The moment Yang Fan arrived at the Divine Kingdom's main hall, he turned his gaze to the live footage transmitted from the front line.
In the images, the ground was shaking violently.
The next moment, countless cracks spread rapidly in every direction like a spiderweb.
Boom!
With a deafening crash, masses of exotic beasts burst out of the ground.
Giant Dragons, demon tigers, giant apes, undead...
All manner of figures mingled together, surging out like a raging tide and instantly blanketing a vast swath of the battlefield.
Quite a few of them even wore standard-issue armaments clearly belonging to the human race.
With a single glance, Yang Fan recognized what these things truly were-corpses.
And every one of them was a corpse controlled by the Wraith Race.
"Interesting."
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
These alien corpses looked like a disorderly rabble, without even a semblance of coordination between them.
But the problem was... there were simply too many!
In mere moments, the number of corpses emerging from underground had already exceeded a hundred billion, and more kept pouring out.
Even Yang Fan could not help remarking, "That fellow actually buried this many corpses underground!"
"Master, the bodies controlled by the Wraith Race come in far too many varieties. They keep assaulting our battle formations through sheer numbers. It looks more like they intend to use these corpses to drain vast amounts of our war resources!"
Yang Da cupped his hands and continued.
"The environment in the enemy's Divine Kingdom is extremely unfavorable to human followers. Every large-scale battle consumes enormous quantities of pills."
"Our Divine Kingdom still has ample pill reserves for now, but as we keep deploying troops and the fighting grows more frequent, even with the hundredfold evolution talent, the Pill Spirit Realm's logistical supplies will probably