The Divine Soldiers descending from the sky were all wrong, whether in form or in their eyes. Every one of them exuded a spine-chilling eeriness.
Their bloodthirsty gazes, wide-open attack patterns, and disgusting, festering flesh made anyone instinctively use their strongest methods to stop them, terrified that a single careless moment would let these things touch them and tear them to pieces.
Unfortunately, the Gods' resistance did not achieve much.
The little Divine Power they had painstakingly gathered was completely exhausted after a heavy blow, while their attacks had barely any effect.
After becoming Undead Creatures, the Divine Soldiers possessed extraordinarily powerful life force. Even after taking the Gods' attacks head-on and being sent flying, they could quickly prop themselves back up and attack the Gods again, even with an arm or leg broken.
Compared to those coerced wraiths, they were the true fearless warriors. No matter what order Lin Yi gave, they would only carry it out with everything they had.
The Gods' screams rose at first, then faded. Before long, the battlefield had largely fallen silent.
Without even looking, the Soul Gathering God could imagine the state of the battlefield.
What was most fatal was his own terrible situation.
The wraiths that had been disrupted by Lin Yi's Divine Power began using their connected tentacles to seize his Divine Power and Primordial Beginning.
At first, only a few wraiths had betrayed him and the Soul Banner, and the rate at which his Divine Power recharged was much faster than the rate at which it was being absorbed. However, under the influence of Lin Yi's Divine Power, the wraiths he had refined began betraying him one after another. Once the recharge rate could no longer keep up with the draining rate, Juhun had no choice but to stop maintaining