Upon the battle array.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Su Mo and the Snow Clan youth were about to clash.
Whoosh!
Su Mo raised both hands. In an instant, surging soul power spewed from his palms like silk from a spider.
Great amounts of soul power streamed from his palms in dense, countless threads.
These innumerable threads of soul power rapidly condensed, transforming into one phantom figure after another.
Each of these figures held a longsword, looking imposing and majestic, their auras powerful.
The aura emanating from every phantom figure was no weaker than that of a Soul Clan member at minor accomplishment of Fortune Realm, and was even somewhat stronger.
Most importantly, there were an enormous number of these sword-wielding phantom figures. In almost the blink of an eye, more than seven hundred had condensed.
"It is Thousand Souls Ten Thousand Soldiers!"
"When did Bai Yan master Thousand Souls Ten Thousand Soldiers?"
"His mastery of Thousand Souls Ten Thousand Soldiers has not reached perfection, and he has not truly achieved an army of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, but it seems to have reached great accomplishment. Those hundreds of soul soldiers all possess strength close to great accomplishment of Fortune Realm."
"No, no, no. Those hundreds of soul soldiers are so strong because his soul power is special and contains the Lightning Fire Attribute."
The spectators throughout the venue erupted into an uproar at Su Mo's move, discussing it one after another.
Thousand Souls Ten Thousand Soldiers was simply too difficult to cultivate. Quite a few people in the Eighth Soul Pavilion had attempted it, yet not a single one had reached great accomplishment.
It was not that great accomplishment was truly impossible, but achieving it might require more than ten times the time needed