The number of Tianhun (Heavenly Souls) emerging from Mount Liangjie continued to increase in both quantity and strength. The army of術者 (Shu Zhe, Sorcerers/Cultivators) was pushed back towards the city walls several times, and forced to advance towards the mountain top just as many times.

Streams of 術者's blood flowed unceasingly on Mount Liangjie, but the living 術者s had no time to mourn. They charged towards their powerful enemies, screaming again and again.

I said slowly, "Ye Yang, you tell me, we 術者s, we can't become immortals, we can't become officials, and we can't get rich. We bear the fate of the Five Deficiencies and Three Shortcomings. Yet we must shoulder the mission of guarding the human world. What are 術者s for, after all?"

"For family!" Ye Yang said, "Ye Qianyang once asked the same question, and his master said the same thing."

"Ye Qianyang's master said: 術者s are like dogs guarding the house for the human world. They eat the worst food and do the greatest things."

"While alive, they must guard their home well. When they are about to die, they will leave home and find a deserted place to lie down. They must not bring bad luck to their families even in death."

"This is the loyalty of a dog."

"It is also the heart of a 術者!"

I laughed, "Looks like we have to be dogs this time!"

Ye Yang glanced at me, "You already are!"

"Damn you!" Just as I was about to curse Ye Yang, my heart suddenly sank, "The Shu Dao (Sorcery Path) can't hold on anymore."

In the short moment we were talking, the Tianhun launched a frenzied counterattack. The 術者s, who had been pushing towards the mountainside, were sent flying in a storm of blood and flesh under the Tianhun's assault.

The sky and the ground were filled with the scattered blood of 術者s. The fierce rain of blood was like a crimson ribbon stretched across Mount Liangjie.

The 術者s in the rear were still desperately rushing towards the bloody slaughterhouse, but their numbers were dwindling rapidly.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, look, the people from the Witch Gate have arrived."

When I looked towards the city wall, A Yao Duo was already leading the Miao Jiang (Miao Tribe) witches as they stood on the ramparts.

A Yao Duo said to Feng Xinzi, who was guarding the city, "Send a message to withdraw the troops! The Witch Gate will fight this battle!"

Feng Xinzi held up the camera, "I can't call them back. The Shu Dao have all gone mad, no one can stop."

"That's right! They can't stop! Then let's go together! Witch Gate, follow me to form the formation!" A Yao Duo raised the Witch Gate's staff high, and as she led the witches in chanting scriptures, layers of black mist rose from the witches' bodies and spread towards Mount Liangjie.

Soon after, a 術者's corpse exploded with a bang, but his铮铮铁骨 (Zheng Zheng Tie Gu, unyielding spirit) rose from the flying rain of blood, grabbed a broken weapon, and walked up Mount Liangjie step by step.

Immediately afterward, deafening explosions moved across the sky, and tens of thousands of bloody bones stood proudly in the mountains.

In the next moment, a violent tremor began beneath Mount Liangjie. The soil beneath the mountain was shaken into the air by a force from below, and incomplete skeletons crawled out of the ground in the flying earth.

They were the remains of 術者s who had died in battle beneath Mount Liangjie.

In those years, no one collected their bodies, and their bones silently guarded Mount Liangjie.

The endless corpses were like a vast ocean, and they looked up at Mount Liangjie at the same time, opening their jaws as if shouting in unison.

The shouts were silent, but deafening.

The 術者s who died in battle beneath Mount Liangjie, their blood and flesh turned to mud, their heroic souls scattered, but their will would last forever.

The will of the 術者s allowed them to return to the human world and guard their homeland.

As I clenched my fists and stared at the endless sea of bones advancing towards the mountains, the witches led by A Yao Duo had already fallen asleep on the city walls.

Although the Witch Gate's secret techniques were powerful, they came at a corresponding price.

A group of great witches awakened the will of the 術者s, but they could no longer see their heroic figures resisting the Heavenly Tribulation.

The only surviving A Yao Duo trembled and muttered to herself, "Jiang Junci, you bastard, I can't even see you one last time."

"In the next life, I hope I don't run into Wang Xiao Huan again!"

A Yao Duo slowly lowered the staff in her hand and stayed with the Witch Gate she led on Mount Liangjie.

Qu Mo said in a low voice, "Junior Brother, can the Shu Dao still stop the Tianhun?"

Li Chunfeng said worriedly, "The Shu Dao only has the last strong army left. If we push them all up and still can't stop the Heavenly Tribulation, even if we find the road to the heavens, we won't be able to defend Mount Liangjie."

Qu Mo said, "Can the Underworld join the battle?"

"I don't know!" Li Chunfeng shook his head, "We can't gamble on whether the Underworld will join the battle. We can only gamble on whether the two great calculators can awaken the Heavenly Dao."

Just as I was about to ask the Shu Dao where the "last strong army" was, I saw hundreds of Wuling Shen Che (Wuling Mini Trucks) driving quickly to the foot of Mount Liangjie and lining up in a row.

The people in the cars jumped out one after another, opened the trunks, removed the red cloth covering the compartments, and revealed the spirit tablets inside.

"The position of Huang Daxian (Great Immortal Huang)"

"The position of Hu Santaiye (Third Grandfather Hu)"

"..."

The Chu Ma Xian (Spirit Mediums) of the Northeast?

The Northeast is known for its flourishing Chu Ma disciples. People in the Shu Dao all know that Chu Ma disciples are not to be trifled with, but who knows how many Chu Ma disciples there are in the Northeast?

There has always been a saying in the Northeast that "Chu Ma does not cross the Shanhaiguan Pass." This time, the Chu Ma disciples rushed from outside the pass, only one step late.

"Offer incense, invite the immortals!" The leading girl lit incense sticks but was stunned on the spot.

Someone trembled and said, "Senior Sister Bai, we can't invite the great immortals!"

Senior Sister Bai knelt on the ground, "All the great immortals, please show your power! We..."

Before Senior Sister Bai finished speaking, an old immortal with a white beard and a smoking pipe appeared on the roof of the car, "Girl, what are you crying about! Isn't your Grandfather here?"