A blazing inferno spread outward from one corner of the Star Dou Great Forest. Faint yellow outlines edged the red flames, forming beautiful colors that even an artist could not have mixed. Pointed tongues of fire leaped upward, rising and falling.
With several sharp cracks and pops, sparks burst from the tips of the flames and drifted high on the wind. Their red light flickered in the midday sky like stars on a midsummer night.
The vast Star Dou Great Forest, a deathly silent tide of flame. Majestic and still, wearing a stern face, it always presented a monotonous color, as though nature had frozen its surging waves and sky-high breakers in an instant, leaving them forever motionless.
The searing heat of the flames could not halt the undead army's advance. Skeleton soldiers, zombies, and ghouls constantly fell beneath the claws of savage-looking soul beasts, but great numbers of them soon came up from behind to fill the gaps. Killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of their own, they steadily wore down the groups of soul beasts coming from every direction to extinguish the tide of flame.
A unit of Undead Cavalry stood solemnly upon the burning earth. They wore short black armor on their upper bodies, black segmented armor below, and long boots on their feet. Their right hands held the reins, while their left held either bows or spears. A chilling presence far beyond that of ordinary undead spread from them, forming a semi-elliptical Fear Aura like an unfinished domain. Any soul beast with less than ten thousand years of cultivation that entered this hundred-meter area would involuntarily feel an instinctive terror, as though a predator at the top of the food chain had fixed its gaze upon it. Its courage would then desert