Most people thought Yang Chen was courting death.
Before such absolute numbers, any form of resistance, any powerful method, had already lost all meaning!
If Yang Chen was not courting death by doing this, then what was he doing?
Yet before long, many people changed their minds.
Before this spear strike had even fully erupted, its heart-palpitating, soul-shaking power seemed to have already overflowed completely.
Then, a wave of divine power surged forth.
Facing this vast army, the strike born from this spear came in wave after wave, without pause!
The God-Slaying Spear, having evolved into a King Divine Artifact, was already utterly different from before.
Its temperament, however, remained unchanged.
"Hahahaha, all of you, die!"
The God-Slaying Spear burst into wild laughter. The tides of divine power stretched on for thousands of miles, striking out in an instant. In the blink of an eye, an area that had originally been pitch-black with countless figures—
In just that single blink.
Had been completely wiped out!
The scene remained silent for a long while!
Yet those ghostly creatures that had originally been surging and roaring had completely stopped. Staring at the enormous gap before them, where hundreds of thousands of ghostly creatures had vanished in an instant, many ghost beasts and ghostly creatures still could not react to the fact that this was real.
Once they recovered, their gazes toward Yang Chen were already filled with terror.
One had to know that when humans died, they could still become souls. These ghostly creatures were souls to begin with; if they died again, they would not enter reincarnation and would completely lose any possibility of rebirth.
"Too strong."
Many people were astonished and shaken by this.
What kind of spear strike had Yang Chen unleashed? So many ghostly creatures had actually been