Undead Cataclysm

Undead Cataclysm was one of an undead mage's ultimate spells.

It could consume mana to revive an enormous number of undead at once and make them fight for him.

But such revivals were far too extravagant. By brutally reviving corpses from the battlefield like this, the resurrected undead would completely perish once they exhausted the soul power in their bodies, leaving them impossible to reuse.

Thus, Huo Ling would only cast this spell in intense battles when his own side could no longer hold on. Otherwise, even if he won, the spoils of war would shrink considerably.

Huo Ling was not very satisfied with such a legendary spell. It still needed adjustment.

His consciousness quietly arrived outside Nustien's city, on that vast plain.

Huo Ling remembered this place clearly. When he had passed through here before, countless skeletons had been fighting across it.

An entire plain, a skeleton battlefield stretching thousands of miles, with innumerable bones piled up here.

The skeletons here were still fighting one another. Death and rebirth flowed in an endless cycle, giving rise to many stronger skeletons.

Although Huo Ling currently commanded a large number of skeletons, most were only Black Iron rank. Silver rank already counted as elite, and there was not a single Gold rank among them.

That was why Huo Ling had set his sights on this place, eager to learn from Nustien's methods.

He carefully restrained his aura and slipped into these Bone Plains.

His consciousness incarnation continued descending, observing the structure here as well as the death runes around it.

Sure enough, just as he had guessed, this environment was not naturally formed but arranged by Nustien.

He gradually approached the center of the plain, where the aura of death laws was dense.

There, he saw bones piled as high as