts using the supernatural yin energy to increase their strength day by day.

The beings in the underworld all belong to the realm of evil spirits, and are not bound by lifespan; they can only die from slaughter.

However, the underworld is a jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and there is no reason to talk about it. It is far from the hypocrisy of the cultivation world in the human world. Therefore, the extinction rate of the ghost race is extremely high, and banding together for survival has become the norm.

Before the spiritual energy revived, Zhong Jiu had already sensed the aura of powerful beings from the underworld, which was not surprising. However, this Qiongqi truly exceeded his expectations.

At its peak, the adult Qiongqi had probably already broken through the shackles of the underworld laws long before the spiritual energy was restored!

Roar--!

Before Zhong Jiu could finish his thoughts, a deafening roar, comparable to a dragon's cry, suddenly erupted from the deep crater caused by the collapse of the rocks.

Qiongqi flapped its wings and took flight, its wings growing several times larger, with lightning arcs flashing at the wingtips, carrying boundless hatred as it locked onto Zhong Jiu.

With a flap of its wings, the mountain peaks on both sides were directly cleaved apart, rocks flew through the air, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and its ferocious power swept across the entire Yinshan Mountain, causing all living beings around to tremble in fear.

In the icy pool, the young Zhulong quietly emerged, its eyes surging with bloodlust, yet it desperately suppressed the urge to roar. It was only just entering its growth stage and was no match for Qiongqi. To provoke it rashly would only bring trouble upon itself.

The berserk Qiongqi swooped down, its lightning-blade-like wings tearing through the sky, carrying a world-destroying force as it hurtled straight at Zhong Jiu.

"Golden light leaps from the ground!"

With a flash of golden light, Zhong Jiu instantly teleported above Qiongqi's head, looking down at him with an indifferent tone: "Perfect, you have thick skin, so come and try out my new divine power!"

With his hands forming a hand seal, Zhong Jiu took a step into the air and shouted in a deep voice, "Summon the wind!"

Before the words were finished, a black wind suddenly surged up from the sky, swallowing the heavens and earth. Wherever it passed, spiritual energy and yin energy were swept up wildly. The endless yin energy of the underworld was now being pumped into the black wind as if by a high-pressure pump.

Black winds swept across the heavens and earth, and nine dragon-like roars resounded through the sky. A black dragon formed from nine heads of black wind broke through the wind, and killing intent surged in the eye of the wind, forming a terrifying storm that swept towards Qiongqi.

"Summon the rain!"

Zhong Jiu's voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

With a crackling sound, a single raindrop fell, followed by a deluge of thousands of drops, engulfing the entire Yinshan Mountain in a torrential downpour.

There is no rain in the underworld; only when a person of great supernatural power falls will blood rain down.

At this moment, a torrential downpour began, and countless ghosts looked up in bewilderment. Some of the bolder ones reached out to catch the rain, only to have their fingertips instantly corroded and riddled with holes.

This rain may seem ordinary, but it actually contains immense destructive power, capable of completely dissolving even the most vengeful spirits.

"What toxic rain!"

The ghosts scattered and fled in disarray. Little did they know that the rain could be both gentle and forceful, entirely at Zhong Jiu's whim. At this moment, as he was about to subdue Qiongqi, the rain naturally carried a deadly edge.

Strangely, the rain falling on the ghost soldiers not only did not harm them, but also made them feel comfortable, and their strength even seemed to improve slightly.

General Mendun was overjoyed, secretly glad that he had surrendered early. This judge of the underworld was so terrifyingly powerful!

The wind dragon roared, and the rain poured down, all crashing down on Qiongqi.

Nine black dragons surrounded it, black winds tore its flesh apart, rainwater constantly eroded it, and wisps of black smoke rose from its body. It screamed in agony, but still refused to fall, its eyes gleaming with even greater ferocity.

It flapped its wings frantically, tearing through the void, trying to break free from this shackle that commanded wind and rain.

But Zhong Jiu was prepared, and calmly shouted, "Scatter beans to create soldiers!"

With a wave of his hand, countless points of light scattered down; they were not beans, but seeds condensed by Zhong Jiu using divine power.

The seeds sprouted the moment they touched the ground, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and instantly transformed into thousands of golden-armored celestial soldiers, wielding long spears, with solemn expressions, powerful auras, and eyes filled with cold killing intent.