In the distance, a troop of soldiers clad in armor marched forward with uniform steps, holding war halberds that rumbled and shook the entire street.
There were at least three hundred of these soldiers.
Even in this environment, Ye Chen's vision remained exceptionally sharp. When he saw these soldiers, his heart jolted.
For these were not real soldiers, but humanoid skeletal remains wearing tattered armor. Within their empty eye sockets, clusters of eerie green flames flickered and burned, resembling ghostly fire, a sight that was deeply unsettling.
These soldiers were clearly Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals!
Naturally, the others gradually realized this as well, each feeling their scalps go numb. To encounter Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals immediately upon entering the Fiftieth Trial Pass was an ill omen.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, these Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals spotted the numerous powerhouses entering the city. Their ghost fires within their eye sockets blazed fiercely as they looked over from afar.
Then, a leading Ghost General brandished a long saber, seemingly issuing some command, after which all the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals behind him swiftly charged forward.
Boom—
The entire street violently shook.
Every individual present was a true powerhouse, hailing from various corners of the universe. Though stripped of their magical power, they quickly regained their composure.
All were figures who dominated their own domains, experienced and knowledgeable, never having truly feared anything. Now, upon seeing this, they actively charged forward themselves.
Among them, a Heavenly King-level powerhouse with massive black horns took the lead. Though deprived of magical power, his formidable divine body remained intact; even if a great mountain or colossal peak were to crash down, it would not harm his Heavenly King-level physique. Wielding his Heavenly King War Saber—which, though stripped of its power, resembled an ordinary weapon—he charged straight through, slashing at the leading Ghost General.
To capture the rebels, first capture their leader!
Clang—
However, even though that Heavenly King War Saber could not awaken and had no power, it was still a Dao weapon refined over countless years, forged from various divine materials. To call it sharp enough to slice through hair or cut through iron like mud would be an understatement. Moreover, his powerful Heavenly King-level physique remained, possessing terrifying brute strength, enough to easily cleave through great mountains and colossal peaks.
Yet, when it struck the seemingly tattered armor, it produced a metallic clang with sparks flying, actually unable to pierce through, leaving only a white mark on the armor.
This scene left the others dumbfounded.
That Heavenly King was even more shocked, his face filled with disbelief.
Whoosh—
At the same time, the leading Ghost General suddenly moved.
Fast! Too fast!
Before that Heavenly King could react, the large saber swept across, directly knocking away his Heavenly King War Saber.
Then the large saber swept again, stirring up a bitingly cold gust of wind, a column of light flashing.
"No—" Thud—
The voice abruptly ceased. A head filled with terror flew up, accompanied by copious blood spraying from the severed neck, a truly grim sight.
A Heavenly King had been killed just like that.
All the powerhouses present watched in horror. What were these soldiers? Each one was demonic and sinister. A Heavenly King, even weakened without magical power, should still be capable of shattering mountains and rivers bare-handed, yet he had been slain like this—it was unbelievable.
However, what made their scalps tingle even more was that the severed head and headless corpse of the Heavenly King rapidly withered, eventually turning to dust.
From within, a bewitching crimson light shot out, fiercely rushing toward the Ghost General's skull, merging with the ghost fire.
Visible to the naked eye, the ghost fire leaping within the Ghost General's skull grew stronger, radiating an even more oppressive aura.
Clearly, these flesh and blood essences could provide evolution for the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals.
"Roar—"
The leading Ghost General looked at the many more powerhouses, swinging his large saber and pointing it at them from afar.
Boom—
At the same time, the three hundred Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals swiftly charged toward the powerhouses here.
Moreover, on the other side of the street, another army appeared, also consisting of Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals, equally eerie and terrifying, giving chase.
"This is bad! Everyone, hurry and leave!"
Someone shouted, but no one turned back. Although doing so might likely restore their abundant Dao power, their goal was to contend for the Great Emperor's reincarnation within the Fiftieth Trial Pass, to struggle for the Imperial Dao Sovereign Foundation. Having come this far, how could they simply turn back?
Everyone fled in disarray, rushing deeper into the city.
However, those Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals were faster. Many swarmed out from various streets, totaling over a thousand, surrounding all the powerhouses.
"Kill!"
The powerhouses joined forces to attack. Though stripped of magical power, their divine bodies remained strong, and their war weapons were still divine tools. They fought against the numerous Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals.
Among them, the powerhouses discovered that aside from the few leading Ghost Generals being exceptionally formidable, the other Yin Soldiers, though also powerful, were far inferior in combat strength to the Ghost Generals. Even a Heavenly King could handle these Yin Soldiers and suppress them.
For a time, it seemed as if they had returned to a mortal war between two armies in the secular world, extremely intense.
However, powerhouses were powerhouses. Even without magical power, their divine bodies were sufficiently strong. Lifting their Dao weapons, which were like divine tools, they continuously struck out. The clanging sounds never ceased. Soon, dozens of Yin Soldiers were directly shattered, their skulls pierced, and the clusters of ghost fire within them utterly extinguished, dying completely.
The ghost fire was equivalent to the divine soul of these Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals, and it was far inferior to a true divine soul, much more fragile.
However, the ten leading Ghost Generals remained intimidating presences. They easily slew one powerhouse after another, and their large sabers rapidly devoured the flesh and blood essences of these powerhouses, making themselves increasingly powerful.
"Let me deal with a Ghost General!"
One of them charged forward, holding a Divine Sword. He clashed with a Ghost General. With a boom, a fierce wind swept up, and even the hard bluestone slabs split. He did not fall behind in the slightest.
At the same time, the Divine Sword in his hand erupted with a fiery radiance, containing terrifying magical power, actually forcing a Ghost General back over a dozen steps.
"What? He can still use magical power?"
The powerhouses were all shocked. Wasn't this a forbidden magic realm where Great Dao magical power couldn't be used? Why could this person do so?
"I am a Great Power. The End of Law Rules cannot completely restrain my dao techniques."
This person spoke, revealing the causality.
He was a Great Power, exceedingly powerful. Even under these End of Law Rules, he retained a small portion of his magical power, combined with his divine body, far surpassing the other powerhouses.
At this moment, everyone finally understood: the so-called End of Law Rules were not absolute. The stronger one was, the more one could preserve sufficiently powerful magical power to use in this environment.
Great Powers clearly belonged to this category.