American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Unfortunately, this time the call for help received no response, as the Black Mountain Old Demon was preoccupied.

The bandit laughed maniacally, the enormous ghost-head blade feeling like a straw in his hands, casually unleashing the killing intent in his heart and the bestiality hidden deep within his soul.

Large amounts of rock were hacked off, falling to the ground in chunks. The Black Mountain Old Demon was quite entangled by the bandit. Although the ghost-head blade's attacks couldn't truly harm him, the chopped-off parts were just outer layers of rock. With enough magic power, he could have as much rock shell as he wanted.

However, he could ignore one insect; even if it bit a little, it wouldn't matter. But if hundreds or thousands of small insects could threaten him and form a massive formation, like an inexhaustible tide,

The Black Mountain Old Demon didn't dare to be careless.

The entire Eleventh Division, over three hundred Soul Reapers, split into several large teams, launching a tiered attack on the Black Mountain Old Demon under the leadership of the vice-captain and squad leaders.

The bandit erupted with full force, using his agility and attack power to attract most of the attention, allowing his subordinates to continuously output.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was enormous. Even using vast magic power to condense a torso like a towering giant, his lower body remained in the underworld.

Taking advantage of the Black Mountain Old Demon's preoccupation, the Sixth Division, led by Byakuya Kuchiki, charged into the Netherworld Ghost Domain.

Upon entering the underworld, the Soul Reapers scattered, targeting the large numbers of wandering souls below for slaughter.

Zanpakuto, being the condensation of soul power, possessed extraordinary destructive power, especially against Yin spirits. One strike, no matter how powerful the ghost, would sever its head from its body.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was no pushover. Being able to occupy the mountain as king, even seizing Wrongful Death City, naturally meant he had plenty of subordinates.

Large numbers of Yin soldiers, led by ghost generals, charged out, clashing fiercely with the Soul Reapers, battle cries shaking the heavens.

The Second Division had already set up a perimeter line on the outside, and the Third Division followed closely behind, ready to charge into the Netherworld Ghost Domain at any time to support the Sixth Division's operation.

Qi Shan didn't make a move throughout the entire process, simply standing quietly in the air, watching the spectacle with Xiaodie.

Xiaodie was completely stunned. Even though she knew her new master's power wasn't weak, she hadn't expected him to be able to contend with the Black Mountain Old Demon, and even gain the upper hand.

She watched helplessly as the Soul Reapers of two divisions charged into the Netherworld Ghost Domain, instantly turning it into a battlefield.

Qi Shan's lips curled slightly. He stepped forward and said softly, "Xiaodie, let's go take a look!"

"Yes!" Xiaodie quickly agreed.

With a flash, the two appeared at the Black Mountain Old Demon's waist. The black vortex beneath their feet was the gateway to the Netherworld Ghost Domain.

Qi Shan sensed it slightly and nodded slightly.

As expected, the construction was more complex. Besides soul power and Yin energy, there seemed to be a more complicated force mixed in. It was like adding oats to rice and millet. Although you could see it, it was impossible to find the proportion of this power at a glance.

Qi Shan looked up. Large chunks of rubble and various long stone tablets fell from the sky. Every time a stone fell to the ground, it caused a wide range of tremors, and the rumbling sound was deafening.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was full of vigor. Even facing the attack of an entire division of Soul Reapers, he still didn't fall behind.

"As expected of a Realm Lord, rooted in the Netherworld Ghost Domain, he has fused with the origin to a certain extent. As long as the underworld doesn't perish, Yin energy will continuously be transported into his body.

This old boy seems to be preparing for a war of attrition!"

Qi Shan shook his head slightly. Of course, he couldn't let him succeed.

Although the bandit was also following Zaraki Kenpachi's style, the difference between the two was like a chasm.

It seemed he had to help him.

Qi Shan slightly raised his hand, and a large amount of spiritual particles burst out, forming a huge figure behind him.

He threw a punch, and the huge figure also threw a punch, heavily smashing into the Black Mountain Old Demon's body, causing the Black Mountain Old Demon to stagger, almost being knocked away.

He was furious, just about to turn around to deal with the newly appeared enemy, when he heard a faint voice in his ear.

"Hado #96, Itto Kaso!"

Boom!

The flame, condensed into the shape of a sword tip, suddenly spurted out, engulfing the entire Black Mountain Old Demon like a skyscraper.

The magma-colored flame was extremely restrained. No heat could be felt on the outside. All the damage was concentrated on the inside. The temperature exceeding ten million degrees instantly evaporated four-fifths of the Black Mountain Old Demon's body, leaving only a crystalline core, surrounded by a thick Yin energy magic power, barely escaping disaster.

The sword disappeared, and the crystal fell, like a meteorite descending, smashing a several-meter-deep crater into the ground. Even if it didn't suffer too much damage, the Yin energy was still scorched by the flames.

After the flames disappeared, the surface of the huge crystal was still emitting heat, and the moment it touched the ground, it burned the ground to a cinder.

"It looks much better this way!"

Qi Shan nodded. The virtual human image condensed from spiritual particles behind him had its right arm completely turned black, and was now crumbling down like charred meat with the wind and sand.

The huge figure gradually disappeared, and Qi Shan took a step, walking straight into the underworld.

Xiaodie followed closely behind, her entire expression already dazed. She had never imagined that her master could be so powerful.

Xiaodie didn't have much experience, but at least she knew what the Black Mountain Old Demon represented. Tree Demon Grandma could be said to be her master. In Xiaodie's eyes, Tree Demon Grandma was the most powerful monster within a radius of hundreds of miles. Over the years, there had been no shortage of monks and Taoists who came to subdue demons and eliminate monsters.

Various magic treasures, various secret techniques, flashy and dazzling, felt amazing, but when they arrived in front of Tree Demon Grandma, they often couldn't pass three moves before losing their lives.

Only a few decades ago, there was a big bearded man named Yan Chixia who was more powerful and injured Tree Demon Grandma, but that was all.

After a little rest, Tree Demon Grandma immediately returned to her original state, and could even improve a little.

Such a powerful Tree Demon Grandma actually rushed to find a backer for herself.

Almost instantly, he burned his incarnation to ashes. Even though she knew that the flames couldn't burn her and she couldn't feel the heat at all, Xiaodie couldn't help but shiver when she saw Itto Kaso.

During the day, the young master used this move to almost kill Grandma.