The Daoist vanished. From within the darkness, a mysterious voice spoke. "Dijun... Is this the one you're using to train Jiang Chen?"
"That's right... Isn't he enough on his own? From what I've seen before and now, Jiang Chen isn't much! He alone should be enough to train Jiang Chen and repay the favor I owe you!" Dijun sounded confident.
The mysterious figure gave a cold laugh at his confidence. "Let's hope that confidence gets you the result you want."
As their conversation in the palace faded, both turned their attention back to the battlefield.
There, Jiang Chen poured out Death Qi. As it surged from his body, his aura rose and fell, as though condensing a Dao Rhyme formed from death itself.
As that Dao Rhyme of death took shape, Jiang Chen's aura swelled. He threw back his head and roared, "Roar! In my name, let the Undead Tide arise and unleash death without end! Hahaha..."
At Jiang Chen's roar, the Death Qi pouring from the Death Palace seemed to connect with all of Northern Jambudvipa, spreading in a vast tide.
As the Death Qi spread, more and more Undead emerged from it.
Human skeletons, dragon skeletons, beast skeletons, countless ghosts and monsters... Every kind of Undead came forth from death!
As they spread, the Undead races erupted into action!
Powerful members of the Skeleton Race shouted, "Warriors of the Skeleton Race, unleash the Skeleton Tide! Charge!"
Countless skeletons broke apart and interlocked, forming a rolling tsunami of bones! Others joined together into a towering skeleton giant! Still more condensed into weapons that struck at the Demon Race!
As the Skeleton Race surged forward, the Ghost Race refused to be outdone. Countless souls supplied by the Underworld, together with Death Qi and Yin Qi, transformed into new members