Boom! Boom! Boom...
Wave after wave of formidable auras erupted. Flower trees over a hundred years old radiated silvery-white light, and divine soldiers clad in armor and wielding weapons emerged from the trees, carrying powerful divine might.
"Greetings, my lord!"
Countless divine souls dropped to one knee, their expressions reverent and their gazes burning with worship as they shouted in unison.
These divine souls had all formed under the influence of Hua Ling's power. Hua Ling was their creator, and their strength also originated from her. Countless divine souls instinctively revered and worshipped Hua Ling.
Hua Ling herself could also control these divine souls.
These were all flower trees more than a hundred years old. Since their divine souls were already powerful enough, they could condense into human form. The flower trees only a few decades old still had divine souls that were merely balls of light, unable to leave the trees at all.
Zhao Fu was somewhat surprised. Looking over the vast swathes of divine souls covering the mountains and plains, all kneeling on one knee upon the ground and radiating silvery-white light, he found the sight immensely shocking.
There were roughly several million divine souls.
The strength of these several million divine souls was exceedingly terrifying. If they joined forces, even Zhao Fu would not be able to deal with them easily; he might even be no match for these millions of divine souls.
Hua Ling could clearly sense the emotions of the flower trees, so she showed no surprise as divine souls emerged one after another.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Fu extended one hand, and a wave of black power spread outward.
Four black holes appeared in the ground, and four divine soul generals bound by countless chains slowly rose from within.
The four divine