Yang Fan was no stranger to Yin Soldiers.
Last night, he had read about Yin Soldiers in the Record of the Alien Races at the Primordial City Library.
They were different from the alien corpses the Wraith Race had temporarily controlled earlier.
Yin Soldiers were not ordinary corpses.
Instead, they were special incarnations formed when Wraith Race followers used their cultivation techniques to continually condense vast quantities of resentment during cultivation.
The more abundant the resentment and the longer the condensation process, the stronger a Yin Soldier's body became.
Moreover, differences in techniques, cultivation methods, and Divine Kingdom environments meant that Yin Soldiers took different forms.
Their strength was likewise difficult to judge accurately.
But one thing was certain.
At the same cultivation level, if Human Race followers fought these Yin Soldiers one on one...
They would stand no chance!
Just as Yang Fan was about to order the army at the front to send out a unit to test these Yin Soldiers' combat strength...
Something unexpected happened!
Boom!
Above the Yin Soldier army, the already gloomy world suddenly lost all color.
The surrounding black mist seemed to freeze in that instant.
Immediately afterward, an enormous white apparition slowly coalesced in the sky.
The apparition towered high above them. Though its features were indistinct, it radiated the terrifying pressure of a god.
And after the white apparition appeared, the space around him trembled again.
One, two, three...
A full five apparitions appeared in succession.
The Wraith Race's six Third-Order Gods had descended together!
Their overwhelming divine might instantly swept across the entire outer region of the Divine Kingdom.
"I am Lingyuan, a Third-Order God of the Wraith Race."
The white apparition in the center spoke first.
He made no attempt to conceal his voice, letting it carry throughout the entire