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Because of the special characteristic of the Heaven Slaughter Mountain, the Dead Spirit Clan had always wanted to take over the Heaven Slaughter Mountain, but the Holy Sect naturally did not agree. Most of the wars on both sides revolved around the Heaven Slaughter Mountain.1

However, although the Dead Spirit Clan could borrow the murderous aura to cultivate, they could only stay at the outermost region of the Heavenly Slaughter Mountain. Even if they approached it, it would endanger their own lives, and the balance between the two empires would not be broken even after tens of thousands of years.

Just as Ye Kai was walking aimlessly in the streets, a troop of soldiers suddenly walked over, and when they passed by Ye Kai, they suddenly stopped. A general at the front looked at Ye Kai, and said in a professional tone, "The Death Spirit Empire is attacking us.

After that, he ignored Ye Kai's objections and ordered someone to throw a weapon to Ye Kai, then dragged Ye Kai away.

Ye Kai felt helpless. He knew that the situation here was not suitable for him to make a move against them, so he could only follow them all the way to the top of the city. Deafening shouts could be heard incessantly. Many people who were dressed differently from the rest had already joined the battle. Many of them were already covered in blood.

The soldiers and the general who brought Ye Kai here had brought him here without a trace.

"Whoosh!" "Whiz!" The sound of arrows tearing through the air rang out unceasingly. Ye Kai turned to the side and let an arrow pass by his nose. The soldier beside him was not as lucky as he was. A bunch of arrows pierced through his right arm.

At that time, what was even more strange was that the arrow actually emitted a black Qi, bringing with it an evil aura, as it flew towards the soldier's body. In the blink of an eye, his skin began to fester, and a white light also appeared on his wound. This white light was holy and pure, fighting against the black aura of death.

However, because of this short pause, the soldier had already lost the weapon in his hand and was no longer able to block the countless arrows that were shooting down at him. In the blink of an eye, he had been hit by several arrows, and one of them had even directly hit him in the heart. His body trembled slightly and he fell backwards straight, blood flowing freely from his mouth.

The white light was quickly dispersed by the impact, and was no longer able to corrode the place where the deathly air had dissipated. After a few breaths, this soldier's body had already rotted beyond recognition, and a putrid stench came from his body.

The people around him did not even have the time to look at him. They merely grabbed him and threw him down from the top of the city wall, while a raging inferno was burning below them. Those who had been infected with the aura of death would have a lethal poison on their bodies and it would be extremely difficult to expel it, moreover, it would spread very quickly. The best method to remove the poison was to destroy their corpses.

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