Chapter 850: Chapter 38: Primordial Yin Sends the God, Zhu Qingyou’s Shock, Where Are My Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals? (Da Zhang)
"Let me try." Zhao Xing said.
"You?" Yao Yuanchun was stunned. He glanced at Zhao Xing and said, "Forgive my bluntness, brother, although your strength is exceptional, the God-sending Skill is not something that can reach its heights overnight."
The Minister of Agriculture can summon gods, indeed, but mostly by borrowing external objects, and mostly they are their own gods. How could he send away the Tianhe Yin Soldiers and Generals?
Zhao Xing revealed the golden body of the Tianyang True Monarch and also showed the Yuan Yin Holy Scripture: "This, plus this, can they send away the top ten Yin Generals of Tianhe?"
Yao Yuanchun saw the Yuan Yin Holy Scripture and was immediately wide-eyed in shock.
"A ninth-rank sacrificial treasure?!"
Tianyang True Monarch glanced at it and immediately burst into laughter because he recognized the text on it, originating from the Li Dynasty.
"Hahaha, you kid, using ancient law codes to send the gods of the present, that’s quite something!"
"Quickly, quickly, ask for the presence of my teacher’s soul. I’ve never done something like this before!"
Fu Tianyang urged on. When he was alive, he couldn’t do such things, but now that he’s dead, he wants to enjoy it thoroughly!
...
"Pfft~"
In the hall, Wu Xuan Ying spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The thirty priests following him also vomited blood simultaneously, their faces ghastly pale.
"It’s over." Wu Xuan Ying looked at the trembling Heroic Spirit Hall, his heart filled with chill.
He had stopped Zhu Qingyou from summoning the god, but not entirely.
At this moment, above the Heroic Spirit Hall, dark clouds gathered into a black vortex.
Four Yin Generals, riding ghostly white horses wreathed in flames, emerged from the passageway wielding battle spears.
"Da da da da da da~"
Behind the four Yin Generals, ten thousand ghost soldiers followed, holding banners, clad in armor, wielding long spears, appearing in perfect formation.
Four great Yin Generals, forty thousand ghost soldiers!
Yin Generals are third-rank, all ghost soldiers are fourth-rank!
This force is sufficient to overturn Tianhe Prefecture!
Because the ghost soldiers and ghost generals are also capable of battle formations!
Even a single third rank has difficulty contending with them!
"Brother Wu, since it has come to this, why not join me in aiding the king?" Zhu Qingyou, having spat out quite a bit of blood himself, looked rather pale.
For this colleague of many years, he had some respect.
With the advantage of being prepared beforehand and still gaining strength, he blocked him for so long.
Not allowing him to achieve full success, which was indeed respectable.
"In your dreams!" Wu Xuan Ying shouted, "Even if I die, the Prefecture Lord can still restrain you!"
"Prefecture Lord?" Zhu Qingyou sneered, "Let him come out of the Great Ritual alive first."
"Moreover, now that I command the ghost soldiers and generals, the first traitor I want to eliminate is the scoundrel Liu Si recommended!"
"Ahhhhh!" Wu Xuan Ying roared and charged towards Zhu Qingyou.
"Hmph, ungrateful! Halt!" Zhu Qingyou’s eyes turned cold. He held the command arrow and pointed at Wu Xuan Ying.
Wu Xuan Ying, along with the priests behind him, were all immobilized on the spot.
Zhu Qingyou shouted: "Tianhe Yin Generals, heed my command, quickly capture Wu Xuan Ying’s Primordial Soul and imprison it in the Yin Realm’s Seven Star Divine Prison!"
He waved the token intent on seizing Wu Xuan Ying’s Primordial Soul and imprisoning it in the Yin Realm.
In this way, he only needed to imprison his physical body, separating the body and soul, and this person could no longer hinder him.
However, he couldn’t kill Wu Xuan Ying, because Wu Xuan Ying was still a Tongxuan Priest, and he was under protection, forbidden to be killed by the Yin Generals.
"Whoosh~"
A gust of wind swept through the hall, and nothing happened.
"Hmm?"
Zhu Qingyou looked at the sky in confusion and then stood frozen.
Only to see the four Yin Generals and forty thousand ghost soldiers in the sky had disappeared.
The sky had cleared without noticing when.
The dark cloud channel had closed.
It seemed as if the mobilization just now was an illusion.
"Where are my ghost soldiers and generals?" Zhu Qingyou was stunned and instinctively looked at the Assistant Officer beside him.
"I don’t, I don’t know." The Assistant Officer was also a bit dumbfounded, completely unaware of what happened.
"Impossible, impossible, I have successfully summoned the god, it must be the heavy injuries causing hallucinations..."
Zhu Qingyou muttered to himself as he quickly walked out of the hall, raising the command arrow high towards the sky.
"Tianhe Yin Generals, quickly appear, heed my command!"
"Tianhe Yin Generals, quickly appear, heed my command!"
"Tianhe..."
After shouting three times, nothing happened in the sky.
Instead, on the square, sometime unknown, a young man holding a law code appeared, slowly walking over.
"Stop shouting, brother, the ghost soldiers and generals just left."
"..."