The Undying Plains.
A black hurricane swept in all directions.
The Undying Evil Lord stood at its center, as though boundless power were awakening within him. The blue flames burning in his eye sockets seemed to grow ever deeper.
Above, in the sky.
Thunderbolts gathered thickly.
Even heaven and earth seemed to sense an immense threat.
Watching the scene before him, Qin Shujian's expression turned exceedingly grave.
Only now did the Undying Evil Lord seem to reveal the true strength an Evil Fiend should possess.
The black hurricane had formed by drawing upon the power of the demon calamity.
And how vast was that power?
After all.
The power contained within a single skeleton might amount to little.
But when hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands were added together, the accumulated power was enough to trigger a terrifying qualitative transformation.
At that moment.
The entire Undying Plains seemed to revolve around the Undying Evil Lord.
Almost all the Undead Skeletons that had held on until now had their power drained, collapsing back into dry bones scattered across the ground.
Niu Feng and the others from the Liangshan Stronghold stared at the Undying Evil Lord in horror, unsure what to do.
"Fall back first!"
Qin Shujian barked in a low voice.
The Undying Evil Lord's current might posed a powerful threat even to him, someone at the martial entry limit, making even his spirit tremble faintly.
If even someone at the martial entry limit felt this way.
Then if Niu Feng and the others, whose strongest members were only at the martial entry eighth level, stepped forward, fighting the Undying Evil Lord would be the least of their worries. They might become his experience fodder in the very next instant.
When the difference in strength between two sides grew large