Newborn Skeleton Mage

The small plane born from the Dead World Tree had been named the Skeleton Plane by Huo Ling.

The Skeleton Plane had now taken initial shape. Although its skeletons still needed Huo Ling to supply corpses from the outside world,

overall, the strength of the skeletons throughout the entire small plane was steadily increasing.

When skeletons slaughtered and absorbed one another, the victors gained soul power and strengthened themselves.

The losers gained nothing, but under the effects of the legendary spell Undead Cataclysm, they would revive once more, accumulate soul power, and slowly grow stronger.

The legendary spell Undead Cataclysm was supplied with energy by the mana pool, while the plane's crystal wall absorbed energy from the void.

The mana density of the entire plane was rising, which also benefited the skeletons' growth in strength.

Although no skeleton had successfully broken through to a new rank in the past few months, they were clearly much stronger than they had been at the beginning.

Huo Ling expected these skeletons to produce Gold-rank skeleton generals and perhaps even cultivate Saint Domain-rank skeleton warlords.

Within the Skeleton Plane,

skeletons carpeted the ground. Upon a small hill piled high with ghastly white bones,

such hills were not uncommon in the Skeleton Plane. They were generally formed by wars between skeletons.

Thousands, even tens of thousands, of skeletons would erupt into battle. In the end, only a small number of powerful, fortunate survivors could carry away the fruits of victory. The rest became their nourishment, leaving behind nothing but these bone fragments.

On the small hill, within a skull riddled with holes, a flicker of soul fire quietly reignited under the effects of the plane's mana and Undead Cataclysm.

Like a faint candle flame in the darkness, the soul fire marked the revival of a