A Thousand-Year Journey Through the God of War

That night, a bright moon hung high in the sky. The God of War, thinking of the great battle tomorrow, could not sleep.

He came to the mansion alone and walked slowly. A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness that invigorated him.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard a faint sound of a zither, as if it were not far away, but upon closer listening, he could not quite make it out.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to his residence, the sound of the zither suddenly rang out again. Although it wasn't very clear, he was able to discern the direction from which the sound came.

So he ran toward the sound of the zither. Gradually, he ran into a bamboo forest, and as the music became clearer, he saw a girl dressed in white sitting there with her back to him, playing the zither.

The girl had long, jet-black hair that hung naturally down her back, and the aura she exuded was like that of a fairy who had descended from the heavens.

Upon seeing the girl, the God of War excitedly exclaimed, "Xiao Xue!"

Suddenly, a large hand gripped the God of War's neck tightly, lifting him into the air. The God of War was shocked and panicked, when he saw the girl slowly stand up, turn her head, and say, "Invincible brother, please stop scaring me."

Hearing Xiaoxue's sweet voice, the God of War finally calmed down. "Hmph, this blockhead has such poor awareness!" Invincible snorted.

"Alright, Invincible Brother!" Xiaoxue turned around, her beautiful hair flowing, revealing her stunning beauty. "Fighting God Brother, your journey to the heart of the undead is extremely dangerous. A single misstep could lead to utter destruction. Have you thought this through?"

Although the God of War was still being held by Invincible, he couldn't feel any force in Invincible's hand. Therefore, he could calmly reply, "Having chosen the path of slaying demons and monsters, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I, the God of War, will never back down!"

"You've got quite the nerve!" Invincible's thunderous voice rang out: "Big blockhead, don't disappoint me!" After saying that, Invincible gently placed the God of War in front of Xiaoxue.

As soon as the God of War steadied himself, Xiao Xue handed him a small white bottle. Before he could react, he heard Xiao Xue's sweet voice in his ear: "This is Qilin Tears. Tomorrow, once you enter the formation, sprinkle it within the formation as I instructed." She then whispered the instructions in his ear…

The fifteenth of July, the night of the full moon! Every year on the fifteenth of July, it is the day with the heaviest yin energy, and also the day when demons and monsters are most rampant.

Under the cover of night, Dou Shen, Qinglong, and Po Jun, along with fifteen assassins, slowly approached the dwelling place of the demon undead. According to the agreed time, the other three groups should have also sneaked into the heart of the demon undead territory from the other three directions. However, Dou Shen's group had no obstacles and arrived at the entrance of the demon undead army without seeing a single person.

This is a secluded place surrounded by mountains. If it weren't for the map brought back by the brothers who sacrificed themselves, no one would have imagined that such a terrifying evil force was hidden here.

The God of War glanced back and saw that Xuanwu and Xiaoxing, along with five assassins, had also arrived at the designated location not far away.

Without further hesitation, he turned his head and glanced at the entrance ahead, which was only wide enough for one person to pass through. He signaled Qinglong, Pojun, and the others to follow, and then disappeared into the vast night. The eighteen people thus embarked on the only way to exterminate the demon spirits, leaving only Xuanwu, Xiaoxing, and seven others at the entrance to meet them.

The God of War led the Azure Dragon and the others straight to the heart of the Demon Clan's undead territory. After walking for more than half an hour, the surrounding space gradually opened up, and faint green lights could be seen rising and falling in the night sky not far away.

Everyone felt a chill and slowed their pace, holding their breath. After about half an hour, they finally entered the heart of the demon race's undead territory.

But what puzzled everyone was that what had made them so cautious before was just a few specks of will-o'-the-wisp floating in the air, glowing green in the sky, which had made them feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, the God of War pointed ahead, and Qinglong and the others looked over and realized that they had arrived at an open area.

What they saw was a large open space, surrounded by mountains on all sides. They hadn't expected it to be so spacious. In the center of the open space was a large black altar. If it weren't for the faint green light in the air, it would have been difficult for everyone to see it so clearly in a short time.

As the group approached the altar, they discovered that there was no one guarding it. Only two huge black stone coffins were faintly visible on the altar, clearly indicating that someone had deliberately covered them with black to prevent them from being discovered.

Just as Po Jun was about to speak, he noticed that the God of War and the Azure Dragon simultaneously put their hands to their mouths, signaling everyone to be quiet, because something unusual must be going on.

Just as everyone was speculating, they suddenly sensed sounds approaching from all around. Before they could take any action, they saw more than a dozen people climbing up from the other three sides of the altar.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Yue Luo, Bai Hu, Tan Lang, Yue Sha, Zhu Que, and Qi Sha had each arrived with ten assassins. Dou Shen and the other eighteen people also ascended the altar and gathered with the other three groups of people next to the two stone coffins.

Before anyone could take any action, torches suddenly blazed on the altar, and thick black smoke instantly enveloped the entire altar.

The God of War shouted, "There's an ambush! Quickly retreat from the altar!" Upon receiving the order, everyone hurriedly retreated to all sides of the altar. As soon as they stepped off the altar, a sudden gale arose, and the earth began to tremble.

Before everyone could recover from their shock, a large number of people dressed in cloth and wearing yellow turbans began to emerge from the ground around them.

No, these are not people. The people emerging from the ground are all ashen-faced and lifeless. They are the undead legion from the heart of the demon realm!

Po Jun exclaimed in shock, "No wonder none of the brothers sent by Suzaku survived! This undead territory is truly terrifying!"

Qinglong tightened his grip on the Qinglong Blade: "Now, the only chance of victory is to fight our way out and bring back Generals Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun."

The God of War said with a grave expression, "I'm afraid it's too late."

The two followed the God of War's gaze to the altar, where they saw three people sitting on three chairs that had appeared out of thin air next to the stone coffin on the altar.

Qinglong was greatly surprised: "Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang!" Earlier, Qinglong had followed Liu Bei in the campaign against the Yellow Turban Rebellion, so he was particularly familiar with the three Zhang brothers. He never expected to see the three of them come back to life.

Upon hearing this, the God of War slowly said to the Azure Dragon, "At this moment, the three of them are probably dead, just like the Yellow Turban soldiers on the ground."

Just then, a chilling laugh came from the altar, and Zhang Jiao slowly stood up from his chair: "I originally thought that by gathering forty-nine hearts, I could complete my masterpiece today, but unexpectedly, fifty-four people have come all at once. It's truly a blessing from heaven! Hahaha..."

After laughing, Zhang Jiao continued, "However, don't worry, none of you have died yet, because what I want are the hearts of the living. I want to personally rip out the hearts of each and every one of you, wahahahaha..."

As Zhang Jiao's laughter subsided, the undead army began its charge towards the group, and a great battle ensued!