The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Mu Chen gasped. He had never believed in ghosts or gods in his life, yet this bizarre thing was actually happening right before his eyes.

"This...how is this possible?" Mu Chen murmured, his face full of shock.

Jiang Chuan patted Mu Chen on the shoulder and said, "I also hope this isn't true, but the facts are right in front of us."

The two started talking about Xian Zhen again. Jiang Chuan curled his lip and said, "That Xian Zhen, just looking at him makes me uncomfortable. I really hope his strength is as weak as his appearance."

Jiang Chuan felt a vague unease. Since Xian Zhen dared to bring the army of the undead, he must have had plenty of confidence.

Mu Chen thought of Yu Youwei again. He looked at Jiang Chuan and asked, "What about Miss Yu? Is she still in Weicheng?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head and said worriedly, "I'm not sure either, but I do hope she didn't manage to leave the city in time. At least while she's in the city, we can still find a way to protect her."

As the two were talking, the soldiers in the square were still shouting slogans, and Zhao Dun continued to boost morale from the high platform.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, Xian Zhen's 100,000 ghost soldiers surged toward Weicheng.

The garrison of Weicheng was already on high alert, and under Zhao Dun's command, each of them had a solemn expression.

Zhao Dun stood atop the city wall, his posture upright, and loudly commanded: "All troops, listen to my order! Hold your ground! Do not allow the ghost soldiers to set foot in Weicheng even a step!"

Chen Deng stood to the side, his expression equally solemn. He turned to the archers and shouted, "Archers, prepare! Fire!"

The archers quickly nocked their arrows and, with a "whoosh," countless arrows shot towards the ghost soldiers.

The catapults were ready, and huge stones were hurled high into the air, hurtling towards the horde of ghost soldiers. Chaos erupted among the ghost soldiers, and they fell one after another. Seemingly fearless, the ghost soldiers continued their relentless advance towards the city wall.

Xian Zhen sat on his skeletal warhorse, coldly observing everything before him. He raised his hand and waved it gently, causing the ghost soldiers' attacks to intensify.

"Charge! Take Weicheng for us!" Xian Zhen's voice echoed among the ghost soldiers.

Zhao Dun, Chen Deng, and others were supervising the battle from the city wall, and Jiang Chuan was among them.

As they watched the surging ghost soldiers, Zhao Dun gritted his teeth and said, "These armies of the dead are indeed terrifying, but we will never back down!"

Chen Deng nodded and said, "General, rest assured, we will live and die with Weicheng!"

The ghost soldiers slowly began to climb the city wall. They used both their hands and feet, moving extremely fast, and soon many ghost soldiers approached the top of the wall.

"Soldiers, do not be afraid!"

Zhao Dun shouted, "Fight bravely against these dead and protect our homeland!"

Chen Deng watched the ghost soldiers about to climb the city wall, and a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him. He loudly recited a poem: "With hearts full of passion, the war drums beat; our will to defend the city will never crumble. Today we face life and death together; the brave warriors of Yan will display their divine might!"

As the soldiers listened to Chen Deng's poem, their fighting spirit was completely ignited.

They shouted in unison, "Great Swallow warriors, display your divine might!" "Great Swallow warriors, display your divine might!"

Just as the first ghost soldier climbed onto the city wall, it bared its fangs and claws and pounced on the nearest soldier.

Chen Deng shouted, "Stop your insolence!" He swung his halberd, and a flash of cold light appeared. The ghost soldier was instantly shattered and turned into a cloud of black smoke.

Jiang Chuan was not to be outdone. He drew his Qing Shuang sword and charged towards the ghost soldiers. His sword flashed like a dragon, instantly killing several ghost soldiers.

"Kill!" Jiang Chuan roared.

Encouraged by the bravery of Jiang Chuan and Chen Deng, the defenders also took up their weapons and engaged in fierce close combat with the ghost soldiers who had climbed the city walls.

Shouts of battle echoed from the city walls, and the sounds of clashing weapons were incessant.

The soldiers fought the demons, slashing with knives and stabbing with spears.

The defensive formations within the inner city were also quietly taking effect.

This city-protecting formation has a remarkable history. Three hundred years ago, Prince Dan of Yan personally inscribed this formation.

Prince Dan was a legendary figure. Back then, he led the remaining troops and held off the Great Zhou cavalry at Hulao Pass for a full year.

During that long year, he and his soldiers fought valiantly, and with their indomitable will and outstanding command, they finally wore down the enemy army. Later, he ascended the throne in Weicheng, and to protect the city, he specially had this protective formation carved out.

For three hundred years, this magic array has silently protected Weicheng, ensuring its continued existence. As a result, Weicheng is known as Dancheng and the City of Sages.

The protective array emitted a soft light, enveloping the inner city. Although it could not attack proactively, it enhanced the defenders' defenses and hindered the ghost soldiers' attack.

The door to the inner city's underground moat swayed slightly.

A dark figure appeared silently. The figure was elusive and its face was not visible. It stretched out a hand and gently pushed, and the door of the city hall was opened.

A strange, oppressive atmosphere suddenly rose in the city, as if a great calamity was about to befall them.

The patrolling soldiers quickened their pace unconsciously, their expressions filled with unease.

A mysterious dark figure appeared near the magic circle.

The shadowy figure was elusive and its features were indistinguishable. It was surrounded by an eerie black mist, and it was clear at a glance that it was no benevolent being.

The dark figure stopped, slowly raised its hand, and a Soul Refining Banner as black as ink appeared in its hand.

Runes on the banner moved about, and faint, mournful cries could be heard, as if countless wronged souls were struggling within it.

The shadowy figure unleashed the terrifying demonic art of raising ghosts.

As it moved, the Soul Refining Banner trembled violently, and nine black rays of light shot out from the banner, condensing in mid-air into nine monsters of different shapes.

This is the Nine Fiends of Heavenly Profoundness, cruelly cultivated from the blood and souls of nine thousand people. It exudes a monstrous demonic aura, and wherever it goes, the air seems to be corroded.

The demonic cultivator, controlling the Nine Fiends, shouted, "Attack!"

Nine Fiends immediately rushed towards the city's protective formation. In an instant, the forces of good and evil clashed fiercely in the underground palace.

The protective array shone brightly, desperately resisting the Nine Fiends' attack. However, the Nine Fiends came with overwhelming force. The demonic sect's ghost-raising technique was inherently evil, and the shockwaves generated by the collision of their powers caused the entire underground palace to shake violently.

The people in the city were awakened from their sleep, frightened and at a loss, and hid in their homes, praying for safety.

"What's going on? What happened?" an old man asked, trembling.

"It seems something is attacking the city's protective formation!" the young man responded in alarm.

The light of the city's protective array gradually dimmed. Finally, a muffled boom resounded, and the city's protective array was breached by the Nine Fiends.

The light vanished instantly, and Weicheng's defenses collapsed in an instant.

Xian Zhen led his ghost soldiers to rush towards the city wall, and the Heyang army was not to be outdone, putting up a stubborn resistance.

The soldiers brandished their weapons, and shouts of battle rose and fell.

Xian Zhen's ghost soldiers kept surging up the city wall, but were repeatedly cut down by the Heyang army.

"Kill! We must not let these ghost soldiers into the city!" the Heyang army general shouted.

"Brothers, hold the line!" the soldiers responded in unison, brandishing their weapons with fierce force.

Jiang Chuan, wielding the Azure Frost Sword, fought bravely among the enemy ranks. His movements were agile, his sword flashing like lightning, and in a short time he had slain nearly a hundred ghost soldiers. The morale of the Heyang army soared; everyone now believed the ghost soldiers were nothing to fear.

But then the earth suddenly trembled violently. The people in the city lost their footing and fell to the ground.

"Earthquake! What's going on?" the people cried out in panic.

Zhao Dun realized that the tremor was not an ordinary earthquake, but rather caused by the destruction of the city's protective formation.

A sense of foreboding washed over him. His face instantly darkened, and he inwardly cried out that something was wrong.

Suddenly, the army of the dead sounded the bugle call to retreat.

The soldiers of Heyang were taken aback, thinking that the enemy was about to retreat.

Zhao Dun knew that Xian Zhen was cunning and treacherous, and that the retreating horn might have another hidden meaning.

As expected, Xian Zhen suddenly appeared below the city walls with six thousand undead cavalry. These cavalrymen were all powerful undead warriors, exuding a chilling aura.

Xian Zhen drew an ancient sword, its surface shrouded in a mixture of demonic energy and sword intent, making it difficult to discern whether he was a ghost or a demon.

He roared and unleashed a devastating sword strike, the sword energy cleaving the Weicheng city gate in two. With another strike, he split the city gate open, sending shards of stone flying.

Caught off guard, the Heyang army suffered heavy casualties.

"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap!" Zhao Dun shouted, realizing the critical situation, and immediately ordered a retreat.

"Quick, retreat!" But it was too late; Xian Zhen's sword energy was coming.

Jiang Chuan was unable to dodge in time and was knocked off the city wall by the sword energy.

Zhao Dun was also pushed away by the aftershock of the sword energy and fell heavily to the ground.

Xianzhen's six thousand undead cavalry charged toward the breached city gate.

Ignoring his pain, Zhao Dun shouted to Chen Deng, "Chen Deng, quickly organize the shield bearers and spearmen to block the city gate! Then have the cavalry on both flanks flank them and break their formation!"

Chen Deng struggled to his feet from the pile of rubble on the city wall. Upon hearing Zhao Dun's command, he immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

He looked around; his soldiers had suffered heavy casualties, and the scene was chaotic. But he showed no sign of retreating and quickly began to organize a counterattack.

Just then, Zhu Shiwu arrived with his cavalry.

Chen Deng immediately ordered him: "Zhu Shiwu, you lead the cavalry to ambush on both flanks. Once the enemy forces have crossed the city gates, launch a surprise attack!"

Zhu Shiwu nodded and said, "Understood!" After saying that, he led his cavalry quickly to the two flanks.

On the other side, Jiang Chuan was brought to the foot of Zhengyang Gate by the collapsed city wall. Although he managed to dodge a fatal blow, he was now in trouble as well.

Surrounded by ruins and filled with the shouts of the enemy, he struggled to his feet.

The entire city of Weicheng descended into chaos. The collapse of the city's protective array left the Heyang army without its last line of defense, while Xian Zhen's undead cavalry seized the opportunity to launch a fatal attack.

Although Zhao Dun, Chen Deng, and others fought hard, the situation was extremely unfavorable for them in the face of such a powerful enemy.

Amidst the ruins, Jiang Chuan, covered in dust, struggled to crawl out of the rubble.

He was dressed in rags, his hair disheveled. After regaining his senses, he secretly rejoiced that he had broken through to the Zhiwei realm three days ago; otherwise, Xian Zhen's vicious sword strike would surely have cost him his life.

Jiang Chuan had barely steadied himself when he felt the ground tremble violently, and the deafening sound of horses' hooves thundered towards him. He hurriedly turned around and saw dust billowing in the distance as six thousand undead cavalry charged towards him.

The leading cavalry general was burly and carried a huge bronze hammer, the hammer radiating endless killing intent.

"The situation is extremely bad!" Jiang Chuan realized that if he didn't escape quickly, he would be trampled into mincemeat by this pack of ferocious undead cavalry.

Cavalry Captain Lu Zheng saw Jiang Chuan standing there in a daze and shouted urgently, "Jiang Chuan, run!"

Jiang Chuan dared not delay. He pushed off with both feet and took off running. He had already broken through to the Zhiwei realm, and his feet moved like the wind, covering ten zhang in a single stride.

However, the undead cavalry's warhorses were also extraordinary, extremely fast, and caught up in the blink of an eye.

The leading cavalry general was upon them in an instant. With a loud shout, he swung his massive bronze hammer, imbued with immense force, and smashed it down on Jiang Chuan's back.

If this hammer blow lands, Jiangchuan will have no chance of survival.

On the city wall, Zhao Dun and Xian Zhen were already locked in fierce combat. Xian Zhen drew his famous sword, Du Jie, and thrust it straight at Zhao Dun.

Zhao Dun showed no weakness, brandishing his Wuji Blade to meet Xian Zhen's sword.

The moment the two clashed, a shockwave shot into the sky, the powerful force distorting the surrounding air and causing large sections of the sturdy city wall to collapse under its strain.

Zhao Dun unleashed all his skills, employing the Limitless Three Blades with all his might.

He wielded the Wuji Blade, unleashing a series of sharp blade lights as he slashed towards Xian Zhen.

Xian Zhen was unable to dodge in time and was sent flying by the sharp blade energy, crashing heavily to the ground.

Zhao Dun himself was also badly injured, and even the skeletal warhorse he was riding was shaken to pieces by the powerful force.

Jiang Chuan hadn't run far when the undead cavalry's terrifying bronze hammer came crashing down again.

In a life-or-death moment, Jiang Chuan had a flash of inspiration and instantly came up with a solution.

He channeled his inner energy and unleashed the "Mountain and River Movement" technique, imitating the "Mountain Moving Seal" of the half-step sword immortal Wang Zhihuan, forcefully pulling up the collapsed city wall and smashing it towards the cavalry general.

This move was incredibly powerful; the ruins, like a small mountain, pressed down on the cavalry general and the undead cavalry.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the ruins instantly blocked the cavalry general and the undead cavalry.

Jiang Chuan had just breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could recover, the pile of rubble suddenly began to shake.

The rider leaped out from the crowd; his warhorse was dead, but he himself seemed largely unaffected.

The rider pushed off the ground with both feet, leaped high into the air, and slammed the remaining half of the bronze hammer handle down fiercely towards Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan steeled his resolve, and the hidden power within him seemed to be completely ignited by this desperate situation.

In an instant, he no longer wanted to escape. He threw his head back and laughed wildly, the Mountain Demon Seal between his brows suddenly lighting up, and the Deer Hao in his sword helped him unleash the power of jade. Instantly, Jiang Chuan's strength increased dramatically, directly breaking through to the half-step Supreme Realm.

Four sword energies shot into the sky from his body as he roared, "Come on, let's see how I deal with you today!"

At this moment, Jiang Chuan had already disregarded life and death, and did not take the undead cavalry in front of him seriously at all.

How could the cavalry general be intimidated by Jiang Chuan's imposing aura? He roared and met Jiang Chuan's four sword energies with the handle of his bronze giant hammer.

With a deafening roar, the cavalry general smashed all four of Jiang Chuan's sword energies to pieces. However, his own bronze hammer was also completely broken into several pieces by the impact of this powerful force, leaving only a bare handle.

Jiang Chuan seized the opportunity, taking advantage of the fact that the cavalry general had exhausted his old strength and had not yet generated new strength, and charged forward.

He unleashed the True Fire Sword Qi from the Five Elements Sword Manual, his sword blazing with intense heat as he slashed towards the cavalry general's right hand. (End of Chapter)