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Only to see the gates of the underworld tremble, a terrifying aura of deathly silence pervades.

Such a change instantly caused the expressions of all the divine masters stationed at the heavenly barriers to drastically change.

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"Something's changed with the Gate of the Underworld!"

"Could the undead be rising again"

Ten years ago, the war was still vivid in their memory. Eight Lich Kings, twenty-eight Lich Lords, and countless undead armies turned the battlefield between the two worlds into a bloody slaughterhouse.

Although the heavens achieved victory in that battle, countless cultivators from all races perished.

Some top-tier powerhouses of certain races have perished, and even weaker divine races have fallen from their positions.

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But that battle also caused great losses to the Underworld. Since then, the Underworld Gate has been peaceful for ten years.

Although all races had speculated that as long as the Nether Gate remained, a large-scale invasion of undead was inevitable.

But no one expected the Dead Spirit invasion to be this fast. After just a few peaceful years, Netherworld was about to make another large-scale move.

Just by observing the deathly energy surging out from the gates of the Underworld, one can understand that this Underworld operation will be no small matter.

As expected.

Just as the experts from all sides were astonished, endless black mist surged forth, and a majestic figure stepped out from it. A terrifying aura exploded with a deafening roar.

"Boom!"

In the ethereal realm of Ten Thousand Miles of Underworld, the void shattered. A terrifying aura surged into the heavens, crashing down upon all races like an overwhelming tidal wave.

As the Lord took a step forward, an immensely powerful aura rose from him, colliding violently with the surging wave of energy.

"Ka-cha—"

Space shatters.

The Lord's body trembled, and he involuntarily took a step back.

"The divine lord's peak!"

He stared with icy eyes at the imposing figure shrouded in black mist. This aura was all too familiar to even the Saint, it was unmistakably that of a powerhouse who had reached the pinnacle of the Divine Lord level.

But even so, the Lord did not feel afraid.

The Supreme Lord of Death's skeletal warriors, whether in the Celestial Realms or the Netherworld, the Saint Master is confident that they will not be inferior in any way.

Just as the first death spirit appeared at the peak of the divine master, a second and third soon followed.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of peak-level Divine Masters and three Divine Monarch level undead appeared. As these powerful undead stepped out of the Netherworld Realm, massive armies surged out of the Netherworld Gate, charging towards the Heavenly Barriers.

This time.

The Underworld is also coming in a menacing way.

But unlike ten years ago, this time the Underworld invasion was not led by an ancient emperor. It's quite apparent that the Underworld realized there were problems in the Heavenly Domains and understood that even if an ancient emperor entered the Heavenly Domains, they might not be much stronger than a typical peak-level divine master.

Even if the accumulation of power in the underworld is substantial, those who can enter the realm of Divine Emperor won't be infinite. On the contrary, there are quite a few below the Divine Emperor level.

Therefore.

Although this Netherworld invasion wasn't led by the God Emperor, its momentum was still considerable.

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Only the first batch of powerful undead charged against the heavenly barriers. Naturally, the strong men stationed in the heavenly barriers, such as the Holy Lord, took action to resist them immediately.

"Boom!"

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The Lord stepped on the void, his blood surging like a vast ocean, trembling. His fist, with the momentum of suppressing the Eight Wildernesses, made a death spirit god king's face change.

The latter's face turned livid with anger, and immediately drew their divine weapon to engage in battle.

But the Black Demon clan focuses on refining their physical bodies, believing in breaking through everything with brute force. Their qi and blood power are extremely powerful, making their physical defenses formidable as well.

A leisurely Eleventh Rank treasure falling onto the Saint Lord's body wouldn't even leave a scratch.

Even with the combined power of a deity at its peak, it only managed to break through some of the Saint Lord's defenses. However, within a breath, such wounds healed completely.

You can say.

The physical body is difficult to cultivate.

But as long as one can cultivate successfully, their strength will undoubtedly surpass that of others at the same level. Ordinary cultivators at the same level will be unable to contend with them.

This is the fundamental reason why the Black Demon Race is so powerful.

Now.

The Lord fought valiantly against the God-King's undead, despite the latter being protected by an eleven-ranked divine treasure. However, the God-King was unable to gain any advantage in the battle.

Meanwhile.

The other powerful beings stationed at the Heavenly Barriers were also engaged in fierce battles with the Netherworld undead.

But any deity who can hold down the Heavenly Barriers for ten layers has formidable strength. If they truly exhaust all their cards, they could rival even the pinnacle of divine power.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

On the chaotic battlefield, cultivators from both worlds clashed together completely.

Just then, the gate of the underworld trembled once more, and a second wave of undead troops arrived.

A terrifying aura, powerful enough to rival a deity at its peak, erupted.

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This scene.

Let the powerful lords, like Saint Lord, change their expressions.

Another dozen or so powerful figures, at the peak of their godhood.

That's it.

Among the powerful beings who participated in this invasion of the Netherworld, there were over thirty figures whose power rivaled that of a deity at its peak. This far exceeded the limits that the current celestial barriers could withstand.

If the Heavenly Gods and their divine palaces do not dispatch powerful reinforcements, the Heavenly Barriers will surely be difficult to withstand.

At that moment, a soul-penetrating sound of qin music echoed through the void. Following closely was an urgent and tense melody, like thousands of troops charging, boundless killing intent rising instantly to the heavens.

Killing spree!

War drums thunder!

The drums of war beat!

The hurried piano music was like a chapter of slaughter, the ancient battlefield seeming to appear before all living beings. This was not an illusionary mirage, but truly thousands upon thousands of soldiers derived from the piano music, charging towards the undead army.

Only the sound of qin music pounding, a massive army shattering the void, at the moment they collided with the undead army, countless undead cultivators perished and vanished.

With the roar of the Dead Spirit unleashed at its peak, the divine master brought forth his prized protective artifact. The terrifying power erupted, directly charging into the battlefield.

The next moment.

The iron steed shattered the void, the body-guarding treasure burst with a deafening roar. The undead whose cultivation rivaled that of a Divine Lord at its peak fell in an instant.

Such a scene, not only did the underworld tremble in fear, but even the heavens changed color.

It is now.

Only then did everyone discover that on the city walls of the Heavenly Barrier, a figure in green robes sat cross-legged, playing a qin with his hands. With every pluck of the strings, powerful divine lords at the peak of their strength were slain.

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One man army!

All the cultivators' minds were filled with this thought.

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This is a true one-man army, the second wave of undead legions numbering in the millions, with dozens of powerhouses rivaling the peak of divine masters, but now they are all intercepted by Chen Changqing alone.

It shouldn't be said to be interception.

To be precise, this is a massacre.

“This was the Lingyin Divine Emperor’s most treasured possession. I didn’t expect it to end up in Fu Yang’s hands, yet it could unleash such terrifying power.”

This piece contains boundless killing intent, one can't tell who the cultivator that created it is!

The Supreme Emperor of the Imperial God Clan gazed at the figures on the city wall, his eyes filled with a solemn expression, and there was a hint of imperceptible shock hidden within.

When the Lingyin God Emperor first appeared, he wielded the ancient qin treasure against his enemies. Later, the opponent was slain by Chen Changqing, and the ancient qin fell into his hands.

Although the Supreme Emperor's legacy treasure, the Eye of Eternity, was highly desirable, the Extreme Emperor didn't intend to seize it from Zhang Changqing.

...What the Emperor didn't expect was that for ten years, Shen Changqing had been stationed at the Heavenly Barrier without showing himself. He silently and invisibly refined the ancient qin, but instead of simply harnessing its power, he further developed it, making it even stronger than when Ling Yin Divine Emperor used it before...

The Great Emperor understood.

This is not a strengthening of the ancient qin's power, but rather the strength of this Heavenly Sect Sect Master, who surpasses even the Spirit Sound Divine Emperor. Only then can the ancient qin unleash even more terrifying power.

The sound of the qin was urgent, like the clang of swords and clashing armor. The killing started suddenly, as if trapped in a ten-sided ambush. When he heard the piercing melody, Emperor Ji had a sense of despair that he was trapped in a desperate situation, giving him an urge to commit suicide.

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Upon realizing the thought that had emerged within him, Emperor Ji Huang was instantly drenched in cold sweat. When he looked at Chen Changqing again, his eyes held a newfound fear.

To merely hear the sound of the qin can disturb one's heart, so if the true target of the qin's music were to be attacked, how terrifying would it be.

Not only was Emperor Qi shocked, but other cultivators were also equally astonished.

Vast immortal power surged, flowing into the Mountain River Qin. The resounding notes transformed into thousands of horses and armies, echoing the memories of ancient battlefields glimpsed in the distant past. Now they are all manifested before us.

Tens of millions of souls perished, their collective demise forming a terrifying massacre that swept across the land. Countless undead cultivators were obliterated.

As the melody soared to its peak, it abruptly plummeted. When Changqing's hands pressed down on the strings, the sound that had once swept across the entire battlefield vanished into thin air.

Upon further observation of the netherworld, millions upon millions of undead troops perished. Even the dozen or so peak Divine Sovereign-level undead that emerged in the second wave were unable to escape their fate.

"Not bad!"

Chen Changqing was quite satisfied with the current outcome. He immediately put away the Shanhe Qin, his figure abruptly disappearing from the city wall. In the next breath, a terrifying sword energy shattered the void, resembling the Milky Way cascading from the heavens, directly enveloping and swallowing a dead spirit deity.

The latter, sensing the threat of death, directly used all its power to counter the sword qi galaxy. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, any struggle was just futile.

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"Boom—"

The Death God's physical body instantly vanished, and his soul was completely obliterated by this terrifying power.

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Seeing this situation, the Lord who was originally fighting with the Death God Monarch, his expression immediately changed drastically.

The opponent had just obliterated millions of undead troops with the power of the Mountain River Harp, and in the next instant, they appeared on the battlefield and instantly killed the Undead God.

Such terrifying power caused even the Lord to feel an infinite amount of fear within his heart.

He thought of the ancient battlefield from long ago.

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Only then did the Lord truly understand that his previous self had merely taken a stroll before the Underworld. If the other party had truly harbored murderous intent towards him, he would have been instantly killed.

Ignoring the shock of the Holy Lord, Chen Changqing quickly focused on his second target. Sword energy surged in his sleeves, directly tearing through the endless void. Another Spirit God Sovereign's soul trembled violently. He disregarded further fighting with the other lords and without hesitation, turned and fled.

But just as it was about to turn around, the sword qi star river had already directly engulfed it.

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