Exploring the World with a Skeleton Legion

"Mirror, calm down!" Huo Yuhao's voice was like an icy spring, instantly extinguishing the wildly flashing silver light on the surface of the Guardian Mirror: "With our strength, we are not worth the enemy setting a trap for us."

He calmly analyzed, his fingertips brushing against the Guardian Mirror tied to his hair. "Your spatial perception can penetrate the barrier of this plane, which in itself means that no one is blocking this plane. So the problem may lie on the Battle Qi Continent."

"The most urgent task is to try to sense the coordinates of other dimensions."

"You're right, I lost my composure."

Huo Yuhao's composure calmed the Guardian Mirror, and the fluctuations in its light gradually subsided.

As instructed, it spread its consciousness, conducting a more detailed scan of the void where the Battle Qi Continent was originally located, while extending its spatial perception into the endless void, attempting to capture spatial fluctuations from other planes.

Huo Yuhao couldn't offer much help with the matter of Spatial Coordinates at the moment. Therefore, he decided to delve deeper into this plane to explore more information.

Huo Yuhao didn't linger and gestured for Xue Protector to follow. The two left the city ruins, which were now just the outlines of foundations, and continued their trek across the desolate, gray-black land.

After traveling for an unknown amount of time, the scenery ahead finally changed. It was no longer the same monotonous, cracked plain.

Several enormous, withered bones, resembling toppled mountains, abruptly pierced the monotonous horizon.

They are twisted and obliquely embedded in the earth, their bones a sickly deep red, their surfaces covered with honeycomb-like holes and deep cracks, as if they had been crushed by an invisible force and eroded by the long years.

"These are the remains corrupted by the Extraterritorial Evil Clan." The Guardian Mirror spared a wisp of its consciousness to scan these colossal creatures. The light on the mirror's surface slightly condensed, conveying a hint of disgust. "Some of those disgusting things have rather perverse tastes. They like to transform prisoners or those who surrender into these puppet behemoths, using them as pawns."

"These bones—they might actually be of some use." Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, then silently walked to a relatively intact giant bone.

He extended his finger, a wisp of spiritual energy gathering at the tip, like a sharp carving knife, and gently touched the bone.

Without making a sound, the enormous skeleton, which required several people to encircle, silently shattered and disintegrated under the cutting power of mental energy, eventually turning into a pile of sharply defined bone fragments about the length of a forearm.

"What are you doing? Hungry? Are you planning to make soup with these things?" The Guardian Mirror looked at Huo Yuhao's actions with confusion. "Listen to me, the taste of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan is extremely unpleasant."

Huo Yuhao did not answer immediately, but continued to process the broken bones methodically. He carefully mobilized his mental energy to further divide and refine them.

Eventually, these bone fragments transformed into countless pale bone strips of varying thickness and length. These strips were light and airy, seemingly weightless, and had a brittle texture like biscuits, as if they would crumble into dust with the slightest touch.

"I'll also be a pawn," Huo Yuhao said calmly.

Because of his aversion to the polluted energy of this plane, Huo Yuhao did not attempt to merge with this world, but instead used his immense spiritual power to control the surrounding energy.

Under Huo Yuhao's careful control, this energy transformed into trickles of water, slowly flowing into the bone pile to temper it and make it more solid.

Soon, the deep red on the bone strips faded, gradually revealing the pale white familiar to necromancers.

Not content with this, Huo Yuhao found that the energy of heaven and earth in this world was too thin, and even with his current abilities, he could not temper these bones to a satisfactory strength.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao set his sights on the death energy and baleful energy that were almost omnipresent and mixed in with the energy of heaven and earth.

Under Huo Yuhao's skillful control, these peculiar auras, like invisible flames, Entanglement around those pale bones.

As the bone strips were tempered by deathly and malevolent energy, they emitted a faint hissing sound, their color becoming somewhat crystalline, yet their surface subtly revealed a dark luster.

Huo Yuhao glanced at Xue Protector, who was standing quietly beside him, diligently refining pills to recover his Dou Qi, and said with a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm, "Thanks to the help of those people from the Soul Hall, I've managed to pick up some knowledge of Necromancy during this time."

He closed his eyes, and a syllable-heavy, distorted incantation flowed from his lips, subtly resonating with the atmosphere of this desolate world.

[Mass Skeleton Summoning]!

The moment the incantation was cast, the pale, tempered bone strips seemed to come alive! They trembled violently, as if drawn by invisible threads, rapidly assembling and piecing together! In the blink of an eye, hundreds of skeleton soldiers of various shapes appeared before Huo Yuhao.

Their heads were pieced together from broken bones, and a faint gray-black mist lingered at the empty eye sockets and broken neck bones. The joints of their skeletons rubbed together, making a teeth-grinding "click" sound, and a cold yet eerily vibrant aura spread out.

Huo Yuhao sensed the power fluctuations of these skeleton soldiers and nodded slightly. "They probably have the strength of Dou Master), which is barely enough."

"This, this is----" The Guardian Mirror was stunned. Its surface flickered wildly again, trying to piece together a shocked expression. "You, you wouldn't happen to be a member of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan, would you?"

But soon, the Guardian Mirror overturned his doubts. "No, you are still cultivating the normal energy of heaven and earth. This is not something that evil tribes from outside the territory can do."

Huo Yuhao's hands didn't stop moving as he continued creating skeleton soldiers, and he casually chuckled, "Maybe I really am Extraterritorial Evil Clan?"

"Heh, if you're Extraterritorial Evil Clan, then I'm their evil god!" the mirror scoffed.

Huo Yuhao stopped joking with the Guardian Mirror. After turning the huge skeletons into skeleton soldiers, Huo Yuhao divided them into eight teams and sent them off in different directions.

With a thought, Huo Yuhao split his spiritual power into eight Spiritual Clone, each of which entered the consciousness core of a skeleton soldier, serving as the leader of each undead team.

With Huo Yuhao's current level of cultivation, he is capable of simultaneously controlling dozens of different threads of consciousness.

"Go." The silent command was given. Under the guidance of Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Clone, the Undead Legion composed of skeleton soldiers spread out silently like a gray tide, surging in all directions.

Their mission is singular: to find anything different from this desolate, gray landscape—whether it be wreckage, ruins, or living creatures.

Viewed from above, this torrent of the dead resembles a drop of ink falling into murky, stagnant water, the ink spreading at an alarming rate across this desolate world.