Time slowly passed, in the Underworld, there is neither sunrise nor sunset. Yet, as time gently flowed by, this earth-shattering battle had lasted for three days and nights, with neither side able to overpower the other.
In the distance, the four Ghost Emperors led countless Yin Soldiers hiding far away, and some of the more cowardly ghost immortals had long since fled, for the struggle for the Other Shore Flower was simply beyond their ability to participate.
"If this continues, I'm afraid it will never end. They cannot kill the Formless Heavenly Ghost." Minghe Ancestor had been watching the battle all along. When he saw that Netherworld Ancestor and others had not been able to destroy the Formless Heavenly Ghost, he finally made this judgment.
"Ha ha!"
