Like the Giant Ape and the Three-Headed Dog, the chicken had undergone a change of its own.
The chicken had grown more than three times larger, standing about as tall as a person. The biggest change was naturally in its wings. They were now large enough to let it fly through the sky.
At the same time, Liu Zhi noticed a faint radiance of sunlight emanating from its wings.
It was clear that this was the chicken's greatest advantage.
Sunlight was deadly to most of the undead in the Yellow Springs.
But to Liu Zhi, this little bit of sunlight was nothing.
His divine nature had contained an element of sunlight from the very beginning. Even though he had since abandoned it, his plane still had Amanet, an undead Sun God.
As a result, most of Liu Zhi's undead had mastered the ability to resist sunlight.
This little bit of sunlight was completely useless against Liu Zhi's undead.
The chicken flew around in the sky for a long while without harming a single undead. Instead, the undead archers spent the whole time using it for target practice.
Now that the Three-Headed Dog was in trouble, the chicken immediately swooped down to help it.
But as soon as it did, the situation changed. Liu Zhi's undead surged toward the three creatures like a tide, and though the Three-Headed Dog and the chicken tried to fight back, Liu Zhi's undead forced them to the ground.
By this point, the Ghost King had also realized that something was wrong.
But Liu Zhi's main forces had him surrounded.
Unlike scattered troops, Liu Zhi's main forces each had their own strengths. You could say he had carved those strengths into the very makeup of his legions.
Take the Light of the Arena Legion, for example.