"Heh, let's hope so. In any case, he can't speak anymore..." As Huo Yuhao spoke, the Undead Gate behind him opened, and countless undead creatures—Bone Dragons, skeletons, liches, Undead knights, and more—charged out from behind him.
"Undead army, charge! Kill!" Huo Yuhao issued his coldest command without emotion.
At Huo Yuhao's command, every undead creature immediately began charging fearlessly, indifferent to life and death.
They became entangled with the Soul Masters who had later arrived on Sea God Island.
"Heh, such petty tricks. It seems you are nothing more than this." Bo Saixi looked at the youth before her, envy and disdain flashing through her eyes.
What she envied was this: why? Her talent was not inferior, nor did she lack perseverance or opportunities. Why had no godhood chosen her? Even that Sea God heir was nothing special in her eyes, yet he had been chosen by the Sea God!
What she disdained was that this youth, said to be the heir of the Emotion God, had clearly exhausted all his tricks. These undead creatures he had released looked powerful, but they were already weaker than the initial Three-Headed Bone Dragon. It was somewhat strange, though. The Emotion God's divine title did not sound like one belonging to the death aspect, so why were all the divine skills this youth used related to death? But what did that matter? His defeat was already certain.
"Heh, everything you do is futile. Today, you are destined to fall!" Bo Saixi sneered and once again invoked Sea God's Light, intending to seal the undead creatures Huo Yuhao had released afterward.
"That depends on what you can do." As Huo Yuhao spoke, he clenched his right hand through the air, and a massive blood-colored sword appeared in his grasp. It was over two meters