Chapter 1: Kill! Kill! Kill!

"He must not leave alive!" The six gorgeously dressed men and women shouted loudly. They knew well that the great formation had been broken. Without the concealment and protection of the formation, they would soon be discovered... And once Ji Ning escaped, the news would spread quickly, and they would be found out as well.

The formation flag of the Illusionary Formation must be taken back! Ji Ning must also be slain!

"Kill!"

"Kill him." A large number of servants charged madly at Ji Ning.

Ji Ning directly stored the formation flag into his storage treasure. At the same time, the pair of magic treasures on his back fluttered, and he shot through the air. Instantly, endless scorching flames descended, surrounding the servants and beginning to burn them, causing them to shriek miserably.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Three figures among the servants turned into blurs and pounced straight at Ji Ning.

"Xiantian lifeforms?" Ji Ning recognized at a glance that these three were all Xiantian lifeforms. "It seems that old scoundrel of a cultivator has quite a few Xiantian lifeforms under his command."

"Kill him."

"The master orders it. Kill him."

The three Xiantian lifeforms' eyes were filled with killing intent. They were all servants of Bei Zishan, controlled by poison, and dared not disobey Bei Zishan's orders. They instantly turned into streaks of light and attacked Ji Ning from different directions. But Ji Ning executed the Windwing Evasion technique and directly met a big, fat-headed, bearded man.

"Roar." The man held a large hammer.

Swish!

A flash of sword light, and the big man rolled to the ground, clutching his chest and convulsing, blood staining the ground. In one exchange, Ji Ning's sword had pierced his heart!

"Little brat." The hawk-nosed man roared as he charged, but a sword light directly sliced off half his head, killing him on the spot. This frightened the third Xiantian lifeform, an old man, who changed expression and immediately retreated.

...

Endless flames descended, instantly killing two Xiantian lifeforms and frightening off a third. This made the six men and women exchange glances, their expressions ugly.

"Such terrifying speed!"

"His sword technique far surpasses any of us. No wonder he could kill the senior apprentice-brother."

They all instantly understood that even if they swarmed him, they would probably die.

At this moment, Ji Ning was like a reaper of lives. On one hand, he used endless flames to burn the servants to death; on the other, he personally hunted the Xiantian lifeforms. Under Bei Zishan's command, including servants, spirit beasts, and disciples, there were over ten Xiantian lifeforms.

"Dragon-soldier formation!" The youngest among the six men and women, a handsome youth, suddenly roared mournfully.

"Dragon-soldier formation."

The other five senior apprentice-brothers and sisters immediately understood and all roared. Soon, black armor appeared on their bodies, and all six wore black armor.

"Rumble~~" For a moment, the entire mountain seemed to move. This mountain had long been hollowed out. Besides the main cavern, there were many other smaller caves. After all, a million mortals were being tortured here; one could imagine how many caves there were.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Like rain falling from the sky, densely packed soldiers in dark green armor began to rush out from countless caves. Each soldier's armor bore ancient, complex runes that drew upon the power of heaven and earth.

"Soldiers!" Ji Ning's expression changed as he looked at the large number of soldiers leaping down from thousands of caves on the mountain wall. He recognized them at a glance as soldiers!

"And they are even stronger soldiers than my Ji clan's 'Crimson Armor Guards'." Ji Ning's insight was profound; he could naturally feel that the runes on these soldiers' armor drew upon the power of heaven and earth in a way that made his heart tremble.

A full ten thousand soldiers descended from the sky.

More than ten Xiantian lifeform soldiers in black armor also rushed out.

"Kill as many as I can." Ji Ning understood that he absolutely could not allow them to unite. He fluttered his wings like a roc and shot to a spot nearly a mile away. The soldiers, mostly Houtian, were much slower.

"All of you, die!"

Ji Ning, whose face had some red spots due to poison, went completely berserk. In an instant, boundless flames and endless frost descended, madly sweeping in two directions. Ji Ning was doing his utmost to control water and fire.

"Watch out!"

"Form the formation!"

The ten thousand soldiers from all directions, every nine of them formed a formation, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth. Faintly, a dragon-shaped phantom appeared above and behind them. Facing the burning flames and the assault of extreme frost, those who had formed formations mostly managed to hold on, while those who hadn't died instantly. Especially those at the center of the flames and frost, alternating between scorching heat and bitter cold, even those in formations died.

"Dragon Formation!"

More than ten Xiantian lifeforms in black armor also tried to charge into the formation.

"Not good." Ji Ning had seen nine Xiantian lifeforms use soldier armor in the Water Mansion; how could he watch these ten-plus succeed?

"Water-Fire Lotus, crush them all!" Ji Ning instantly formed nine Water-Fire Lotuses, enveloping nine of them.

Water-Fire Lotuses appeared out of thin air, with fire lotus leaves and water lotus leaves rotating in opposite directions, crushing.

"Ah!" The woman with a scorpion on her shoulder screamed as she was ground into pieces.

"Quick!"

"Form the formation."

Even though they all wanted to form the formation, among the nine enveloped, six died miserably, and the other three were severely injured. This shocked the other Xiantian lifeforms... This technique was too terrifying. From such a distance, he had simultaneously killed six Xiantian lifeforms? Ordinary Xiantian lifeforms couldn't attack from a distance because they couldn't control magic treasures for long-range attacks.

The six who died were unlucky. They were not afraid of Ji Ning controlling water and fire, but they didn't expect him to execute the 'Water-Fire Lotus' containing the true meaning of the Dao. If they had known in advance and prepared a protective Dao talisman, they wouldn't have died instantly.

"Form the formation!" The handsome youth's black armor immediately manifested runes, and he drew upon the dragon-shaped phantoms from the many ordinary soldiers, linking them together into one.

In an instant, the handsome youth and a thousand ordinary soldiers became one, and a dragon phantom appeared above and behind him.

"Form the formation."

"Form the formation."

One by one, the Xiantian lifeforms immediately united with the soldiers. Some drew upon a thousand, some five hundred. Although the maximum was a thousand soldiers, too many had been killed by Ji Ning.

"Pity that fewer than nine thousand soldiers remain; otherwise, they could have merged into a single dragon and easily slain him." Eight dragon phantoms appeared in the air, formed by eight Xiantian lifeforms and several thousand soldiers.

"Even if they can't become a dragon, he still must die."

...

In a secret chamber deep within the mountain.

Inside the ancient cauldron, under the green flame's burning, a blood-red cloth banner floated, with countless vengeful spirits howling silently and fighting madly.

Bei Zishan sat cross-legged there, his expression extremely gloomy.

"This Ji Ning actually broke my great formation." Bei Zishan was both anxious and angry. He had been fleeing all along, wanting to refine this powerful magic treasure to turn the tables. Without the concealment of the great formation, he couldn't hide. Moreover, many vengeful spirits had not yet been refined into the banner. He was now desperately trying to stop, willing to abandon a large number of vengeful spirits.

But this kind of magic treasure, born from endless sin, was extremely dangerous to refine. A single mistake would lead to backlash. He had to be very careful. Even to stop, he had to kill all the unrefined vengeful spirits one by one before he could finally stop. If he forced it, he would only suffer backlash.

Stopping required time.

"Master, there are fewer than nine thousand soldiers." A spirit beast transformed into a man shouted anxiously in the mountain belly.

"What!" Bei Zishan, who was barely restraining his anxiety, heard his spirit beast above and became greatly alarmed. "Fewer than nine thousand soldiers? With fewer than nine thousand, they cannot merge into a dragon. With Ji Ning's strength, he can completely escape."

Suddenly, the blood-red cloth banner trembled, and countless vengeful spirits madly tried to break free.

"Not good."

Bei Zishan suppressed his anxiety. He knew that if he lost control, the vengeful spirits would counterattack, and he might die here today. He produced a small pouch, like an embroidered bag. From the pouch flew a black coffin, which landed with a loud crash.

The coffin lid was thrown open, and a chilling aura spread. A large hand covered in black fur grabbed the edge of the coffin lid, and then a black-furred zombie with green-glowing eyes sat up.

Whoosh.

The black-furred zombie landed on the ground, surrounded by visible black mist—corpse miasma. Even a Xiantian lifeform would die if they inhaled this black corpse miasma. This zombie was one of Bei Zishan's trump cards, painstakingly refined from the body of a Zifu Disciple.

"Go, kill him." Bei Zishan ordered. Zombies were neither alive nor dead. A black-furred zombie at this level already had some intelligence. This black-furred zombie knew Bei Zishan's disciples and could quickly assess the situation and identify the enemy. The black-furred zombie was comparable to a Zifu Disciple and was very dangerous.

"Mm." The black-furred zombie grunted, took a step, and left. With a leap, it jumped out of the nearly hundred-zhang deep pit.