Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

The Demonic Flame Warrior, clad in scarlet armor and surrounded by blazing demonic flames, strode into the Ghost King City like a demon god walking out of hell.

He had only one purpose for this trip - to borrow troops.

Douluo Continent, the fertile land he had ruled for thirty years, had now become a major concern for him.

The men he sent to guard the passage were completely wiped out, beaten badly, and fled back in embarrassment.

However, his own cultivation was too high to pass through the fragile passage to the other world. Forcing his way in would only cause the passage to break. At best he would be exiled by the turbulent flow of space, at worst he would die.

"Ghost King, you and I have known each other for many years. I came here today to borrow some of your elite soldiers and generals."

The Demon Flame Warrior spoke straight to the point, but his tone was filled with unquestionable arrogance.

The Ghost King leaned on the throne, playing with a black skull in his hand. He looked at the Demon Flame General with a smile, but did not respond directly.

Over the past thirty years, Demon Flame General has made rapid progress in his cultivation with the resources of Douluo Continent. He is now ranked first among the twelve generals, and it is even rumored that he has ambitions to challenge the status of the Four Kings. However, he, the Ghost King, happens to be ranked fourth.

"What's the matter? Ghost King, are you afraid? Are you afraid to lend me troops?"

Seeing that the Ghost King was slow to respond, the Demon Flame General became angry and deliberately provoked him.

A cold light flashed in the Ghost King's eyes: "General Demon Flame, you are too arrogant! I can borrow troops, but you must agree to one condition of mine."

"What conditions?"

The Demon Flame Warrior felt a chill in his heart. The Ghost King was not someone to be trifled with. The conditions he proposed would definitely not be simple.

"Let our men challenge each other. If you win, I will lend you soldiers. If you lose, you will give me the alien passage within your sphere of influence."

The Ghost King spoke in a cold tone, his eyes gleaming with a shrewd light.

The Demon Flame General weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay! It's a deal!" He just didn't believe that his elite soldiers would lose to the Ghost King's men.

And all of this was seen by the shadow hidden in the dark.

....

The Ghost King and the Demon Flame Warrior agreed that the battle would take place in three days at the arena in the center of the Ghost King City.

As for the candidates for the competition, they will be decided three days later.

After the Demon Flame General left, the Ghost King, with a gloomy face, summoned all those above the rank of general.

"Within three days, I will select the strongest one from among you to fight against the Demon Flame Warrior's men. Show me your true abilities!"

The Ghost King sat on the throne, the skull in his hand creaking as he squeezed it, his sinister eyes sweeping over the many generals under his command.

All those above the rank of general were extremely excited, rubbing their hands, and eager to try.

If you can win this competition, you will not only get the reward from the Ghost King, but you will also become famous in the Ghost King City and even the entire Undead Plane!

For a time, there was a craze for cultivation in Ghost King City. All the training grounds were packed with people, with the flashing of swords and the shouting of killing shaking the sky.

Three days passed in a flash, and all the elites gathered in Ghost King City again.

After layers of selection, the captain of the Ghost King's personal guard - a two-meter-tall, muscular man holding a giant battle axe - finally stood out from the crowd and stood out from the crowd.

He exuded a suffocating murderous aura, like a god of death, making people afraid to approach him.

Today is the last day. If no one challenges him, he will be the representative of this battle.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the hall.

A handsome young man in a white robe walked in.

He was Bai Yun, the general of the recruiting department of Ghost King City.

I arrived late because I was busy recruiting soldiers.

"Huh, I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be that new pretty boy."

A ferocious-faced general snorted with disdain.

"That's right. How dare a brat like you come here and embarrass yourself?"

Another short and fat general said sarcastically.

"I think he's just here to join in the fun. He's not even qualified to participate in the competition."

The generals around him echoed his words, their words full of contempt and disdain.

They were all old people in Ghost King City and were full of hostility towards Bai Yun, the general who had suddenly arrived.

Bai Yun had a calm expression, turning a deaf ear to these taunts. He walked straight to the Ghost King and bowed:

"Master Ghost King, I am late."

The Ghost King looked at Bai Yun with great interest, with a playful smile on his face:

"Oh? General Bai, are you also interested in participating in this competition?"

"I am a humble subordinate, but I am willing to serve the Ghost King."

Bai Yun spoke in a firm tone, his eyes full of confidence.

"Okay, then let me see what you can do."

The Ghost King waved his hand and said, "You and my personal guard captain will compete. The winner will represent my Ghost King City in battle."

Bai Yun turned to face the captain of the guards and slowly drew the sword from his waist.

A powerful aura emanated from him, and the air around him seemed to freeze.

When the captain of the guards saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that this seemingly weak young man could possess such a powerful aura.

"Start!" the Ghost King gave an order.

The captain of the guards roared, swung his huge axe, and pounced towards Baiyun like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Bai Yun flashed and dodged the attack easily. At the same time, the sword in his hand turned into a white light and pierced the captain of the guards' throat.

The captain of the guards quickly raised his axe to block, but found that Bai Yun's sword was like a thorn in his flesh and he could not get rid of it at all.

At this moment, a gleam of light flashed in Bai Yun's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Desert Death!"

A golden light flashed on Baiyun's body, and the Desert Death God's Martial Spirit instantly possessed him!

Yellow sand filled the sky, instantly covering the entire hall.

The captain of the guards saw nothing but a flash before his eyes, and then he lost sight of the white cloud.

The next moment, Bai Yun appeared behind the captain of the guards.

"Soul-sucking blow!"

A golden beam of light shot out from Bai Yun's hand and hit the captain of the guard hard.

The captain of the guard widened his eyes, looked at Bai Yun in disbelief, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Turned into ashes in an instant!

The whole place was silent, and everyone was shocked by Bai Yun's strength.

The Ghost King narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Bai Yun, with a gleam of light in his eyes:

"Good! You are worthy of being the general of Ghost King City! A reward of 20,000 spirit crystals and a Ghost King Order!"

Bai Yun took the Ghost King's Order and thought to himself: Fortunately, there is Ying Yi.

He has learned from Yingyi that his identity has been guessed. In that case, he will use his martial spirit today!

Bai Yun restrained his breath and bowed respectfully to the Ghost King: "Thank you Ghost King for the reward!"

He turned around and looked around, his eyes sweeping over the generals who had mocked him before, a barely perceptible smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The generals all lowered their heads at this moment, not daring to look at Bai Yun, their eyes filled with awe and fear.

After the grand event in Ghost King City ended, Bai Yun returned to his mansion.

When I opened the door, I saw a man in black with a stern face standing inside waiting.

It was Kage One.

"How's the matter going?" Bai Yun asked.

"My Lord, everything went well." Ying Yi replied respectfully.

"I have spread the news as you instructed. I believe it will soon reach you..."

Bai Yun raised his hand to interrupt him, "No need to say more, I know."

He looked out the window, his eyes were deep and far-reaching.

"This game has just begun."