Reclaiming Undead Magic

As the exploration area expanded, Huo Yuhao's perception revealed more than just a desolate wasteland; different terrains began to appear, and various remains and skeletons gradually increased.

There were scattered skeletons similar to those of the giant beasts from before, as well as some relatively small bone fragments left by various different creatures, and even occasionally some metal fragments that were so rusted that they were almost unrecognizable.

Huo Yuhao accepted all of these without hesitation. His mental energy, like a highly efficient factory assembly line, collected, refined, and transformed these "materials" one by one. New skeleton soldiers of various shapes were summoned and merged into the ever-growing gray torrent.

Because there are no materials related to souls, all the undead creatures are merely tools driven by Huo Yuhao's spiritual seed.

However, the mental strain required to maintain this large army was negligible for Huo Yuhao, who had improved his cultivation level and was constantly recovering through the Spirit Condensation Formula; in fact, it was even slower than his own recovery speed.

Because this plane has no Sun Moon, or stars, and no day or night cycle, the flow of time becomes extremely blurred. After an unknown amount of time, a region different from the deathly silence suddenly appeared in Huo Yuhao's perception.

Huo Yuhao keenly sensed the anomaly in this area. The malice and bloodlust permeating it were like a lighthouse in the night, several times stronger than in other places, carrying a chilling vitality.

"Found it—" Huo Yuhao's spirits lifted. "Mirror, sense it, does the aura here originate from the Extraterritorial Evil Clan?"

Upon hearing this, the Guardian Mirror connected with Huo Yuhao's soul, sensing the aura of that area through his Spiritual Clone within the army of the undead.

"Yes and no!" the Guardian Mirror's voice rang out. "It's not a branch of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan, but a puppet behemoth they created. It should be asleep right now."

"So, this plane has completely fallen, and there's no longer any resistance." The Guardian Mirror' voice was somewhat deep. "Otherwise, they wouldn't have put their subordinates into slumber."

"Let's start here!" Huo Yuhao murmured.

He immediately commanded the undead army to surround the area.

Huo Yuhao did not launch an attack immediately. Like the most cautious hunter, after encircling the area, he dispatched his undead army to spread outwards from that area. The gray-white Bone Sea flooded the area, constantly searching for any usable materials to increase the number of undead.

As the number of undead surpassed one million, the split soul responsible for commanding the Undead Legion in this area finally felt a bit of mental pressure, as if an invisible thread had been stretched to its limit.

"A node is needed—" Huo Yuhao's divided soul consciousness flowed, recalling the knowledge that his master, Electrolux, had once told him.

He concentrated his mind, and his immense spiritual power, mixed with the death energy of this world, acted like an invisible giant hand, controlling hundreds of thousands of skeleton soldiers to move.

Countless pale skeletons, like a swarm of ants imbued with intelligence, began to frantically move and pile up. Huge bone blocks were stacked to form a base, while smaller bone fragments were inlaid like bricks.

In a short while, several bizarrely shaped and twisted spires made of countless skeletons rose from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thick, gray-black mist swirled around the tower, emanating intense mental energy, like a giant signal amplifier—this was the necromancer's strategic building used to assist in controlling a massive army: the Spirit Tower!

The moment the Spirit Tower was completed, the pressure on Huo Yuhao's split soul was suddenly relieved. It acted as an efficient central hub, sharing the burden of directly controlling a massive number of undead units.

After building several more Spirit Tower, Huo Yuhao continued to collect materials and summon the undead. Soon, the army reached two million in number.

However, Huo Yuhao was not satisfied. He looked at the Bone Sea composed of low-level skeletons before him, his brows furrowing slightly. The Guardian Mirror's fear of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan was not unfounded. With just these skeleton soldiers at the Dou Master level, they probably couldn't even get close to that malicious core.

"We need stronger soldiers"—Huo Yuhao's gaze fell on the newly built Spirit Tower, and a thought became clear.

He manipulated more undead around the perimeter, and began to build several larger and more complex bone structures— Undead Altar —around the Spirit Tower.

Meanwhile, near the altar, Bone Field paved with skeletons and inscribed with eerie runes were rapidly constructed.

"What's the use of these two types of buildings? And why are you building so many?" The Guardian Mirror was somewhat surprised, and it was particularly curious about Huo Yuhao's methods for fighting against the Extraterritorial Evil Clan.

In the past, it was the Extraterritorial Evil Clan that used the corpses of their enemies to create various cannon fodder, but now Huo Yuhao actually had this ability! It couldn't help but become more interested in the Battle Qi Continent.

"To create more advanced undead creatures," Huo Yuhao explained casually.

He intended to use these skeletal remains and the pervasive aura of death to attempt to create more advanced undead creatures. Although he had learned most of the Necromancy from Electrolux, Huo Yuhao had never tried this method before, so he was somewhat nervous.

Taking a deep breath and preparing himself, Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed, and his mental energy, like an invisible giant net, enveloped the newly built Undead Altar and the Bone Field.

After sending another order to the undead in the Bone Field to kill each other, Huo Yuhao released his control over the hundreds of thousands of ordinary skeletons in the Bone Field with a slight thought.

In an instant, the once silent Bone Field came to life! Countless pale skeletons seemed to be infused with a violent ferocity, and a murderous aura emanated from their empty eye sockets!

At this moment, they were no longer comrades-in-arms, but like trapped beasts thrown into an arena, brandishing bone blades and claws, frantically pouncing on the nearest of their kind!

Click! Click! Click!

The ear-piercing sounds of bones breaking and colliding echoed Bone Field! There were no other sounds, only the most primal and chilling carnage.

Bone fragments flew everywhere as broken arm and leg bones were trampled into the pale, bony ground. With each collision and tear, the faint death energy and power contained within the skeleton soldiers dissipated and merged in the violent conflict.

The energy dissipated from the dead skeletons was absorbed by the eerie runes inscribed beneath the Bone Field. It was then transformed into a purer and more violent death energy, spreading out like a viscous black mist, nourishing the undead still alive within the Bone Field.

Meanwhile, on the Undead Altar, Huo Yuhao's control was precise and ruthless. With a slight thought, five or six relatively intact ordinary skeleton soldiers would walk up to the top of the altar and stand in the complex rune groove in the center of the altar.

Buzz!

The altar suddenly shone with a deep, dark light! Countless black rune chains, condensed from death energy, shot out from the altar base like venomous snakes, instantly Entanglement and piercing into the bones of the skeleton soldiers!

"Uh----click click click!"

The skeletons trembled violently, groaning under the strain. Then, a torrent of death energy, far exceeding their limits, poured into their fragile bones through the runic chains like a burst dam!

Bang bang bang!

A series of crisp cracking sounds followed. Most of the skeleton soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they shattered into pieces under the impact of the dark light, turning into a handful of pale bone dust, which was completely absorbed by the altar and became nourishment for building a stronger undead.

Only a very few skeletons did not immediately disintegrate under the onslaught of death energy; instead, their bone color deepened as they violently twisted and deformed.