"They came at just the right time." Gu Xi knew nothing about the situation inside the ghost kingdom.
He looked at the scene before him, estimating the enemy's numbers while weighing whether he should call back the Undead Army he had just deployed and have them join the battle.
Judging by the size of that dark cloud, the enemy's forces were probably in the hundreds of millions.
Looking at the enemy's approach, nine times out of ten, they intended to descend straight from the sky and crash down on the spot, then drop troops from above.
That dark cloud was as large as Heavy Breath Mountain. If they invaded from every direction, Gu Xi really would have to recall all his troops to hold them off.
In truth, Gu Xi had gotten some things wrong.
The Ghost Kingdom Bright Emperor on the Ten Thousand Spirits Race's side was not some self-taught wild card like Gu Xi.
That big shot's style was all about open, upright force. When he launched an attack, the thought of leapfrogging into battle never even crossed his mind.
A frontal assault was their way of thinking.
In the Ghost Kingdom Bright Emperor's mind, since he had arrived here, he should land his troops normally, organize and transport his forces to begin the invasion, and finally devour Gu Xi's territory before him bit by bit.
After all, Gu Xi was only an Underworld King whose strength was not especially high and who had even taken the wrong path.
Once they appeared here, Gu Xi would definitely gather all his troops at this location.
When the time came, they could pit soldiers against soldiers and generals against generals in a proper battle.
After that, the Ghost Kingdom Bright Emperor would wipe out Gu Xi's forces with a flawless