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Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
As explosions rang out from one spot, bursts of detonations erupted throughout every stretch of forest around Yaqiu.
The blasts tore from the edge of the woods all the way toward Yaqiu City.
Amid the huge explosions, many people rushed out with undead in tow.
Only this time, the attack had come from every direction over a wide area, and no one knew where the enemy was.
All they could do now was charge outward and see if they could run into the enemy.
At that moment, Gu Xi also noticed the so-called Heroic Spirits among the crowd.
On the surface, they looked no different from ordinary undead, but the equipment on them was obviously far more flashy.
Every Heroic Spirit carried a faint scent of incense offerings.
In the eyes of the Yellow Springs Dragon Robe, that aura was extremely obvious.
Presumably, this aura and Yellow Springs Qi came from the same source.
It seemed he really had not come to the wrong place this time. He had not entered some western region and ended up bringing back a Netherworld from the west to serve as an Underworld Battlefield.
As Gu Xi thought this, his hands did not stop for even a moment.
Here in Yaqiu, Gu Xi did not intend to take it intact. His goal was to kill thirty thousand enemies.
Ordinary people counted as enemies, and these Heroic Spirits also counted as enemies. Since they had rushed out, they had placed themselves opposite Gu Xi, and that meant they had chosen the path to death.
Gu Xi did not care whether they had originally been Heroes of the Shang Ya Clan.
In Gu Xi's eyes, they were all the same.