"This commander has already forged a fleshly body. Serve me well, and when the time comes, this commander will forge fleshly bodies anew for all of you!"
"We are willing to die for the Commander!"
"Die for you!"
"Die for you!"
"Die for you!"
As Ye Zhen's Mystic Gate Clone, refined from the corpse of Ji Yan of the Three-Eyed Demon Race, appeared before Hei Er, Hei Qi, Hei Jiu, and the others and raised an arm in a shout, the tens of thousands of Demon Soul Army gathered here all dropped to their knees, roaring wildly.
Especially those Demon Souls with powerful cultivation—their eyes were filled with fervor.
The higher the cultivation of these Demon Souls, the stronger their intelligence.
Hei Er, Hei Qi, Hei Jiu, and the Demon Souls at the World King Realm had even revealed fanatical expressions on their faces.
Clearly, they yearned deeply for fleshly bodies.
Ye Zhen had no idea where this pursuit came from. Perhaps it was the instinct buried in their bones, the desire to become stronger.
Pure energy bodies like Demon Souls were at a tremendous disadvantage in actual combat.
Lightning Power, which embodied the utmost hardness and yang of heaven and earth, already inflicted enormous damage upon the Devil Race. Against spiritual bodies like Demon Souls, its damage was even greater.
If Lightning Power dealt one and a half points of damage to the Devil Race, then against energy bodies like Demon Souls, it might deal three points—or even more.
To say nothing else, after Ye Zhen's Demon Commander Avatar fused with the fleshly body of Ji Yan of the Three-Eyed Demon Race, Ye Zhen felt that the combat strength of his Demon Commander Avatar—that is, his Mystic Gate Clone—had increased by at least double.
Originally, with a World King