As the distance closed, Ye Lin saw clearly.
Within the billowing demonic qi stood several hundred figures.
They were all cultivators wearing identical masks and armor, with twin blades in their hands.
At the very front stood a stern-faced young man in a black, gold-trimmed robe and a cloak.
Standing before them all, he appeared to be their leader.
The instant Ye Lin saw the young man, his expression turned grave.
This man was powerful—a truly powerful expert.
The feeling he gave Ye Lin was far stronger than Baili Tusu.
"Hiss, isn't this Shadow Ghost Sage's Ghost King Army?"
A disciple beside Ye Lin seemed to recognize their origins, shock appearing on his face.
"You know them?"
Ye Lin turned and raised an eyebrow at him.
"I do. The Ghost King Army was personally established by Shadow Ghost Sage. It contains a full five hundred peak Daluo Golden Immortal cultivators, every one of them personally trained by Shadow Ghost Sage."
"Pick out any one of them, and they would be an absolute powerhouse within the Daluo Golden Immortal realm."
"But wasn't the Ghost King Army in the Central Region? Why have they come here?"
After explaining, the disciple scratched his head in confusion.
"The Central Region, the Eastern Region..."
Ye Lin muttered to himself.
So these people had specifically rushed over from the Central Region?
Was Shadow Ghost Sage truly making a mountain out of a molehill?
"Does our Great Blade Association have an organization like this?"
Ye Lin turned to the disciple beside him and asked.
Every one of these cultivators was anything but ordinary.
At any rate, the disciples behind him still fell somewhat short compared to them.
"We do. Ours is called the Great Blade Army."
The disciple answered eagerly.
Ye Lin, however, was rendered speechless.
Great