Up close, the sight was even more shocking.
Countless Yin Soul Ghosts, like ants, swarmed toward the city in layer upon layer. The originally towering Immortal City now looked like a flat boat amid raging waves, liable to capsize at any moment.
There were even more Refined Corpses, and they were all unconscious Puppet things, with no idea what fear or terror even was. The Restrictions in the city were certainly extraordinary, but if this continued, they likewise would not hold out for long.
Lin Xuan's expression was incomparably ugly, and Xing'er's was not much better.
He had originally thought only the teleportation point had been exposed. He had never expected the situation to have deteriorated to such a degree.
"It's Corpse King Jinyue!"
The little girl's voice was filled with anger, but the fear within it could not be concealed no matter what. "Although this is the Underworld Hell, where all kinds of strange and powerful beings are countless, the only one capable of gathering such a vast army of Refined Corpses at once is probably that fellow, Corpse King Jinyue."
"What?"
Lin Xuan sucked in a breath of cold air, and his expression instantly turned extremely grave. Though he was a man who thought highly of himself, he was absolutely not so arrogant as to believe he could stand shoulder to shoulder with a mighty being like one of the Six Kings of the Underworld.
If Corpse King Jinyue was here, wouldn't Yue'er truly be in danger?
Lin Xuan sucked in a cold breath.
But fear was fear; there was absolutely no intention of retreating.
So what if he could not win?
Even if a True Immortal descended to the mortal world here, no matter what, he would not let him harm Yue'er.
Even if he had to