Not only that.
The Fierce Ghost Army wasn't a force Lei Dong had simply cobbled together behind closed doors in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. It had truly been tempered in battle. They had never been absent from the Great Desert, repeatedly carving a path of blood through territories occupied by Monster Beasts.
The ghost soldiers in the army couldn't exactly be called veterans of a hundred battles, but they were no paper tigers, either. Every one of them had undergone extremely rigorous training and seen their share of combat.
This was the moment Lei Dong would truly put them to the test. The enemy was no pushover. The Iron Blood Knights even had a towering, powerfully built iron-clad brute who looked like a Dou Saint. In all, the enemy army had five Nascent Soul-level winged men, one of them a Nascent Soul Mid-tier expert, Merk—no weaker than Yi Kong.
The Fierce Ghost Army, on the other hand, had only three Ghost King-level warriors, including its commander, Red Ghost. In terms of top-tier fighters, the army was at a disadvantage. But one thing couldn't be forgotten: the Fierce Ghost Army was a pure, elite force of the ghost race, and even its weakest soldiers were early-stage Ghost Generals. Though the enemy had plenty of troops, their overall quality was far inferior. Most were only at Foundation Establishment level.
It was clear, then, that the Fierce Ghost Army's overall combat strength far surpassed the enemy's. How would this battle be fought? How many would be lost? That depended on the leadership of Red Ghost, whose ability Lei Dong had always held in high regard.
The enormous army poured out of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land's teleportation array in perfect order. The Fierce Ghost Army had long been ready, hungry for battle