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Yes, in Lu Yan's eyes, this vast tide of corpses spreading across the entire plain was no different from the bountiful wheat in a field.

Perhaps to a normal person, the tens of millions of zombies, even standing there for others to slaughter, would take several months to eradicate; ordinary Transcendents would exhaust themselves to death before they killed them all.

But to the Underworld army, no amount of ordinary zombies posed any threat.

The only thing worth being wary of was the Extraordinary Zombies and Golden Core Corpse Kings hidden within this vast plague zombie horde.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Lu Yan murmured in a low voice:

"After harvesting this plague zombie tide, it should be enough to complete the ritual refinement of the Soul Continent."

On the city wall, seeing the zombie tide less than five kilometers away from Gathering Point No. 73, all the people within could see the zombies filling their view, and the pervasive stench of decay between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Lu Yan raised the Soul Banner in his hand high, and a soft command fell from its face.

"Kill!"

The setting sun was like blood, and six thousand six hundred figures tread upon ghostly mist, falling from the sky. Their armor shimmered with ghostly green fire in the dusk, like a sea of flowing ghost fire.

The Soul Hooks in the hands of the Yin Soldiers quivered in the void, each chain shrouded with the death aura of the netherworld, and the war spears in the hands of the Ghost Generals glistened with a chilling sheen.

As this Underworld army descended from the sky, the millions of writhing zombies on the ground were like a vast black sea of death. The rotting flesh piled into mountains, countless withered arms reaching out in the twilight, like a never-ending nightmare.

In the face of this terrifying plague zombie tide, the six thousand six hundred Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals seemed so insignificant, as if they would be devoured by the endless zombies in the next second.

But at this moment, the battlefield began to change.

The energy of six thousand six hundred Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals became interlinked at that instant, and the invincible momentum nurtured by slaughtering tens of millions of zombies and dozens of Golden Core powerhouses erupted at this moment.

The imposing force of the six thousand six hundred strong Underworld army even overshadowed the countless plague zombie tide in an instant.

The moment the Underworld army clashed with the zombie tide of catastrophe, a large number of zombies fell madly like harvested wheat.

A Soul Hook from a Yin Soldier shot out like a silver snake, piercing through mass quantities of decaying flesh, forcibly extracting the murky ghosts residing within several zombie bodies.

The corpses of the zombies, stripped of their lingering spirits, collapsed with a crash, turning into a pile of bones, trampled to pieces by more of the zombie horde.

High above, Lu Yan observed the scene below, seemingly having anticipated it all.

For the past three days, to facilitate the Yin Soldiers in combating the supermassive zombie tide, Lu Yan had specially ordered the Blood God and other ghosts and gods to modify the Soul Hook.

After modification, the Soul Hook incorporated the souls of Extraordinary Zombies as its material, capable of freezing the enemy's soul with Yin energy, and piercing multiple bodies at once to extract all souls, greatly easing the harvest of ordinary zombies.

Originally, this was just a sudden inspiration Lu Yan had while on the road, but now it had become a weapon against the plague zombie tide. In retrospect, this sudden spark of inspiration seemed to be guidance from the heavens, tinged with an unusual significance.

On the frontline, six thousand Yin Soldiers lined up, blocking the zombie wave attempting to enter the range of Gathering Point No. 73.

The Yin Soldiers did not form the Nine Nether Array, did not employ Ghostly Mist Manipulation, nor did they use even Yin energy spells.

Because of the overwhelming number of zombies, using any spell would be a futile waste of their own energy.

For Yin Soldiers with peak Qi Cultivation, ordinary zombies were entirely like wheat in the field; they only needed to swing the Soul Hooks to reap massive quantities of souls, effectively halting the forward progress of the plague zombie tide.

Compared to the Yin Soldiers, the Ghost Generals riding warhorses were an entirely different extreme.

Six hundred Ghost Generals, surrounded by Yin Wind Nether Fire, charged into the battlefield, their ghostly steeds trampling vast numbers of zombies, leaving a clear trail in the dense zombie wave, as if to cleave the entire battlefield apart.

The war spears of the Ghost Generals turned into streams of light under the twilight glow, easily piercing through Extraordinary Zombies with each strike, while ordinary zombies were devoured by Yin Wind Nether Fire before their bodies could even come close.

When the massive Abominations roared and charged, the tips of the Ghost Generals' spears glowed with dark green runes, materializing into a solid burst of Yin energy, instantly shredding the bodies of these Extraordinary undead into pieces.

Though Abominations appeared intimidating, they were actually just special zombies at the peak of Qi Cultivation, only fit to be slaughtered in front of Ghost Generals with at least Foundation Establishment Stage.

The massive commotion of the Ghost Generals breaking the line naturally attracted the attention of more Extraordinary Zombies, those corpse mountains the size of hills leaping into the air, crashing down towards the Ghost Generals like meteors.

Yet the Ghost Generals had no intention of engaging; their ghostly steeds tread the void, rapidly rushing towards the farther reaches of the battlefield.

In the over ten million strong plague zombie tide, among them lurk tens of thousands of Extraordinary Zombies; even if all six hundred Ghost Generals were Foundation Establishment Stage, they still could not contend.

The computational abilities of the Ghost Generals may not rival the Ghost God Computer, but as soul computers, they could still simulate the entire battle scenario.

In the battlefield results simulated in their minds, if held back by Extraordinary Zombies, there was only a dead end, so the Ghost Generals would not stay to confront; they would only hunt those weaker than themselves among the Extraordinary Zombies.