Chapter 1473: Netherworld King's Clone

One hour...

The tens of thousands-strong Netherworld Race army had been wiped out; only more than three hundred men had perished. This number was unbelievably small; many thought that they were dreaming. Many of those present had skirmished with the Netherworld Realm before and were very clear about the enemy's fighting strength. It was very hard to believe that the death rate had been this low.

Although a-thousand-odd men had been demonized—with Jiang Yi around, the Netherworld Aura in them had also been easily dispelled. As long as their soul spirits had not been completely demonized, Jiang Yi's Xiaozhuan characters only had to spin about once in their minds; and all the Netherworld Aura in their soul spirits would be cleansed.

The battle results had boosted the human army's morale immensely. They felt that they were very lucky to be following Jiang Yi. The other human armies must have suffered severe losses; at the very least, the demonized martial artists in the other armies could only be heartlessly slaughtered while those here could actually still be saved.

"Go!"

Seeing the hell-like battlefield they stood above and those corpses that had been blasted into pieces, Jiang Yi couldn't take it anymore as he closed his eyes. Jiang Xiaonu and Di Ling'er's faces had long grown pale. Jiang Yi shouted as he brought his army and rushed into the distance. He wanted to reach the Black River City as soon as possible; he wanted to see if anyone inside could still be saved?

The army traveled for six hours and once again encountered the Netherworld Realm army. However, this army was made up of Netherworld Slaves only; there weren't any Netherworld Realm beings about. Mo Shangxing glanced around and could do nothing but ask Jiang Yi to order the massacre. These humans had already been completely demonized; there was no chance of saving them.

More than ten thousand Netherworld Slaves were heartlessly killed as everyone's hearts became even heavier. They continued to encounter armies of Netherworld Slaves as they neared the Black River City. When they were finally near it, they had encountered almost hundreds of thousands of Netherworld Slaves. These were all humans that had been residing in the Black River City and Black River Tribe. They had all been demonized and had been dispatched by the Netherworld Race to launch attacks in all directions.

Hell!

When they reached the Black River City, everyone's divine senses scanned the Black River Tribe; and all their soul spirits were shaken. All the buildings in the Black River Tribe had been destroyed. Among the wreckage, there were bodies everywhere and signs of self-implosions could be seen. Many among the old and women had committed suicide; corpses—whose hands wielded weapons and stabbed towards the owner's abdomen or neck—could be visible. These people did not want to become the Netherworld Realm's lackeys.

There was not one Netherworld Realm being or Netherworld Slave in the Black River Tribe. They probably had spread out to attack in all directions. However, the Black River City in the sky was another story. Dark clouds gathered as demonic flames filled the skies.

"There are no survivors!"

Mo Shangxing said coldly. His gaze turned towards the Black River City up in the sky as he shouted, "Let's go! Into the city!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Groups of martial artists flew upwards at that command. The restrictions of the city had long been broken through as the human army raced inside. Once they entered the city, Jiang Yi and company's faces immediately grew even graver; there were many Netherworld Realm beings and Netherworld Slaves in the city.

"Kill!"

Jiang Yi roared as his Xiaozhuan characters started to fill the sky, dancing as they went. Jiang Yi was like the guiding beacon leading the army into the city. Mo Shangxing, Poison Spirit, Xiao Leng, and Di Ling'er's two bodyguards paved the way ahead with Mo Shangxing being the main attacker in the middle. The army behind them formed into an arrow shape and started to attack from the two sides of the arrow formation.

Most buildings in the Black River City had also been destroyed; there were collapsed castles and dead bodies everywhere. There were probably still Netherworld Realm beings gathered in the city. The sky was dark with black clouds rolling by; everyone's divine senses were being negatively affected.

Gu-Gu! Jek-Jek! Ka-Ka!

The Netherworld Race creatures in the surrounding were alerted as countless howls and screams filled the skies. The black clouds started to sweep forward as bloodshot eyes reflected a terrifying glow, and one by one, the Netherworld Race beings barred their teeth and claws and rushed forward.

"Nine-headed Hell Hound?"

Mo Shangxing looked about as his eyes grew dark. He passed Jiang Yi over to the Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists as he said, "I will go and kill that Nine-headed Hell Hound. Jiang Yi, help me with this. This monster's attacking and defending abilities are extremely strong. If it charges into our army, the losses would be colossal."

"Alright!"

Jiang Yi had also noticed that there were eighteen bloodshot eyes in one corner. He nodded at the Ink Feather Race formidable martial artist that was holding him as the latter brought him to fly alongside Mo Shangxing. Jiang Yi controlled tens of Xiaozhuan characters as they were sent flying like shooting stars in that direction.

"Wuu-wuu!"

The Nine-headed Hell Hound was actually not that big; it was around the size of an elephant. It was covered with black-green scales and had nine heads. Its fangs inside the mouths were glowing with a green tinge. Its speed was very fast; Jiang Yi had not even gotten a good look when Mo Shangxing had already gone to battle with it. He hurriedly controlled his Xiaozhuan characters and smashed them into it.

Wu-Wu—

The Xiaozhuan characters were the bane of the Netherworld Realm beings. As the Xiaozhuan characters struck it, the Nine-headed Hell Hound howled out in pain as the demonic blaze covering its body started to diminish visibly. Mo Shangxing shouted excitedly as he said, "Continue your attack! This beast has eaten many formidable martial artists; it is probably about to evolve into a Netherworld General!"

Swish! Swish!

Jiang Yi sent his Xiaozhuan characters repeatedly forward, smashing them into the Nine-headed Hell Hound. After a few volleys, the Nine-headed Hell Hound's aura had significantly weakened by half. Mo Shangxing turned back and said, "Alright, leave the rest to me; go and help the others."

The Nine-headed Hell Hound's defenses were incredible; Mo Shangxing had attacked for such a long time and had only damaged its exterior. However, now that its speed had been reduced by half, it was only a matter of time before it was killed.

"Go!"

Jiang Yi asked the Ink Feather Race formidable martial artist to bring him along. All around them, the human army had already started its bitter battle with the Netherworld Race beings that were coming from everywhere. Inevitably, the number of dead and wounded started to rise as many were demonized as well.

Swish!

Jiang Yi was like a firefighter as he sped about frantically. Di Ling'er and Jiang Xiaonu had also started to engage the enemy. Di Ling'er used her long-range attacks while Jiang Xiaonu initiated close-combat battles. Her lethal claws were too sharp; low-grade Netherworld Realm beings could not withstand even one claw attack from her. Of course, four Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists were closely following beside her, afraid that she would get hurt.

There were so many Netherworld Realm beings in the Black River City. The battle had ensued for one whole hour, and more than fifty thousand Netherworld Realm beings had been killed. However, they still kept coming. The human race army's dead and wounded had reached three thousand. This had also been because of Jiang Yi's aid. If Jiang Yi was not around, the number of dead and demonized martial artists would have at least reached seven to eight thousand.

Six hours later...!

The army had advanced halfway into the city and killed more than three hundred thousand Netherworld Envoys and Netherworld Slaves. Mo Shangxing, Poison Spirit, and Jiang Yi had also joined forces to kill a Netherworld General. However, the number of Netherworld Race beings was still uncountable. The number of dead and wounded had also exceeded five thousand.

"Kill!"

Shouts suddenly filled the air behind the already numbed army; these cries increased the latter's morale immensely. Reinforcements had finally arrived. Di Ming himself was leading these forces; more than forty-thousand formidable martial artists had come.

Di Ming gestured as the huge army behind him entered the fray. He himself shot forward and after reaching Jiang Yi, he shouted. "Jiang Yi, don't bother with the Black River City anymore; follow me to the Black Snow Sea! Something big has happened there!"

"Something big has happened again?"

Jiang Yi's face changed as Mo Shangxing, Poison Spirit, and the others all stopped fighting and turned to look at Di Ming. The latter sent a voice transmission gravely to Jiang Yi: "The Sovereign has been trapped and is slowly being demonized. If the Sovereign is completely demonized, the Earth Emanations Domain will be finished!"

"What?"

Jiang Yi's face changed drastically. The Earth Emanations Sovereign was so powerful; even he had been trapped? Jiang Yi sent a voice transmission, slightly doubtful: "General Pavilion Lord, how... how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible! It is highly likely a Netherworld King has sent his clone to this domain and had released the Demon-Imprisonment Formation!"

Di Ming grabbed Jiang Yi with one hand as he transformed into a beam of light and flew outside. Di Ming looked at Jiang Xiaonu and the others who were about to follow him as he shouted furiously, "Mo Shangxing, you will take over command of the army. Protect Young Mistress Mu and Ling'er. No one is to follow us and act rashly. If not, take that person down."