Moreover, their strength remained exactly as it had been in life. They had been resurrected in an eerie manner, and just as eerily, had never truly died.
"What the hell is going on?"
Ye Lin's scalp went numb. After cultivating for so long, he had never encountered anything this bizarre, and the culprit behind it all was that strange black mist.
"Slash."
After pondering for a moment, Ye Lin looked down at the hole beneath his feet. Figures were continuously pouring out from within it, each one having lost everything they possessed in life.
Even if they had been heaven-reaching mighty experts while alive, they could now only crawl. They did not possess the slightest ability to fly.
Ye Lin slowly raised a finger, and a thousand-meter-long long sword gradually condensed into existence, hovering above the hole.
As Ye Lin lowered his finger, the long sword smashed down toward the hole like a falling meteor, crashing into it with an unstoppable force that seemed capable of destroying everything.
A terrifying explosion rang out. Ye Lin directly expanded the hole by several levels, leaving its interior a bloody blur littered with severed limbs and broken arms.
Yet before Ye Lin could rejoice, those severed limbs and broken arms were wrapped in the strange black mist. In the end, they began to mend themselves, assembling into one human figure after another.
Finally, they returned to being figures brimming with life, lively as dragons and tigers.
At the sight, Ye Lin could only call it absurd. This was simply too absurd—unkillable? Bodies that could not die?
"Damn it, what exactly are these things?"
"I don't know. They're far too bizarre. And the source of it all is this strange black mist. This black mist can actually devour spiritual energy? The Heavenly Demon Great