When this army appeared, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
They suddenly felt afraid.
Could they really kill this future "Emperor"?
Even though he had yet to fully grow, even though he had not even reached the Divine Moon Realm, even though he was trapped within the killing formation...
They clearly held the advantage, so why did they feel so uncertain?
At this moment,
Fang Yi looked at the summoned phantoms with a faint smile on his face.
Great Hell Blade Art
Great Hell Blade Art: With a single strike, it instantly summons a Tomb Cluster, calling forth the living beings that had once died here to fight for you for three minutes. Their strength depends on the host's own strength.
This was one of the blade arts he had obtained before. Fang Yi had never used it because there had been no Tomb Cluster.
Now, he had finally found a suitable battlefield.
After those phantoms appeared, an endless stream of black-bodied phantoms emerged. Their armor seemed tainted by the aura of hell, making them look even more terrifying than the original ones on the other side.
Now, it was army soul against army soul.
But the army souls Fang Yi had summoned were even stronger!
Because Fang Yi himself was at the ninth rank of the Adamantine Body Realm, the beings he summoned were also at the ninth rank of the Adamantine Body Realm. Using the same abilities, those army souls could utterly crush the powerful army souls on the other side.
Fang Yi pointed his long blade at those army souls and gave the order.
"Crush them. Help me break through."
"At once!"
Countless army souls charged forward, blades and spears dancing as a terrifying clash erupted with earth-shaking force.
The killing formation was torn back and forth by the