The Killing God Bai Qi, the Soul Banner Handed Over! As Ye Fan issued an imperial command—
Boom, boom, boom.
Within the enormous vortex forming in the void, it was as if armored horses and soldiers were gathering.
"Could it be that this boy just entered the legendary state of 'sudden enlightenment'?"
After a moment of stunned silence, the Gatekeeper of the eleventh floor slowly recovered from his shock.
Rumble—
Soon, from within the summoning passage that led straight to the Underworld, there came the trampling thunder of iron cavalry.
"Neigh—"
The first to pass through that massive summoning passage was a skeletal horse.
Seated atop it was a general whose armor had already grown somewhat rusted and decayed.
Only a small remnant of his cloak remained.
Yet from his body came a chilling, sinister aura that made one's scalp go numb.
At first sight of him, Ye Fan thought of an ancient poem from his homeland, Huaxia Nation: In life, one should be a hero among men; in death, a champion among ghosts!
That was right.
Those lines could not have been more fitting to describe this General of Ten Thousand Spirits.
There he was, riding atop the skeletal horse, the Array Flag in his hand seeming to command the three armies.
Crash.
Within the opening that led directly to the Underworld, the ones charging at the front were a cavalry corps.
A formation of tens of millions of spirits had actually taken shape.
Although the aura of each Ten Thousand Spirits Soldier was far weaker than that of the leading General of Ten Thousand Spirits, even so, the baleful yin energy of a formation of several thousand Ten Thousand Spirits cavalry
gathered above their heads, as if forming a ferocious tiger that could devour the eight wildernesses and