Muddy Man Talisman Soldiers!
Seeing Gu Hongliang of the Dao Gu Tribe press his bloodstained palm against the stone stele, everyone was deeply puzzled.
But just then, after the stone stele absorbed Gu Hongliang's blood, it transformed into countless threads of blood. The enormous stele seemed to come alive, radiating blinding red light.
Immediately afterward, the entire enormous square began to shake with a thunderous rumble.
Under that violent tremor, Lin Bai and the others nearly lost their footing.
"What is this..." Lin Bai lowered his head and looked at the square flagstones. One after another, the square slabs sank downward, and as they rose again, muddy soldiers emerged, gripping long spears with savage expressions.
At a glance, it seemed that more than a hundred thousand muddy soldiers had risen from beneath the enormous square.
Threads of red light flickered across the bodies of those muddy soldiers, as if they had been granted life!
"Talisman Soldiers!" Yan Ji's eyes flashed, his expression turning somewhat horrified.
"Talisman Soldiers!" Bai Qing's expression also shifted.
Lin Bai shielded Ye Suxin behind him and slowly retreated, gradually reaching the edge of the square. He watched the muddy soldiers rising from the ground before him, his eyes flickering with a dark gleam.
Ye Suxin said in a low voice, "They are Talisman Soldiers!"
Lin Bai asked curiously, "What are Talisman Soldiers?"
Ye Suxin said, "They are a type of ancient Puppet Art. In the past, powerful experts could mold mud into human figures, then inscribe Talisman Seals upon them, granting those mud figures heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power! They could move mountains, overturn seas, pluck stars, and snatch the moon. They could even be assembled into an army to besiege cities and shatter armor!"
"Lin Bai, look at the red threads flowing across the bodies of these