In the Immortal-Demon Tribe.
Xiao Mo, as usual, received a message from Jin Xuan.
The content of the message was, naturally, about the situation in the Alliance chat group of the Covenant of Gods.
Jin Xuan specifically warned Xiao Mo to be wary of this "Old Ghost."
This Old Ghost was none other than the lord of the "Home of the Undead."
His territory was already close to the Endless Abyss.
Furthermore, he had accidentally discovered a rapid passage to the underground world, thus enabling him to quickly reach the Endless Abyss region and attempt to conquer Xiao Mo's Immortal-Demon Tribe.
"Qian Mo, you really need to be careful this time!"
Jin Xuan solemnly warned Xiao Mo.
She felt that if this "Old Ghost" truly possessed such immense strength and allies, then the plan to attack the Immortal-Demon Tribe might very well succeed.
Although Jin Xuan constantly thought of how to surpass Qian Mo, she did not wish to defeat him in this manner.
She hoped to surpass the Immortal-Demon Tribe in terms of territorial strength.
Moreover, she greatly wished to form an alliance with Qian Mo after establishing a kingdom or even an empire, to jointly attack the great empires in the central region.
"No, why do I feel like you're my spy in the Covenant of Gods?"
Immediately after, Xiao Mo's words made Jin Xuan grit her teeth in anger.
After a long while, she replied to Xiao Mo, panting with annoyance.
"Do you know what's good for you? I'm helping you! I'm an alliance councilor, how can I be your spy? I just don't want the alliance and you to become enemies!"
Qian Mo: "I was just joking! Anyway, thanks!"
Although this woman was quite cunning, at least on the surface, she was indeed helping him, and saying thank you wouldn't cost him anything.
"You even know how to say thank you! Hmph..."
"I think you should just move your territory to another region! With the Immortal-Slaying Demon-Destroying Alliance plus the Old Ghost's undead legion, it's best to avoid them if you can!"
"And, the Old Ghost is currently at the Skull Lord's mass grave. His undead squad, plus the Skull Lord's army of skeleton warriors, will probably attack your territory soon!"
Jin Xuan acted proud for a moment, then offered her opinion.
When Xiao Mo saw Jin Xuan's message, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You said that Old Ghost is at the mass grave? Is there such good news? My Immortal-Demon small team has already rushed over, so we can catch them all in one go!"
Xiao Mo's words immediately made Jin Xuan freeze, staring blankly for a long time before replying with immense surprise:
"!!! No way! When did you send them?"
Qian Mo: "Not long ago, about twenty minutes. With their speed, they should be arriving soon!"
Jin Xuan: "Uh... alright! Looks like I was worried for nothing!"
Qian Mo: "Although I don't want to tell the truth, it seems that's indeed the case!"
Jin Xuan: "... (rolls her eyes)"
...
Dark Forest Region.
In the territory of the "Endless Wasteland," Jin Xuan, speechless, closed the chat window with Xiao Mo.
She currently felt her heart in turmoil.
All her efforts were in vain in Qian Mo's eyes.
This feeling was more unbearable than eating bitter herbs.
Afterward, Jin Xuan opened the chat group again.
Looking at the last message sent by the Old Ghost, she felt a surge of pity.
This guy was still busy, unaware that disaster was imminent.
However, the Old Ghost now had the assistance of the Sovereign-tier Skull Lord.
And a peak Spirit-tier Bone Dragon on the verge of becoming Sovereign-tier, along with tens of thousands of skeleton warriors and his own undead squad.
With such formidable power, yet Qian Mo's tone seemed to dismiss it, what level had his strength reached?
Thinking this, Jin Xuan involuntarily gasped.
Every time she thought she had overestimated Qian Mo's strength, the result was always that she had underestimated him.
It seemed that the strength of Qian Mo's Immortal-Demon Tribe was increasing madly all the time.
Having been friends for so long, she had encountered several situations, but each time Qian Mo had appeared confident.
It seemed there was nothing in this world that could surprise or worry him.
Judging by today's situation, it seemed the Covenant of Gods would once again lose a top lord.
However, there were still some things she had to do.
"Old Ghost! Are you still in the mass grave of the underground world? I give you a piece of advice, leave the mass grave with your undead squad now, as far as possible!"
Jin Xuan hesitated for a moment before finally sending this message into the chat group.
But this message was like a stone sinking into the ocean; aside from some lords asking what was going on, there was no reply from the "protagonist."
Seeing this, Jin Xuan sighed helplessly.
As an alliance councilor, she had fulfilled her responsibilities; her conscience was clear.
Moreover, in her heart, a lord who dared to provoke Qian Mo, even if destroyed, was not worthy of her sympathy.
To know oneself and one's enemy is to win a hundred battles.
Overestimating oneself and not understanding the enemy thoroughly will always lead to paying a corresponding price for one's actions.
And on this path of blood and fire, that price could only be life.
Of course, there was also the lord of the Divine Dragon Blessed Land.
Although Jin Xuan wished they would stop, she also knew it was impossible.
Underground World, Mass Grave.
This was a true mass grave.
Countless discarded bones had been piled here for an unknown number of years.
As far as the eye could see, an area of over ten kilometers was covered with the skeletons of various creatures, a vast expanse of white, accompanied by eerie winds, sending shivers down one's spine.
And at the center of this mass grave lay an altar tens of meters high and two hundred meters wide.
The trapezoidal altar had steps on all four sides. Walking up the steps to the top of the altar, one could see a large cave built from stark white bones.
This was the main base of the Skull Lord and the skeleton warrior legion - the Skull Cave Mansion.
Around the cave mansion, many undead races were slowly moving.
Most of these undead races were skeleton warriors formed from the skeletons of various creatures.
As for other undead races, they included liches, ghouls, cavern demons, gargoyles, and even a bone dragon was sprawled at the entrance.
The scene was truly horrifying.
Originally, everything was normal, but suddenly, a brilliant golden light, a fierce red light, and a vibrant green light flashed on the altar.
At the same time, figures surging with light slowly descended onto the altar.
As these figures appeared, they were accompanied by powerful skills.
For a time, immortal light, demonic light, and the light of nature illuminated the entire altar top as if it were daylight.
In a short moment, wherever the skills swept, all the undead races disappeared.
Even the dense evil aura that had been lingering around was instantly purified.
Not a single undead creature could survive under the skills of these immortal-demon troops and wooden priests.
Even some undead creatures with strength reaching the tenth-tier King rank quickly turned into wisps of black smoke and completely vanished in the immortal and demonic light.
Immortal spiritual power and demonic spiritual power were inherently the nemesis of undead creatures.
Therefore, before the undead creatures outside could even gather, they quickly crumbled.
There was no blood, no corpses; all the undead creatures turned to ashes under various tactical magic skills.
There were also dense stone-like ghosts, spectral flying undead creatures, attacking the small team from high above.
Facing the small team, the only advantage of the undead creatures was their sheer numbers, tens of thousands.
However, in the face of absolute strength, numbers often changed nothing.