Urban Wolf King

King Zhuli and tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators stared intently at the person surrounded by millions, their bodies trembling, not daring to utter a single word.

It wasn't necessary to mention the formidable aura of the five million Demon Cultivators united as one, nor the ferocity of a million Demon Cultivators with rage reaching the skies, nor the respectful demeanor of the Harmonious Four Symbols' Ghost Servants, much less the accompaniment of two beauties; even with only this single young person under the gate of the entire Capital, King Zhuli would shiver with fear.

Because they were all shocked by the faint apocalyptic aura emanating from this young person. Even though King Zhuli was at the Realm of Two Elephants and realized that this person before him was also at the Realm of Two Elephants, he still trembled in his heart.

Though they were both at the Realm of Two Elephants, he and this person before him were worlds apart.

After a moment, King Zhuli murmured, "Now I finally understand why the advancing army was utterly defeated, this person alone suffices."

After saying this, King Zhuli hurriedly shouted loudly, "All forces listen to the order, immediately activate the Array and protect the entire city, report immediately to Lord Xu Wuzi."

Upon hearing King Zhuli's command, the entire city of Evil Ghosts hurriedly started to act, and a canopy of light immediately rose above the Capital, enveloping all the Evil Ghosts.

Seeing the Evil Ghosts trembling in fear and not daring to fight, Fang Jinchun and the other millions of Demon Cultivators were extremely excited.

Once upon a time, upon seeing the army of the Nether Realm, they only had the chance to escape, hiding within a protective array, which was the "privilege" of the Demon Cultivators.

But now, in just a hundred days, their status with the Evil Ghosts from the Nether Realm had reversed. Those hiding within the Grand Array, not daring to face the battle, turned out to be the Evil Ghosts.

At this moment, even though there were tens of thousands of Evil Ghosts on the city walls, along with the strong of Harmonious Four Symbols, the Demon Cultivators' army was filled with high spirits, eager to attack the city walls and slaughter the Evil Ghosts.

Everyone turned their heads, looking at Wang Yan with eyes full of admiration and longing, awaiting Wang Yan's command to launch the attack.

Wang Yan sat atop the carriage, raised his head, and coldly swept his gaze across the Evil Ghosts on the city wall.

Upon being hit by Wang Yan's icy gaze, King Zhuli immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, shivering uncontrollably, wishing to turn and flee at once.

At this moment, Wang Yan pointed to the city wall and said a single word, "Kill."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's word, "Kill," five million Demon Cultivators, a million Demon Beasts, and a hundred thousand Jiao Cavalry simultaneously shouted loudly, "Kill——"

In an instant, the shouts of killing echoed to the heavens, shaking the universe, terrifying the Evil Ghosts.

Wu Da and Wu Er, the two Ghost Servants, stepped forward simultaneously, waving their hands, releasing two White Tigers that charged toward the protective Grand Array above the Capital.

The protective array of the Capital was nowhere near as formidable as Human Flesh Valley. In King Zhuli's arrogance, he never expected any human would dare attack the Capital, thus the protective array was hastily erected.

Now, under the attack of the two Tigers, with a resounding boom, the protective array collapsed. As the two White Tigers pressed forward, they knocked down half of the city walls, causing countless Evil Ghosts to fall from the city walls, smashing onto the stones below.

Seeing the first strike initiated by the strong of Harmonious Four Symbols, King Zhuli couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Weren't the strong of Harmonious Four Symbols supposed to rely on their status and attack last? Why did they attack from the start?

But then, King Zhuli understood; mere Ghost Servants had no status to speak of.

Immediately, King Zhuli hurriedly thought to drive his Double Elephant to resist the White Tigers of Wu Da and Wu Er.

However, before King Zhuli could act, he felt a chill throughout his body. As he quickly steadied his mind, he saw through the myriad of Evil Ghosts that Wang Yan, among the millions of Demon Cultivators, was sitting on the carriage staring coldly at him.

Seeing Wang Yan's fierce eyes, King Zhuli dared not move any further, allowing the two White Tigers to howl past, sweeping the Evil Ghosts around him off the city walls, tearing them to pieces.

Because King Zhuli foresaw that if he dared to resist the Twin Tigers, Wang Yan's attack would undoubtedly land solidly on him.

At this moment, under King Zhuli's hand were several Asuras who, seeing the dire situation, hurriedly ordered the Evil Ghosts to counterattack.

At this time, Wu Ancestor Li waved his hand and shouted, "Evil-Breaking Slash——"

With these words, two million Demon Cultivators under Wu Ancestor Li simultaneously raised their fingers and pointed towards the city wall.

Two million Evil-Breaking Slashes shot forth like lightning, striking the city wall. In the brilliance, two million Demon Cultivators simultaneously fell from the city wall, pierced through, mortally wounded and dead.

In just a single round of attack, two million Evil Ghosts were killed. Coupled with those slain by the two White Tigers earlier, almost half of the tens of thousands of Evil Ghosts were killed, and this was in just a matter of moments.

Just as the Evil Ghosts were momentarily stunned, a second wave of Evil-Breaking Slash flew out, killing another two million Evil Ghosts.

This time, the remaining five million Evil Ghosts were immediately in disarray, scattering in all directions.

At this moment, Fang Jinchun, who had been standing still, finally raised his hand and shouted, "Follow me to kill."

With that, Fang Jinchun, Yan Shilin, and Ma Jun charged out first, heading straight to the city wall, engaging the Evil Ghosts in battle.

In an instant, the Evil Ghosts fell like harvested wheat, with countless Evil Ghosts falling one after another.

Gradually, however, the Evil Ghosts, driven to desperation, began to counterattack, and Fang Jinchun's two million Demon Cultivators also began to suffer casualties.

Yet, the more the Demon Cultivators fought, the braver they grew. Although comrades continued to fall around them, the battle spirit of the Demon Cultivators grew stronger, their shouts louder, and they almost went mad, channeling their anger relentlessly onto the Evil Ghosts.

Looking at the fallen Demon Cultivators, Wang Yan's eyes, though showing traces of sympathy, did not intervene.

Although the five million Evil Ghosts before him could be slain by Wang Yan alone, if he did so, Fang Jinchun and the others would never grow.

"Only through the baptism of blood can one truly grow."

At this moment, Beiming Xue took to the sky, her white clothes fluttering, floating in mid-air. Looking down at the Demon Cultivators below, Beiming Xue waved her snow-white hands toward the crowd, murmuring, "Ice Ripple——"

With these words, ripples of ice and snow appeared in Beiming Xue's palms, falling onto the Demon Cultivators. The severely injured Demon Cultivators immediately stood up, and the lightly injured instantly healed.

With Beiming Xue's healing, the morale of the Demon Cultivators soared even higher, while the Evil Ghosts could no longer hold out, retreating like a tide.

In the end, all the Evil Ghosts retreated beside King Zhuli, surrounded by the Demon Cultivators.

At this point, King Zhuli realized he was trapped, and death loomed over him.

In his crisis, King Zhuli's eyes rolled, then shouted loudly toward Wang Yan, "Human Marshal, your men have finished their battle; isn't it time for us to decide the outcome between the two of us?"

Upon hearing King Zhuli's words, Wang Yan replied calmly, "Sure."

Hearing Wang Yan's agreement, King Zhuli was delighted and said, "Our duel can decide the final outcome. If you kill me, I and all my forces are willing to face death directly. If I break my word, let me become a wandering ghost, never able to return to Hell."

Wang Yan slightly nodded and said, "The same applies in reverse."

Hearing Wang Yan agree, King Zhuli couldn't help laughing loudly, "Hahaha, humans are indeed simple-minded. Don't you know, I'm originally a ghost of the Nether Realm, how could there be talk of killing me?"

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