Boom...
With a roar, the interwoven darkness exploded. Countless undead near the blast were instantly engulfed in flames!
Countless undead caught fire before everyone's eyes!
The golden flames reduced them to ash in an instant!
As ash drifted through the air, a Daoist carrying a horsetail whisk slowly emerged from the spreading flames!
He wore golden robes and held a red horsetail whisk. A jade crown bound his golden hair, and beneath his calm, weathered expression lay a trace of fierce pride!
He strode through the flames and flicked his whisk. Endless fire swept toward the undead as though answering his command!
With that one flick, countless skeletons and undead massed like mountains vanished into nothingness!
Yet even after seeing their kind wiped out, the undead, unafraid of death, still tried to charge him!
Seated on his throne, Jiang Chen sent Death Qi into the ashes of the burned skeletons. The energy intertwined and raised a powerful skeleton from the remains!
As the skeleton revived, Jiang Chen stepped through the swirling Death Qi and stared at the approaching Daoist!
The Daoist flicked his whisk, a hint of fierce pride in his eyes. "What a Death Dao. What formidable Death Qi! Even skeletons my flames burned to ash can be brought back! And the tempering of my fire has made this one remarkably strong! Jiang Chen... of all the Great Powers who have cultivated the Death Dao throughout the Primordial World's history, you would rank among the top ten!"
"Oh... only the top ten? What a puzzling answer." Jiang Chen murmured. His eyes flashed as he studied the Daoist. "That ranking puzzles me, but something else puzzles me more. Dijun sent only you. Where is he?"
The Daoist shook his head faintly, a slight smile crossing his placid face. "Jiang Chen...