479: Chapter 2: Two Kings Defeat, Ghost Army Improved

On the other side of the battlefield, the battle between Golden Winged Peng and Three-Tailed Fox and Ji Qingyun was still raging.

Although Ji Qingyun was fighting two opponents, with his superb combat skills and control over the power of wind and lightning, he never fell into a disadvantage.

Every time he waved his folding fan, it brought forth gusts of wind, as if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was at his disposal.

Golden Winged Peng's speed was extremely fast, his body like lightning as he flapped his wings, each attack carrying the might to tear space.

However, Ji Qingyun could always skillfully evade his attacks with his nimble footwork and even counterattack with wind blades.

Three-Tailed Fox's three tails flickered with a strange light, each tail containing a powerful soul attack, attempting to disturb Ji Qingyun's mind.

However, Ji Qingyun's soul was incredibly resilient and completely unaffected.

"Lord Qingyun, you are indeed worthy of being one of the Nine Lords, your strength is extraordinary!"

Golden Winged Peng said with a sneer, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"However, today you are ultimately unable to escape death!"

Three-Tailed Fox's voice was seductive, but her tone was full of killing intent.

Ji Qingyun smiled indifferently, his folding fan in his hand lightly flicked, and the wind wall instantly turned into countless wind blades, sweeping towards Golden Winged Peng and Three-Tailed Fox.

"If that's the case, then we shall see."

Meanwhile, Baili Ziyuan had already penetrated deep into the core area of the beast tide.

His death scythe was like the judgment of the Grim Reaper, each swing taking the lives of several demon beasts.

The souls of those demon beasts were absorbed by his Domain the moment they died, transforming into the power of the Ghost Army.

"Below the King Realm, all are ants."

Baili Ziyuan's voice was as bone-chilling as a cold wind, spreading throughout the entire battlefield.

The Dragon Armor Giant Elephant and Berserk War Rhinoceros felt the approach of death, their eyes filled with fear.

They knew that facing a King Realm Expert, escape was futile; only by fighting to the death might there be a glimmer of hope.

"Fight!"

The Dragon Armor Giant Elephant roared, its entire body covered in scales that shone with a metallic luster, its massive body charging violently towards Baili Ziyuan, attempting to break through his defenses with brute force.

The Berserk War Rhinoceros was not to be outdone, its horns condensing violent energy, following closely behind, rushing straight at Baili Ziyuan.

However, Baili Ziyuan merely lightly waved the death scythe in his hand, a pitch-black blade light cutting through the sky, instantly disintegrating the attacks of the Dragon Armor Giant Elephant and Berserk War Rhinoceros.

The blade light's momentum did not diminish and directly struck the two demon beasts.

"Pfft!"

The bodies of the Dragon Armor Giant Elephant and Berserk War Rhinoceros were instantly torn apart by the blade light, blood gushing out, and their massive bodies crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Baili Ziyuan did not stop; his figure shuttled through the beast tide like a ghost, each swing of his scythe bringing down several demon beasts.

Before the souls of those demon beasts could dissipate, they were absorbed by his Domain, transforming into his power.

"Kill!"

Under Baili Ziyuan's leadership, the Ghost Army were like the Grim Reaper descending, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the demon beasts.

The number of demon beasts on the battlefield rapidly decreased; the once vast beast tide was now scattered and disorganized.

The Great Xia soldiers on the walls of Qingyun City watched in stunned silence, they had never seen such a terrifying battle scene.

Baili Ziyuan, with his own strength, had almost routed the entire beast tide; this level of power was beyond their imagination.

"Is this the power of a King Realm Expert?" a soldier muttered to himself, his eyes filled with awe.

"With Lord Qingyun and this Lord here, Qingyun City is safe!" another soldier said excitedly.

The situation on the battlefield had completely reversed; the defeat of the beast tide was a foregone conclusion.

Seeing this, Golden Winged Peng and Three-Tailed Fox were greatly anxious, but they were firmly entangled by Ji Qingyun and could not escape at all.

"Damn it!"

Golden Winged Peng roared, his wings flapping violently, attempting to break free from Ji Qingyun's entanglement.

However, Ji Qingyun's folding fan was like a bone-sticking leech, always clinging to him, giving him no chance to escape.

"Didn't you two want to kill me? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Ji Qingyun smiled slightly, his folding fan in his hand suddenly waved, and a gust of wind swept out, forcing Golden Winged Peng and Three-Tailed Fox back several steps.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Three-Tailed Fox's eyes, her three tails suddenly whipped, releasing dazzling light, attempting to confuse Ji Qingyun's mind.

However, Ji Qingyun was prepared; he lightly fanned with his folding fan, dispersing the confusing light.

"Such petty tricks, you dare to show off in front of me?"

Ji Qingyun sneered, his figure flashed, instantly appearing behind Three-Tailed Fox, and his folding fan slammed down.

"Bang!"

Three-Tailed Fox was sent staggering back by the blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Her eyes were filled with shock, she clearly didn't expect Ji Qingyun's strength to be so powerful.

Seeing this, Golden Winged Peng was greatly anxious, he knew that if this continued, both of them would likely perish here.

"Retreat!"

Golden Winged Peng gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, the golden light around his body shining like a great sun, then his wings flapped violently, taking Three-Tailed Fox and quickly fleeing the battlefield.

Ji Qingyun did not pursue, but stood in place, watching them leave.

He knew that although Golden Winged Peng and Three-Tailed Fox had escaped, their forces had been severely damaged and would not be able to pose a threat to Qingyun District in a short time.

At this moment, Baili Ziyuan's figure flashed and also arrived beside Ji Qingyun.

With Mo Xuan and Xia Yu below, the remaining demon beasts were not worth fearing at all.

"Greetings, Lord Qingyun!"

Lord Qingyun turned around and was about to speak when a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

But he quickly wiped it away, and in the blink of an eye, he revealed a calm and composed look again.

"Dragon Dark, I've long heard of your great name. That guy Blade Lord hasn't praised many people."

"Your injuries..."

Baili Ziyuan showed a look of concern, knowing that this was one of the Nine Lords. Although he wasn't one of the strongest ones, he was by no means an ordinary person.

"It's nothing, it's not easy to suppress those two guys."

Lord Qingyun revealed a helpless smile, "Now that the situation is stable, it's not suitable to cause more trouble, so please keep it a secret."

"Don't worry, I know that much."

Baili Ziyuan naturally knew that the current situation was turbulent. Although Qingyun District had won a great victory this time, many people had also sacrificed themselves.

If Lord Qingyun, the spiritual pillar of everyone in Qingyun District, were to fall, even an injury could easily cause panic.

"Hehe, thank you very much this time. I didn't expect you to have mastered your Domain power right after breaking through. You truly are formidable, a promising young man."

Ji Qingyun looked at the Ghost Army below, and those beast souls that looked like vengeful spirits, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"Next, I will personally command Qingyun District. Perhaps you can go to other battlefields.

Where your ability is suitable to go might even allow you to improve further."

Baili Ziyuan nodded slightly upon hearing this. Although his strength didn't increase much this time, the strength of the Ghost Army under his command had undergone a qualitative change.

Especially Mo Xuan and Xia Yu, who had now reached the Half-King Realm, and there were even ten Ghost Generals who had reached the Wu Jun Late Stage.

There were no less than seventy others at the Martial Lord Realm, and as many as five hundred Martial Grandmasters.

The weakest of the remaining Ghost Army had all reached the Martial Master Late Stage. If such battles were to occur a few more times,

The entire army becoming Martial Generals would no longer be a fantasy!

"I will request an order from Lord Dragon King."