The Ten Thousand Terracotta Warriors and the Great Qin Crossbowmen Legion had appeared in the world for the first time, utterly shaking the Demon Race. A fierce army—the fiercest of armies!
A volley of ten thousand arrows was not frightening. What was frightening was that every arrow had been fired by a divine marksman, every bow was an Ancestor Immortal Artifact, and, more importantly, the army was governed with rigorously militarized discipline.
They had instantly slain eighty Ancestor Immortals, their vicious might limitless! Countless demons were subdued on the spot!
Di Jun coldly watched the Ten Thousand Terracotta Warriors outside Great Qin City.
A new-type legion?
"Hmph!"
At that cold snort, the demons below immediately understood Di Jun's meaning. With a wave of his hand, another legion flew out once more.
This legion was exceedingly strange, almost completely transparent, with a faint Green Light vaguely shimmering across it.
"The Specter Legion?" Ying revealed a trace of a cold smile.
The million-strong Specter Legion rapidly shot toward Great Qin City.
"Fire!" the central commander shouted.
"Whoosh!" Another rainstorm of bronze arrows shot out.
"Chi, chi, chi...!" The bronze arrows pierced through the bodies of one specter after another, yet failed to injure them.
It was as though the specters had no material bodies. Even when pierced through, as long as that wisp of 'spirit' hidden within remained undying, they could strangely regenerate.
The specters came roaring forward, as though the crossbow bolts had lost their targets.
"Good!" Cheers from the powerful members of the Demon Race rang out from all directions.
"Cease fire!" the Terracotta Army general commanding from the center bellowed.
"Clack!" The Ten Thousand Terracotta Warriors stopped firing their crossbows.
"Souls, return! Devour~~~~~~~~!" the Terracotta Army general roared.
"Yes!" The Ten Thousand Terracotta Warriors shouted in unison.
The million-strong