He had thought this was a land of utter silence and death. He had never expected to see so many people.
Lu Feng was astonished, but he dared not venture any closer.
Every one of these people stood over five meters tall, clad in iron armor that covered almost their entire bodies. Only at a few joints were parts of their bodies exposed.
Judging by the distribution of energy revealed by the Mystic Origin Bright Dao Eye, there were probably a hundred thousand of them-a considerable number.
Even more inconceivably, every one of them radiated the aura of the primordial unity golden immortal realm, and each aura carried a terrifying, blood-soaked killing force.
Clearly, these were no ordinary cultivators, but an iron-blooded army of cultivators. In life, they must have waged war across the world and slaughtered countless foes.
He thought of them as having been alive only because Lu Feng sensed, eerily, that none of them seemed to possess any vitality. They were merely empty shells.
An iron-blooded Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Army like this;
It could probably sweep through the entire world. He had no idea whose subordinates they were, or what they had done in life before becoming trapped here, their bodies remaining undying after death.
Lu Feng approached cautiously, hoping to examine them more clearly.
Through the tiny gaps in their armor, he could see scales, skin, feathers... all sorts of things. Since they all wore helmets, he could not make out their faces. He could only deduce that these cultivators did not belong to a single race, but were elites selected from various races and forged into an army.
*Who could possibly have accomplished this? Selecting elites from every race-only the ruler of the world could do that. Could it have been the Nine-Headed Heavenly