Soul Town: Claiming the throne? You've asked my Tian Ce Army, haven't you?

However, this kind of play can easily lead to death and physical discomfort...

"Tomorrow morning! After I recover my divine power, I'll use spatial jump to return to Thousand Machine City..."

"Okay..."

Jiang Ciyou hesitated for a moment, then took out her divine decree. "After I get back, I'm afraid I'll have to leave soon. We've met by chance, how about we exchange contact information?"

"Row……"

After a moment's thought, Li Moxuan agreed and took out his divine decree, saying, "I need to conserve my divine power to open the passage, so you can transfer your divine power to me!"

"This doesn't consume much divine power..."

Although Jiang Ciyou didn't understand why Li Moxuan was going to such lengths, she still put away her own divine decree and poured some of her divine power into it.

"Alright, you rest well, I'll go downstairs and get something to eat..."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Hall Master Jiang!"

"Oh, so Lady Lingyan is being polite with me now?"

……

Inside the Thousand Machine City.

"I can sense Saint Ann's presence. That kid really has been captured..."

Lu Shangyu was rushing towards Huichuntang when the ground around him suddenly cracked open, and rows of dark-colored terracotta warriors crawled out from underground.

Not far in front of him, Cangjie unfolded the bamboo slips in his hand, and the bamboo slips scattered and transformed into eight prayer flags, which were inserted into the ground according to the Qimen Dunjia directions.

"The Eight Formations of Ink Warfare: Talking about War on Paper!"

As the dark terracotta warriors surrounded Lu Shangyu, Shi Mo held a blank bamboo slip in his hand and did not launch an attack. His purpose was simply to buy time...

"Trying to stop me? No way! King of Equality, charge out!"

Within the terracotta warrior formation, King Pingdeng slowly emerged. His figure was elusive and elusive, wearing the Nine Netherworld Yama Crown and a patternless dark prison robe, hidden in the yin energy.

King Pingdeng held the Avici Soul-Devouring Blade, his body entwined with endless sinful souls and resentment, his aura cold and terrifying, radiating a heavy killing intent.

"The Golden List Locks the Soul!"

King Pingdeng did not directly draw his sword. Instead, he joined his index and middle fingers together with his left hand and wrote in the air, causing dozens of semi-transparent golden notices to rise from the ground.

Countless black flame chains flew out from the notice, binding the limbs of the surrounding terracotta warriors. The black flames spread along the chains to the terracotta warriors, instantly burning them to ashes.

Shi Mo frowned and wrote the words "reinforcements" on the bamboo slip. As the characters disappeared, more black terracotta warriors emerged from the surrounding prayer flags.

Although this would consume a lot of divine power, it would effectively hold off Lu Shangyu. As long as the terracotta warriors were not completely destroyed, he would be unable to escape from the formation.

Lu Shangyu, trapped in the formation, wasn't in a hurry, because his older brother, Lu Weijun, had already bypassed the area and followed Wang Shengan's scent alone...

Wang Shengan originally intended to help Shi Mo, but halfway there he saw Liu Hengdao bypass him and chase after Lin Haiyuan and the others in the direction they had fled.

"Sheng'an, are you alright?"

Lu Weijun, who had rushed over, landed on the ground and looked Wang Shengan up and down. The kid's breathing was stable, and he wasn't injured. He seemed to be alright...

"Uncle Ba, who was that just now?"

After confirming that Wang Shengan was alright, Lu Weijun relaxed. "That's Liu Hengdao from the Thunder Domain. What happened?"

Upon hearing this name, Wang Shengan's expression changed. He had little confidence in Lei Yu's moral bottom line. Could that guy be going after those three children?

"Uncle Ba, could you do me a favor?"

"..."

On the other side, Lin Haiyuan carried Tang Wunian, whose body had not yet fully recovered, and together with Duan Mei, they climbed out of the secret passage at the exit of the back mountain.

"I wonder how things are going on your end, senior..."

Lin Haiyuan was hesitating whether to put Tang Wunian down first and go back to check on Shi Mo's condition when suddenly thunder roared in the sky, followed by a bolt of lightning striking them directly.

"Get out of the way!"

Duan Mei, standing nearby, narrowed her eyes and struggled to push Lin Haiyuan and Tang Wunian away, but she was engulfed by lightning...

Although they were pushed out of the center of the lightning strike, Lin Haiyuan and Tang Wunian were still thrown back by the aftershocks of the lightning, and the lightning arcs clung to them.

It's only because they were both beings of the Deity Realm, protected by guardian deities; otherwise, they would have died long ago from such an attack by an immortal powerhouse...

Lin Haiyuan clutched his chest and collapsed to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Sensing that Duan Mei's life had ceased, he clenched his fists and cried out in anguish, "Sister Mei!!!"

Tang Wunian, who had fallen to the side, stared blankly at the empty grass that was now just a patch of firelight. An extreme anger surged into his heart, and he exuded a terrifying killing intent.

The phantom of the white tiger appeared behind him, but it vanished after he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was too weak to summon the guardian deity...

"What a pity, he was accidentally chopped to ashes, so there's no way to use his head to exchange for the bounty..."

Liu Hengdao's figure descended from the sky, playing with the lightning in his hand, glancing at Lin Haiyuan and Tang Wunian, his gaze finally settling on the jade pendant at Tang Wunian's waist.

"Vice Sect Leader? It seems you're from the Tang family. I didn't expect such an unexpected gain!"

Liu Hengdao's face lit up with joy, "If we capture you and present you to the Sword God, he will surely choose to protect our Thunder Domain..."

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Lin Haiyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up his axe, and charged toward Liu Hengdao, but the difference in their strength was an insurmountable chasm for him!

Liu Hengdao merely snapped his fingers, and the residual lightning arcs on Lin Haiyuan's body erupted into powerful lightning, shocking him so much that he fell down again, only able to support himself with his axe.

"All I want are the remnants of the Tang family. You can die too!"

Liu Hengdao conjured a ball of lightning in his hand, and with a flick of his finger, the lightning ball shot towards Lin Haiyuan.

At the critical moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Haiyuan, grabbed the lightning ball with his bare hands, and crushed it.

The newcomer was none other than Lu Weijun, the Eighth Hall of the Underworld, accompanied by Wang Shengan, the young master of the Underworld…

Liu Hengdao frowned, his expression turning unfriendly, and said, "Lu Weijun, are you trying to steal food from our Thunder Domain?"

Lu Weijun ignored him and turned to look at Wang Shengan. "Shengan, are they all from the Tang Clan?"

Isn't this kid the one who hates the Tang Clan the most? Why would he ask me to help save someone?

Chapter 366: Almost Drained Dry

"Uncle Ba, they're just children, not bad people..."

Wang Shengan did not deny Lu Weijun's statement. He glanced back at Lin Haiyuan and Tang Wunian, his brows furrowed. "Why are there only the two of you? Where is that little girl?"

Seeing that the two remained silent, Wang Shengan had a bad feeling. Then Liu Hengdao's voice rang out, "I killed that little girl. What happened?"

"You fucking..."

Wang Shengan was enraged and drew his demon-slaying sword from his waist. "She's just a child, not even a Deity of the Sea, and you actually..."

"Calm down, Saint Ann!"

Lu Weijun stopped Wang Shengan, "You are no match for him..."

"Even if it's not me, I'll still take him down! Zhong Kui, get him!"

Zhong Kui, wielding the Seven-Star Green Sword, emerged from behind Wang Shengan. Just as he was about to make a move, Lu Weijun stopped him, saying, "Zhong Kui, don't listen to him!"

"Uncle Ba, you..."

"Alright, you go keep an eye on them, I'll deal with this guy!"

Lu Weijun pushed Wang Shengan behind him and summoned his guardian deity—the Ten Kings of Hell, the City King!

The City King's face was somber and ashen, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow and cold, his eyes were dark gold and ghostly, and he wore a Yama purple-gold crown with black tassels hanging from the brim. His forehead was branded with the Yama seal script of the underworld.

He wore a black robe with dark gold Yama King design, double-layered prison-suppressing armor covering his shoulders, the armor plates engraved with the seals of the Eight Courts of Justice, a jade belt with a coiled dragon design around his waist, and black and gold Yama cloud-patterned war boots on his feet.

With his arrival, the atmosphere instantly turned chilling, as if one were in hell...

Liu Hengdao's face turned cold. "Lu Weijun, do you really want to go against our Thunder Domain?"

He wasn't afraid to fight Lu Weijun. Both of them were at the fourth level of the Immortal Realm, and his own thunder power could restrain Lu Weijun's Yin energy from the underworld. There was no way he could lose!

Why say so much?

Lu Weijun pointed to Tang Wunian and Lin Haiyuan behind him, "We in the Underworld want these two. You should leave!"

"Heh, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

A dazzling burst of lightning erupted behind Liu Hengdao, and from within the lightning, Bi Tianjun, one of the twenty-four Heavenly Lords of the Thunder Department, slowly emerged.

Bi Tianjun had slanted yellow eyebrows, vertical golden eyes, and a cascade of messy black hair. He wore a black gold thunder general's crown, black gold chainmail, and thunder beast shoulder armor; over this, he wore a black robe with thunder patterns.

He wore a jade belt with thunder patterns and dragons around his waist, a black battle skirt with dark thunder patterns, and black gold thundercloud battle boots. His arms were thick and his skin had hidden golden thunder patterns.

Liu Hengdao sneered, "Perfect, I also want to see what the Eighth Hall of the Underworld is all about!"

Why talk so much?

The City King made the first move, flicking his wrist, and the Soul-Binding Chains around him burst forth, the Yama Ghost Head at the end of the chains opening its huge mouth, carrying endless resentment, and coiling towards Bi Tianjun.

"The prison of karma, locking the heavens and sealing the spirit!"

Thousands of chains intertwined, instantly forming an impenetrable prison cage, intending to completely imprison Bi Tianjun and seal his thunderous spiritual power.

Instead of retreating, Bi Tianjun advanced, swinging his twin maces horizontally. The power of the Spirit-Locking Thunder Mace erupted, and dark purple Yin lightning swept upwards along the chains.

The power of thunder is especially effective against evil spirits and ghosts. The resentment and ghostly energy on the chains are extinguished upon encountering thunder, emitting a hissing sound.

"Yin thunder dispels evil, thunder mace severs prison!"

Bi Tianjun roared and slammed his double maces down, unleashing a ring of lightning that instantly snapped several chains of the prison cage.

He leaped into the air, wielding his Thunder Axe and slashing through the air. A lightning blade several meters long tore through the ghostly energy, heading straight for the City King's face.

The City King remained unmoved, and with his left hand holding the City Scepter, he blocked forward, and the Karmic Barrier City Wall instantly condensed, with the pitch-black hellish city wall appearing out of thin air.

The lightning blades struck the city wall, sparks flying everywhere. Karma and lightning clashed violently. Although the city wall developed fine cracks, it did not break.

Seeing this, Lu Weijun frowned. The attributes were too countered; he needed to get Xiaoyu to come and help...

On the other side, Lu Shangyu didn't want to waste any more time with Shi Mo. "King Pingdeng, let's break out!"

King Pingdeng nodded, leaped into the air, and slashed horizontally with his Soul-Devouring Blade. The blade's light, carrying the endless resentment of Avici Hell, struck the charging black terracotta warrior, which shattered instantly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shi Mo raised his hand and wrote. The Eight Trigrams Formation was activated instantly, the Qimen Formation was changed, and the ink soldiers slaughtered the spirits!