Knowing he was no match, King Zhuli willingly engaged in a duel with Wang Yan, having already devised a strategy.
His bet with Wang Yan was a word game. Since Wang Yan could never kill him, he would never lose.
Thus, Wang Yan could never win this bet, and King Zhuli would always be the final victor.
After revealing his thoughts, the evil ghosts who were just terrified by his defeat finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of ease appearing on their faces.
King Zhuli also looked at Wang Yan triumphantly.
However, just as King Zhuli was feeling proud, he unexpectedly discovered that the five million Demon Cultivators in front of him showed not a trace of distress; instead, they gazed at him as if he were a fool.
King Zhuli's mind raced, unable to comprehend his mistake. Why did such a clever bet make these humans look at him like a fool?
At that moment, Wang Yan's body slowly floated up from the carriage, standing opposite King Zhuli.
Wang Yan glanced coldly at King Zhuli and said indifferently, "Who told you ghosts from the Nether Realm cannot die?"
Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, King Zhuli finally relaxed and laughed, "Haha, I thought I was wrong, but it turns out you are ignorant. Let me tell you, ignorant humans, there was a great battle countless years ago that destroyed the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Therefore, all evil ghosts cannot enter reincarnation and cannot be reborn. So, the Human Race gets fewer and the ghosts increase because we cannot truly die. Now you understand, hahaha—"
King Zhuli's wild laughter echoed again. Surprisingly, Wang Yan, who should have been panic-stricken, remained calm, unperturbed by King Zhuli's revelations.
"Are you scared stiff? Didn't you understand my words?" King Zhuli asked coldly, enraged.
Wang Yan nodded slightly and said, "I see, these are fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
With this sentence, Wang Yan raised his right hand, revealing two black Magical Treasures above.
Seeing these two Magical Treasures, King Zhuli widened his eyes in fright. His ghostly eyes were filled with terror, and his voice turned hoarse: "How... how do you have fragments of the Six Paths?"
It turned out that Wang Yan had brought out the Black Sakura and Soul Capturing Armor.
Only now did Wang Yan understand that the so-called Six Paths were indeed the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
For some unknown reason, the Six Paths of Reincarnation were broken, causing souls to gather more and more in the Nether Realm, leading to the troubles in the human world today and the countless Evil Ghost Asuras.
The Black Sakura and Soul Capturing Armor were fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
"Since the Six Paths of Reincarnation cannot end your life, I shall take on this task."
Wang Yan said as the Black Sakura and Soul Capturing Armor flew towards King Zhuli.
Had Wang Yan spoken of having him killed earlier, King Zhuli would have laughed heartily, but seeing the fragments of the Six Paths now, King Zhuli was already terrified.
Seeing the Black Sakura and Soul Capturing Armor fly towards him, King Zhuli hurriedly stepped back, evoking a White Tiger and a Black Tortoise to block them.
Seeing King Zhuli's Double Elephant, Wang Yan felt somewhat disappointed.
If King Zhuli's Double Elephant included a Cyan Dragon or Vermilion Bird, Wang Yan could completely kill and claim the Elephants, reaching the Realm of Three Elephants.
Unfortunately, King Zhuli's Double Elephant overlaps with his own, rendering it useless to Wang Yan.
Therefore, seeing King Zhuli wield the Double Elephant, Wang Yan also swayed, simultaneously deploying his own Double Elephant to attack King Zhuli's.
In the sky, the Four Symbols engaged, yet the Black Sakura and Soul Capturing Armor continued descending towards King Zhuli.
King Zhuli turned to flee, but the tremendous suction from the Black Sakura and Soul Capturing Armor rendered him immobile. At this moment, Wang Yan's solemn voice was heard: "Sin Weighing Balance—"
With these words, King Zhuli suddenly found himself in darkness, his body appearing in an unfamiliar environment.
Following this, King Zhuli heard Wang Yan's voice seemingly emanating from a distant place: "Weigh the measure of your sin, count the weight of your crimes—"
These few words were the last sounds King Zhuli heard in this world before he lost all senses.
After King Zhuli's death, the remaining five million evil ghosts became easy prey, swiftly slaughtered under Fang Jinchun's command.
Afterward, Fang Jinchun led the Demon Cultivators to storm into the Capital, searching for scattered evil ghosts hiding within the city, and during the search, found hidden Demon Cultivators or mortals.
These Demon Cultivators or mortals had been hiding day and night, despairing, never imagining they would be rescued by their kind one day. With deep gratitude, they immediately joined Wang Yan's ranks, swearing allegiance unto death.
With a common enemy from the Nether Realm, all Demon Cultivators and mortals finally set aside their grudges, united in heart and mind.
Subsequently, Wang Yan expanded outward from the Capital, consistently attacking and exterminating evil ghosts.
Gradually, more humans were rescued, and Wang Yan's name spread further and further across lands.
Around the world, Demon Cultivators autonomously organized, rallying under Wang Yan as their leader, initiating a counterattack.
The mortals also re-established governance, orderly assisting the wounded and rebuilding post-disaster. Slowly but surely, human society somewhat regained its former prosperity.
However, among the reconstruction projects, no attack weapons were included because this catastrophe taught all humans the preciousness of life, making internal strife a prohibition, leaving power-seeking politicians without a stage to play.
As people basked in peace, they worshipped their savior Wang Yan from the heart, with countless people invoking Wang Yan as their master, diligently cultivating to pursue the path of the Demon Cultivator.
Three years later.
Capital.
Wang Yan sat in a grand hall, flanked by several dozen people seated on either side.
To the first seat on the left sat Wu Ancestor Li.
At this moment, Wu Ancestor Li had also reached the cultivation of One Elephant.
Wu Ancestor Li smiled at the increasingly mature and steady Wang Yan seated in the center, feeling pleased: "I had foresight when Wang Yan's cultivation was weak, recognizing such a brother, haha. Now, everyone calls Wang Yan 'Marshal.' If even mightier, they could only call Wang Yan 'Brother,' but only I can call Wang Yan 'Yan.'"
Just as Wu Ancestor Li was daydreaming, Wang Yan asked, "Wu, how is the recent battle situation?"
Wu Ancestor Li quickly snapped out of his thoughts and replied, "Yan, everything is going smoothly. All evil ghosts across the land have been exterminated, and the remaining ones are being slaughtered by Fang Jinchun, Yan Shilin, and Ma Jun leading the army."
Wang Yan nodded, turning to ask Ouyang Feiting on the other side: "Feiting, how are the mortals doing?"
At this moment, Ouyang Feiting had reached the cultivation of Three Flowers Crown with breakthrough signs, indicating Wang Yan had regularly used the Dual Cultivation Technique on her these three years.
Ouyang Feiting replied, "Brother Yan, the number of mortals stabilized at three hundred million. Although much less than before the war, it ensures reproduction. Xue'er is teaching mortals medical magic worldwide, surely extending the longevity of mortals."
Besides Wu Ancestor Li and Ouyang Feiting, Beiming Heng, Wu Xie, and others reported joyous news to Wang Yan.
However, despite hearing all the good news, Wang Yan felt growing apprehension. Not only had the human victory been too easy, but the Four Symbols Realm's Xu Wuzi mentioned by Ghost Servants Wu Da and Wu Er had yet to appear.
At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the grand hall. Ma Jun flew in, looking disheveled, covered in injuries. As he entered the hall, he immediately fell to the ground.
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