"Immortal Purification Art! Purify!"
"Demonic Light Shines Upon All!"
The support fighters Xian Qing'er and Mo Wuqing exclaimed almost simultaneously.
Immediately following, a radiant golden light and a chilling red glow, slightly weaker in intensity, illuminated the area, instantly covering a region of nearly thirty kilometers.
The entire mass grave transformed into a sea of crimson gold.
Countless undead creatures, caught within this ocean, were like moths to a flame, annihilated in an instant.
Even their soul fires were extinguished!
In less than five minutes, under the indiscriminate, large-scale "ultimate attacks" of the squad's members, no less than six thousand, if not eight thousand, undead creatures were eliminated.
This directly resulted in most squad members gaining substantial "experience points," their strength significantly increasing compared to when they arrived.
"Damn it! Where did these creatures with such elemental affinity come from!"
At the highest point of the Skull Cave Mansion.
The Skeleton Monarch, clad in pale gold, sat upon its throne, but its terrifying pressure and the soul fire flickering ceaselessly in its eye sockets indicated its furious rage.
Below the throne stood a man in black, trembling.
He appeared quite handsome, but his gaze was distinctly sinister.
This man in black was the old ghost from the Covenant of Gods Alliance, also known as "Brother Ghost" by those fools.
He clutched a bone scepter tightly in his hand, his heart filled with terror, cold sweat streaming down his back.
Try as he might, he couldn't fathom how the Immortal-Demonic Battle Team from Qian Mo could have penetrated the underground world and reached this place.
When the immortal and demonic lights erupted at the cave entrance, and upon seeing the Immortal-Demonic troops, his face contorted in shock as if he had seen a ghost.
How could Qian Mo possibly know about this place?
Furthermore, they had arrived here just before he was preparing to consolidate his forces for an attack on the Immortal-Demonic Tribe, as if they had foreseen everything.
But now was clearly not the time to dwell on such matters; he had to resolve the immediate crisis.
"Lord Monarch! It is these enemies! They dare to intrude upon the Skull Cave Mansion! I implore you, Lord Monarch, to personally dispatch these Immortal-Demonic troops! If we win this battle, we can immediately attack the Immortal-Demonic Tribe! We will surely destroy the Immortal-Demonic Tribe and seize the divine artifact within that territory!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
The Skeleton Monarch turned its head to look at the old ghost. The soul fire in its empty eye sockets had calmed somewhat but held a strange, unsettling gleam.
"Do you think this monarch is a fool? Do you believe this monarch is unaware of your intentions? Cunning human, you lured these creatures with powers that counteract the undead, did you not?"
The Skeleton Monarch's tone was exceptionally cold, plunging the old ghost into an icy abyss.
"This is an absolutely colossal injustice! Lord Monarch! I have never done such a thing!"
The old ghost, utterly devoid of backbone, fell to his knees with a thud, vehemently denying the accusation.
Never mind that he hadn't done it; even if he had, he absolutely couldn't admit it at this moment.
If he confessed, he would face death, his soul perhaps not even escaping retribution.
One must remember that the being before him was a Monarch-level expert, capable of crushing him as easily as crushing an ant.
Moreover, these were undead creatures, inherently evil through and through, their ruthlessness beyond question.
Therefore, he could no longer afford any pretense of dignity; his priority was to pledge loyalty and save his own life.
"Lord Monarch, my loyalty to you is as evident as the heavens, the earth, the sun, and the moon! If you are not confident of victory, then let us quickly find a way to escape!"
"Hmph! Cowardly human! The great warriors of the undead race never have the word 'escape' in their vocabulary!"
The Skeleton Monarch snorted, rose from its throne, casually grasped the bone saber erected beside the throne, and strode directly out of the cave mansion.
"Human Necromancer, bring your Bone Dragon and gather your remaining undead forces! Follow this monarch and witness how I shall slay the invaders and devour their souls!"
The Skeleton Monarch was exceptionally tall, standing at a full three meters when erect.
With each step, it caused the entire cave mansion to tremble slightly.
Upon hearing the Skeleton Monarch's words, the old ghost could only follow closely behind.
However, his eyes kept darting furtively to the side.
He cursed inwardly, "To hell with your undead warriors! Though I am the lord of the Undead Home, I am not an undead! Who wants to join you in slaying those terrifying Immortals and Demons? It's best to take my Bone Dragon and flee now!"
Yet, his thoughts seemed to be seen through by the Skeleton Monarch, who reached out and seized him.
Upon reaching the cave entrance, the Monarch directly tossed him onto the Bone Dragon's back, then tapped the Bone Dragon's forehead, forcibly taking control of it.
With immense power, it even seized command of the old ghost's undead squad.
Having accomplished this, the Skeleton Monarch let out a roar.
"Brave Skeleton Warriors, charge!"
Then, raising the bone saber with both hands, it took a step of over a hundred meters, cleaving down towards the squad.
The remaining few Skeleton Warriors and the undead troops now under the Skeleton Monarch's command also regrouped and charged towards the squad.
Simultaneously, the Bone Dragon soared into the air, its two bony wings flapping, charging forward with fierce momentum.
The old ghost, pinned to the Bone Dragon's back by the Skeleton Monarch's control, felt as though his soul was about to fly out of his body.
The next moment, he suddenly felt his body become heavy, as if tons of weight were pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.
Upon closer examination, he realized the Bone Dragon was deliberately unleashing its peak Spirit rank power to crush him.
Within this surge of power, he also felt intense hatred and mockery.
"Damn it! You scaly dragon! It wasn't me who killed you! Why are you taking revenge on me!"
The old ghost was on the verge of tears...
Meanwhile, the Skeleton Monarch's surprise attack had been intercepted by the squad.
Priest Mu Ke, who had already reached peak Spirit rank, along with Xian Qing'er, also at peak Spirit rank, and Mo Wuxin, at mid-rank Spirit rank, fought the Skeleton Monarch fiercely.
As for Priest Mu Ling, who had already reached Monarch rank, she observed from the sidelines, not directly participating in the battle.
Her strength was nearing mid-rank Monarch, and she needed to reserve the special spiritual energy gained from killing enemies for the Immortal-Demonic troops, allowing them to ascend sooner.
This was precisely what their Lord desired.
Of course, if the Immortal-Demonic troops encountered danger, she would not hesitate to intervene.
Unbeknownst to them, the battle had been raging for ten minutes.
However, the Skeleton Monarch discovered that not only could it not inflict substantial damage on these creatures, who were only at Spirit rank, but its own skeletal structure was nearly shattered.
Most importantly, the power of these creatures held an absolute counter to it.
If it hadn't already reached mid-rank Monarch, and were only at low-rank Monarch, it would likely have been shattered multiple times by now.
This felt like a blatant insult to the Skeleton Monarch.
Subsequently, the Skeleton Monarch took a blow from Mo Wuxin and retreated dozens of meters.
The next moment, a dark light surged from its body, engulfing an area of nearly ten meters around it.
Following this, a bizarre black hole appeared before the Skeleton Monarch, filled with terrifying devouring power.
This was the Skeleton Monarch's unique divine ability – the Soul Devouring Black Hole!
It could forcefully devour the souls of living beings, and was exceptionally terrifying!
Facing such a divine ability, it appeared that the Immortal-Demonic troops, who had yet to advance to Monarch rank, were in grave danger...