"March with me! Let me once again set out under the name of the Scourge of the Undead! Heh heh heh!"
Chen Ming'er stood atop the thousand-meter-tall Dark Nether Bone Dragon King. He was clad in a purple-black robe, which billowed in the wind with a sharp crackle, yet could not conceal his magnificent presence.
"Is that Ming'er?!"
Lie Yan also noticed the figure standing atop the terrifying Bone Dragon's head and cried out in surprise. Clearly, she hadn't expected all these undead to be under his control.
"What's going on? What are these undead?"
Ji Dong stared at the undead, still shaken. The deathly aura surging into the sky made him tremble uncontrollably.
What terrified him even more was that the Sword Saint Necromancer God had come back to life. Ji Dong was reminded once more of the fear he'd felt that day, when Greatsword Little White had held him in its thrall.
He'd shattered the combined attack of two God Kings with three swings of his sword, and seemed even stronger now.
Meanwhile, Chen Ming'er commanded the undead army. Like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, they swept across the land, turning every zombie in their path into a speed bump.
"Life, can't you spare me just this once?!"
He stood atop the fearsome Bone Dragon, bearing down with an overwhelming presence. Now that was how you properly unleashed the Holy Necromancer Martial Soul.
Just look at how Dai Yuhao used it. He didn't seem to bring out the full might of this Martial Soul at all. People only knew that he had a Three-Life Martial Soul, but knew nothing about his third one.
But in Chen Ming's hands, this Martial Soul was a weapon of mass destruction. He'd practically conjured an entire undead empire in an instant.