"Hahaha! If that's the case, then things will be much simpler. With the strength of the six of us, there may be some danger, but it's nothing to fear!" Golden Nether Ghost Lord let out a long laugh and swept his wide sleeve forward. The sound of clashing arms and warhorses rang out in a continuous wave.
Golden Nether Ghost Lord's wide sleeve was like a world of its own. Countless skeleton soldiers marched on foot or rode warhorses, each wielding a weapon as they surged out of his sleeve in a mighty procession.
Now the ghost soldiers marched in ranks, their steps uniform. Bone blades and spears struck out in unison, their streams of ashen blade-light and spear-light converging into enormous gray blades and spears that cleaved apart the surging lightning and icy force before them, revealing a relatively clear space.
It was like a woodcutter hacking through brambles along a mountain path, clearing a road ahead.
"Everyone, please!" Golden Nether Ghost Lord gestured for them to proceed.
The severed arm, Lotus Avatar, and Four-Eyed Golden Hao Bird all wore looks of surprise. Golden Nether Ghost Lord's strength was truly extraordinary, and his display was grand and imposing. Compared with ordinary ghostly powerhouses, he seemed to possess less of their sinister, vicious aura.
"Ghost Lord, what a remarkable ability." The severed arm praised him, then flashed forward into the passage they had cleared. It wasn't mere flattery. They were already very close to the Boundary-Heaven Stone, and clearing such a passage naturally took a great deal of effort. But with six Mahayana cultivators present, they could take turns using their abilities, greatly reducing the strain.
This cooperation, however, was only temporary. Once a dispute over benefits arose, the greater the assistance Golden Nether Ghost Lord and the others provided