“Pretty arrogant.”

The armies all felt the oppressive weight emanating from the head mound formation, and Hu Ma also sensed the arrogance of this God-Given King.

That finger he pointed just now was clearly directed at him.

Although the direction was a bit off, the fact that he dared to point at all meant that this God-Given King knew about the current struggle for the Mandate of Heaven, that the various grassroots warlords had extraordinary people from the inner circles guiding them.

Even he himself had someone behind him.

Yet he dared to act like he didn't care and even directly dismissed them as "Jianghu people."

The Ten Surnames were indeed all Jianghu people. Even though they had already stolen the emperor's fate for twenty years, their methods of monitoring the world and dealing with various forces were all based on Jianghu rules.

But who would dare to really see the Ten Surnames as just Jianghu people?

Thinking of this person's arrogance and the boundless slaughter contained behind this head mound formation, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

He turned his gaze to Er Guo Tou and asked, "What kind of technique is this head formation?"

"Naturally, it's Xing Hun (Soul Punishment)."

Er Guo Tou frowned. He was currently facing the dark mass of strange mist below, trying to light a delicate oil lamp in front of him, but he failed.

Every time a spark of light appeared, it would jump and extinguish immediately.

A Zou Gui Ren (Ghost Walker) uses their own life to enter the altar, and uses the power of the altar to control heaven and earth. Now, he couldn't even light an oil lamp, which meant that the evil here was so strong that he couldn't even set up an altar.

"This is just too damn ruthless!"

After the third failure, even Er Guo Tou gave up. With a dark expression, he said in a deep voice, "One hundred thousand heads, one hundred thousand wronged ghosts, have turned this Meng Hu Guan (Fierce Tiger Pass) into an unprecedentedly evil place, a living hell."

Hu Ma nodded slowly and said, "Is his technique very profound?"

Er Guo Tou sneered and said, "It's not considered profound, just ruthless, poisonous, and..."

"Big!"

"..."

After a slight pause, he explained in a low voice, "Even the simplest technique, as long as the suppressing object is fierce enough and big enough, it will become extremely tricky and cruel!"

"Moreover, the difficulty in breaking this formation isn't the method itself, but the lack of conscience!"

"Xing Hun excels at working on people's three souls and six spirits. They can start with the soul, torment people, and torment ghosts. They can extract people's life souls, mold them like clay into the shapes they want, and they can also switch, change, and stir up their resentment."

"His head mound formation is a technique of killing people to create resentment."

"After ordinary people die, some are peaceful in nature, while others are incredibly resentful. The skill of the Xing Hun sect lies in turning ordinary souls into wronged souls and controlling them in their hands."

"They artificially created one hundred thousand wronged ghosts, refined resentment, and turned it into this horse-blocking stake in front of Meng Hu Guan."

"So, how am I supposed to break the formation? Disperse these one hundred thousand wronged ghosts? Those are all innocent civilians. If we do that, our hands will probably never be clean again."

"..."

At this moment, Lao Suan Pan (Old Abacus) beside him also spoke in a low voice, his face equally unsightly. "Most of the techniques in this world are not righteous, and there are many evil tricks. But no matter how evil they are, it's rare to reach this level of harming heaven and reason."

"Above is the law of Heaven, and below is the warning of the underworld."

"The most profound techniques in the world are no greater than Heaven, and even the humblest person in the world is protected by the principles of Yin and Yang. Cultivating techniques is already taking advantage of Heaven and Earth, so it's even more important not to harm the harmony of Heaven. That's why people in the inner circles who cultivate techniques dare not use them lightly."

"Killing people in the Yang world is a criminal offense, and dispersing lonely wild ghosts also damages one's blessings."

"Now that our world is polluted by Tai Sui (Grand Duke Jupiter), it's already incomplete, so people in the inner circles call it a demon-filled sky and a ghost-filled earth. But no matter how demonic and ghostly it is, the most basic rules are still there."

"That God-Given King slaughtered one hundred thousand people, sealed their souls, and refined them into wronged spirits, setting up this head mound formation. How can he not suffer any backlash? What is the reason?"

"..."

"Isn't it obvious?"

Hu Ma already understood, and he spoke slowly at this moment. "Those who commit such things should all be recorded in the Karma Book in the hands of the Wu Chang Li family (Impermanence Li Family), and it's their family that should be arresting and punishing them."

"Since someone has reached this point and hasn't suffered any backlash, then who else could have this ability except the Wu Chang Li family nodding in agreement?"

"..."

Lao Suan Pan and Er Guo Tou's expressions darkened at this moment. They slowly said, "Then what about us?"

"If Heaven and Earth won't punish him, I will punish him."

Hu Ma slowly stood up, his face cold. "The Ten Surnames are all monsters who steal the authority of Heaven and Earth. They really shouldn't exist in this world. Governing the world with Jianghu methods is also wrong. But no matter how much evil the Ten Surnames do, they should at least pretend to care about their reputation."

"Back then, the most unscrupulous one was the Meng family. The greatest disaster caused by the Meng family was stealing the weight of Heaven and Earth, but even so, the Meng family knew to avoid people a little."

"The Wu Chang Li family has propped up this dog, but they don't even care about their reputation anymore."

"Then we don't need to hold back either. He only recognizes the skills in his hands and looks down on these Jianghu people, so let him see the skills of the Jianghu people!"

"This formation must be broken, and it must be broken with the most ruthless methods, forcing out the Li family members behind him!"

"I want to ask the Li family members face-to-face, do they really regard the authority of Heaven and Earth as their own and not even abide by the most basic rules?"

Er Guo Tou and Lao Suan Pan heard that Hu Ma was truly enraged. They exchanged glances, both thinking about what kind of method would be ruthless enough, not only to break the formation but also to force out the Li family members behind the God-Given King in one fell swoop.

"..."

"..."

"My allied armies, one hundred thousand strong, with so many extraordinary talents, yet no one can break this ghost formation?"

At the same time, in the tent of the armies, everyone was forced to retreat twenty miles to set up camp during the day because of this head mound formation. At night, they were all clamoring and arguing.

Seeing those one hundred thousand heads, everyone felt anger in their hearts and couldn't wait to break through Meng Hu Guan and fight the God-Given King.

But when it came to breaking the formation, the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.

Tie Zui Zi (Iron Mouth), the military advisor of the grain protection army, said in a deep voice, "This formation is too Yin and evil. It's not just about finding someone to fight. Even if there are more capable people who can capture demons and subdue ghosts, where can we find such great ability to catch all the ghosts in the entire underworld?"

"Under normal circumstances, encountering such a formation, we can only rely on the army's baleful aura to suppress it. But now, this head mound formation has too much Yin energy. Even with military methods, it's not easy to break."

"Perhaps the ten thousand grain protection troops can charge into the formation and withstand the resentment in the formation."

"But the grain protection troops are dwindling with each death. If we force our way through this great formation, I can't guarantee how many people will survive at most."

"..."

Hearing this, everyone immediately understood that this method could not be used.

The grain protection army was the most elite force, an existence that traversed battlefields. If they really fought the God-Given King and died on the battlefield, it would be their duty as soldiers, but they could not be consumed in this kind of evil formation.

But if they couldn't break the formation, the army had already arrived at the pass. Day after day, the men and horses would consume resources. How long would it drag on?

Some people felt dazed and kept looking out of the tent, hoping that capable people would come to help. But time after time, they saw no one. They became even more anxious. Could it be that even those capable people were stumped by this head mound formation?

A surge of energy fades with each attempt. If the army's morale is truly lost and the enemy has recuperated and come out of the pass, it might really become a case of delivering food to the enemy.

But just as the armies were discussing and couldn't come up with a solution, on Meng Hu Guan, the God-Given King had removed his armor and fallen into a deep sleep. But his subordinates were not at peace either. They guarded the city wall, looking at the army camps in the distance, their hearts anxious.

The God-Given King led the Futu Army, fighting thousands of miles in a few days, beheading more than one hundred thousand people, and then rushed to Meng Hu Guan at full speed. In fact, he was already exhausted. In fact, most of his troops had not yet arrived.

Setting up the head mound formation was also to block them for a few more hours, at least to allow the God-Given King to rest well. Although they saw the enemy's troops retreat, they were also worried that they really had capable people who could break this formation, and then they would attack.

They guarded until midnight, seeing that the enemy didn't move. They were temporarily happy: "Could it be that the rumors are false? The grain protection army doesn't have any gods secretly helping them, always surviving in desperate situations?"

"I won't think too much. I only hope that this head mound formation can hold for three days, so that my God-Given King can rest well, and the Futu Army can gather and recuperate. By then, when we descend from Meng Hu Guan, dominating all directions, who else will be our opponent?"

"..."

"..."

Everyone was uneasy and their minds were restless. But at this moment, no one noticed that outside the head mound formation, a young woman wearing a silk shirt was riding a horse back and forth outside the head mound formation, which everyone feared and dared not even look at.

As if afraid that the horse under her would be frightened, she even specially covered the horse's eyes with black cloth and stuffed the horse's ears with straw.

Just looking left and right, her small face gradually changed color. Suddenly, she slapped her thigh angrily: "How can they be so shameless?"

"Mrs. Lu, what's wrong again?" Just as she was angry, a figure flashed by, wearing a gray robe, with a beard, holding a red lantern for lighting. It was Er Guo Tou, who had also come to the front of the formation to check in person.

"Let's talk about reason!"

When Di Gua Shao (Sweet Potato Burn) saw Er Guo Tou, she immediately became angry and cursed, "This God-Given King is simply shameless. This head mound formation was researched by me, but he put it out here to block my troops?"

"What?"

Er Guo Tou panicked when he heard this: "You researched this conscienceless thing?"

"Yes!"

Di Gua Shao said, "When I was fighting the Five Fiends, I found this ability to be useful. Later, I studied it carefully and upgraded it a lot."

"When I was wandering in Quzhou, I saw fourteen sects and hundreds of Xing Hun capable people holding a ghost gate grand dharma assembly, competing with Xing Hun magic. Of course, I had to participate, and I won first place."

"Unexpectedly, not only did they not give me the promised prize and the title of Quzhou Xing Hun Little Ancestral Grandmother, but they also scolded me one by one, saying that my magic was too evil and harmed heaven and harmony, and they wanted to chase me down in the name of upholding justice for Heaven."

"So, I taught them a lesson too. It's just that my skills were not yet complete at that time, so I only destroyed three of their sects. The Wu Chang Li family's executioner great hall official brought ghost servants to chase me down."

"Looking at it now, they scolded me back then, but now they have learned my method and used it here without saying a word."

"Isn't this bullying honest people?"

"..."

"You..."

Er Guo Tou listened to her, but his heart was even more panicked. He subconsciously looked around to see if anyone was there, and lowered his voice: "Have you also slaughtered a city?"

"Not yet!"

Di Gua Shao said, "I've only slaughtered bandit villages and killed a group of horse thieves. In total, I've only killed a few hundred people. But they added up the numbers, and it became theirs?"

"The copyright is mine!"

"..."

"That's good, that's good..."

Er Guo Tou almost couldn't catch his breath. He lowered his voice, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart: "Since you figured out this ghost method, then you, do you also know how to break it?"

"I don't know!"

Di Gua Shao shook her head and said, "When I was researching this method, I was thinking about not letting others break it."

Er Guo Tou was speechless for a moment: "Then you..."

"I can upgrade it for them again!"

Di Gua Shao gritted her teeth, a sneer on her face, and looked towards Meng Hu Guan behind the misty black air: "My method is also constantly upgrading. In my opinion, their version is already outdated."

"Since they dare to show off their skills in front of me, then I have to let them see that my title of Little Ancestral Grandmother is not a joke!"

"This..."

Looking at Di Gua Shao's angry appearance, Er Guo Tou's eyes widened a little. Logically speaking, hearing that there was a way to break this head mound formation should be a good thing.

But why did he feel a little panicked in his heart?

"It's a good thing to be able to break their formation, but how do you plan to break this head mound formation?"

Also at this time, in another corner, Hu Ma and Lao Suan Pan, who had just seen the head mound formation, also walked over. They had already heard Er Guo Tou and Di Gua Shao's words, and asked with a smile.

If it were someone else, Hu Ma would have asked her if this method was ruthless enough, but since it was Di Gua Shao, there was no need to ask.

Anyway, he had already prepared himself to take action behind her.

"Let the dead turn back."

Di Gua Shao saw that Hu Ma had come to ask her, and she immediately puffed out her small chest and said proudly, "The wronged have their heads, and the debtors have their debts. They have refined one hundred thousand wronged souls, so let them feel what it's like to be缠身(chánshēn) (be haunted by) one hundred thousand wronged souls!"

Listening to this, Hu Ma and Er Guo Tou were actually much more skilled than Di Gua Shao in terms of cultivation, but firstly, they were not of the Xing Hun sect, and secondly, Di Gua Shao's little head always had ideas that were different from others, often making people unable to figure them out.

At this time, they vaguely understood, but not very clearly, so they could only tentatively say, "Then specifically..."

Di Gua Shao was very happy with the appreciation of these two seniors. She said triumphantly, "Call my five hundred hemp-clad troops, and I'll show you!"

Now was the time when both inside and outside Meng Hu Guan were silent. Separated by the head mound formation, both sides were either anxious or apprehensive, but they could only endure it and get a good night's sleep, waiting until dawn to talk about it.

But unexpectedly, suddenly there was the sound of gongs ringing, messy and chaotic, which suddenly alarmed the guarding generals on Meng Hu Guan.

Looking up, they saw faint white shadows shaking behind the dark head mound formation, and white flags fluttering back and forth. They panicked all of a sudden: "Someone is breaking the formation?"

"It's late at night now. Even if the other party really has capable people, why don't they wait until daytime? Why do they have to come over at the time when the head mound formation is the most fierce and violent?"

"..."

On the side of the grain protection army, there was unexpected joy. The heads of the three armies, hearing that someone was breaking the formation, all led their personal guards to come and watch Di Gua Shao leading five hundred hemp-clad soldiers to the front of the head mound formation from afar.

Her hemp-clad troops were originally wearing white hemp, which was extremely conspicuous in the night light, like ghosts and demons.

Hu Ma didn't even know that she had trained this hemp-clad army for what purpose. Lao Suan Pan had seen the most and explained in a low voice, "Hemp is a formation to welcome ghosts."

"Living people clash with ghosts, but wearing white hemp doesn't restrain ghosts and gods. They can welcome and send them off. Her five hundred hemp-clad troops, wearing white hemp and raising white banners, don't look like they have any special magic. Instead, they look like they are specially leading the way for wronged souls..."

"..."

Looking closely, they saw that after bringing in five hundred hemp-clad soldiers, they were holding back and not moving. Di Gua Shao also looked like she was setting up an incense table in front of this head mound formation, praying to Heaven and Earth, and then using a cinnabar brush to draw eyebrows and open eyes for three paper figures.

"Shua!"

These three paper figures were already powerful. Now that they suddenly opened their eyes, they seemed to be filled with Yin wind in this night.

"Wronged ghosts seeking revenge need a human body!"

After opening their eyes, Di Gua Shao took a step back, personally picked up the drumsticks, and slowly beat them, calling out, "I give you these paper figures, so that you have a body to rely on. I give you these white banners, so that you can see clearly the path of this world."

"Avenge your hatred, redress your grievances. No need to thank Grandma me. When you turn back..."

"..."

When the voice fell, the sound of the drums suddenly increased.

The three paper figures rustled and flew high, directly floating into the head mound formation, faintly like three white-clothed fairies descending from the sky.

Following closely behind the three paper figures, the hemp-clad troops raised white banners, like hundreds of white snakes in the night, floating into the head mound formation.

Rumble!

Rolling Yin energy suddenly rose. In that head mound formation, endless wronged wind and baleful aura all gathered on the three paper figures, making the three paper figures seem to be even heavier, and their surfaces showed a withered state.

But the three paper figures, which looked light and fluttering, could actually hold on.

In the head mound formation, countless eyes stared blankly, looking at anyone who rushed in from the front of the formation. But with the three paper figures blocking in front, this gaze could not hurt the hemp-clad troops behind. Instead, it gradually turned with the white banners in the hands of the hemp-clad troops.

Little by little, as the hemp-clad troops crossed the head mound formation, these countless gazes also began to turn little by little, gradually changing from looking at the front of the pass to looking in the direction of Meng Hu Guan.

"Not good, someone is breaking the formation!"

On Meng Hu Guan, after seeing the white banners surging, the city guard was frightened out of his wits, and regardless of anything else, he desperately rang the gongs, chaotically waking up the troops in the pass who had just rested not long ago.

"Hahaha..."

In this sound of gongs, Di Gua Shao's laughter was clear and domineering: "Old things of Quzhou, listen to me!"

"Your Little Ancestral Grandmother is back!"