"Whoosh!"
Li Yi and Liu Fei plunged down from the sky like two giant birds, landing near a solitary, desolate mountain. It wasn't a mountain of bones, but a real mountain of rock.
The mottled mountain looked bleak and desolate. Set in such a sinister battlefield, it seemed all the more shrouded in gloom.
Li Yi and Liu Fei crouched behind a boulder several yards tall. Afraid that releasing their spiritual senses might alert some unknown presence on the battlefield, they cautiously peered out and gazed into the distance.
"Hiss!"
One glance was enough to make them draw in a sharp breath.
The scene before them was truly astonishing. Amid countless mountains of bones lay a vast plain. Two enormous armies stood arrayed across its dark-red expanse.
Gloomy energy filled the air, ghostly flames flickered, and countless figures crowded the field. There was no way to estimate their numbers.
The two armies were locked in battle. Eerie shrieks thundered across the plain, making their hair stand on end. From a distance, they looked like two torrents crashing violently into each other.
With every collision, countless figures formed from obsessions scattered apart. Specks of white light danced above the battlefield like fireflies, beautiful and terrifying all at once.
What shocked Li Yi and Liu Fei most was that many of the obsessions fighting in the two armies were at the Saint Venerable level. They had just seen similar auras when Elder Qingmu collected a Saint Venerable's bones, so they recognized them immediately.
These Saint Venerable-level obsessions wore imposing armor and had transformed into invincible generals. They surveyed the battlefield, coordinated the troops from the center, and seemed unstoppable.
The Divine Lord-level obsessions served as captains. They rode with spears held high, sweeping across the field with imposing might and displaying terrifying