Dong Jiao was extremely dangerous—several bullets had struck right beside her. She felt dust swirling, dust seeping into her large eyes, making it nearly impossible to see. Gao Liang carried her, rolling her around. "Bing!" A cruel bullet hit Gao Liang in the abdomen—luckily, it struck only a belt. Gao Liang was furious. Hey! How cruel! He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it with force. "Bing!" The stone flew fast, and the shooter on the high-rise gasped in pain. At that moment, suddenly, a group of people surged forward from the crowd, charging straight at them. All armed with broad, sweeping swords, they advanced directly on Gao Liang. Gao Liang dodged and weaved, carrying Dong Jiao. Gao Liang and Dong Jiao were now surrounded in the center by these fierce, relentless figures. Gao Liang grew furious—Dong Jiao faced an unprecedented danger. As the villains moved in, Gao Liang roared, "I have become a god! My momentum is unstoppable! Anyone who dares to block me shall fall!" The aura of brilliance sent everyone trembling, each person rooted to the spot, unable to move. They had heard that resounding voice, commanding and majestic, possessing the dignity of a turtle. Yet, among the fierce and wrathful figures, one man gently curved his lips, suddenly launching a stone ball toward Gao Guang. Gao Guang reacted swiftly, narrowly dodging it—just as the stone ball skimmed past him. At that moment, Gao Guang summoned his signature move: the Electric Blade—a technique he hadn't used in a long time. This time, he unleashed the Electric Blade directly at the stone ball. "Crack!" The stone ball was instantly scorched black, nearly melted by the intense power of Gao Guang's Electric Blade. Then, the man who had thrown the stone employed a cunning maneuver, launching a second stone ball into the air, which spun gracefully through the sky. Gao Guang gasped, realizing the predicament—this second stone ball emitted a grayish-yellow mist that spread throughout the sky. Unfavorable! This is a malevolent energy that threatens humanity. With his divine eyes shining like lightning, Highlight perceived the person's profound pallor—clearly a spirit from the Underworld. Oh! The Lord of the Underworld has appeared. Highlight immediately became alert. Indeed, the entire sky was now enveloped in grayish-yellow mist, spreading continuously. These were yellow smoke grenades, blinding everyone's vision. With his keen eyes, Highlight could still see clearly—yet the Lord of the Underworld had arrived unexpectedly. He could not lose this battle! Highlight observed the grotesque faces of the minor spirits accompanying the Underworld king—these beings, though human-faced, were truly beast-hearted. As a Gatherer of Spiritual Essence, Highlight could peer beyond their physical forms to see their true nature. Ordinary people, however, only saw the Underworld king and his spirits as ordinary humans. Dong Jiao made a mistake—because a voice, strikingly alluring, declared: "A superstar! A world-renowned superstar! We admire and revere you!" Come here, and accept our small act of reverence! It was a magnificent floral wreath, striking and dazzling, beloved by all. Dong Jiao couldn't help but approach. At that moment, Gao Qiang was engaged in confrontation with the King of the Underworld, so he had no time to attend to her. As Dong Jiao stepped into the wreath, she suddenly noticed it contracting, binding her tightly. The more she struggled, the tighter it became. "Come with me! Otherwise—your life is forfeit! No one can save you! You must come with me!" A ghost spoke to Dong Jiao. Dong Jiao was terrified. Gao Qiang saw Dong Jiao being ensnared by the wreath and was furious. He never expected the Underworld kings to be so cruel, using allure to entice Dong Jiao and trick her. Now, deeply angered, Gao Qiang drew his Celestial-Splitting Sword. Yet at this very moment, he found that the sword could no longer move freely. Now, how could Gao Qiang save Dong Jiao? What could he do? Gao Liang was extremely anxious. At that moment, a massive bird soared down from the sky—a truly enormous creature, resembling a great eagle. The exact species remained unclear. Gao Liang’s spiritual sight revealed that this bird carried powers originating from the Underworld, yes, specifically transformed by the Underworld’s魔王 (Demon King). As the great bird charged downward with fierce determination, Gao Liang realized he was under attack on multiple fronts. He observed numerous birds emerging from the sky behind the giant bird, and simultaneously, many small spirits bearing skeletons were advancing across the ground, launching a full-scale assault from both sky and earth. Gao Liang was now besieged on all sides—his forces were clearly outnumbered and outmatched. It was now time for him to summon his full strength. He could not allow his wife to suffer any more. Gao Liang, hold on! He recalled the Eastern Divine Dog—the sacred Tibetan mastiff army—and the Eastern Mythical Beasts Army. Soon, Hualing could summon the mythical beasts, and Hualing proved to be resolute. These creatures emerged in the sky, imbued with 3,000 years of spiritual power. At the forefront stood the Eastern Divine Dog, Iron General, tall and imposing, charging directly against the King of the Underworld. Yet the Underworld Demon King was no easy opponent—he exhaled black smoke, which proved highly toxic. Hualing immediately ordered the Iron General to remain silent and activated her risk-control ability himself, pursuing the black smoke far and wide. Soon, the smoke was dispersed, and the Iron General was saved. "Iron General! Heed my command—advance and charge!" With a single command, Hualing sent the Iron General leading a force of one hundred Tibetan mastiffs, launching a fierce assault on the Underworld Demon King. The Demon King, overwhelmed by the sheer number of mastiffs, found himself constantly defending, barely able to parry, with no room to counterattack. At this moment, the other 100 Tibetan mastiffs launched a furious assault, swiftly attacking the smaller spirits on the ground and those in the air, causing them all to scream in pain. However, the冥界魔王 was cunning—he drew a bomb from his waist and hurled it at the mastiffs. With keen eyesight and swift movements, Gao Liang managed to avoid injuring any single mastiff, and thus activated his water-based ability. "Water Dragon Pearl! Ready!" he mentally commanded. "Master! What is your order?" the Water Dragon Pearl asked. "You must act immediately and destroy the冥界魔王's bomb. Remember, reduce its explosive power to zero!" As soon as Gao Liang spoke, the Water Dragon Pearl took off, racing forward at an incredible speed. Soon, it completely encircled the bomb. At the same time, Gao Liang shouted to the 100 mastiffs, "Rush away now! As quickly as possible!" And soon, all 100 mastiffs promptly retreated. At this moment, the Water Dragon Ball reveals its boundless power, launching a powerful surge directly at the bomb. Due to the immense energy of the Water Dragon Ball, and with the Energy Dragon Balls accelerating behind it, the bomb is swiftly propelled upward—so fast that it reaches incredible heights, soaring into the sky. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three thunderous explosions shake the ground, so intense that they make people's ears ring and deafening. The brilliant Water Dragon Ball collides fiercely with the bomb in the sky, causing a massive explosion. The power of this explosion is enormous—thanks to the acceleration provided by the Energy Dragon Balls, the Water Dragon Ball lifts the bomb to an extremely high altitude, nearly into outer space. The bomb exploding in outer space proves safe for the people on the ground. The King of the Underworld, witnessing his bomb being propelled all the way into outer space by the brilliant Water Dragon Ball, is furious. He shouts at Gōhō, his voice rising: "Gōhō! You've got guts! You've managed to send my bomb exploding in outer space! This isn't the end of our rivalry—this is just the beginning! We'll continue our battle!" Soon, the King of the Underworld engaged in a fierce struggle and strategic contest with Gao Liang. As the sovereign of the Underworld, the King was no ordinary figure—he wielded an exceptionally powerful ghost-headed sword, a weapon that had demonstrated its might countless times since he assumed his throne. With this sword, countless lives had been claimed, and many even reached the realm of the Underworld, while even lesser deities from the lower realms had been severed at the neck by its force. This was the very first magical sword of the Underworld, never having lost a single battle. "The other spirits echoed, shouting, 'King of Monsters, hurry! Take that boy! King of Monsters, hurry and take that boy!' Soon, a cold, eerie atmosphere enveloped Gao Liang.