Skeletons of different colors gathered in twos and threes, wandering aimlessly; abominations resembling stitched-together monsters surveyed their surroundings with bulging eyes; bone dragons held the largest territories, lying down to rest...
These dead creatures looked as though they had come from the equally dead World of Warcraft. Even without having studied Undead Magic, Huo Yuhao could recognize most of them.
Undead creatures behaved much like living beings, but they did not need to eat, nor did they suffer from illness or pain. Their intelligence, however, still left room for improvement.
Huo Yuhao surveyed the various races in the Undead Demiplane. These undead creatures possessed no soul power, but in equivalent terms, most ranged between three-ring and six-ring strength. The bone dragons were the strongest; the one before him surpassed the Soul Douluo level.
Only after being nourished by the aura of death for countless years had these undead creatures formed the vast communities before him.
With Huo Yuhao's current strength, however, he still could not make them obey him completely and summon them into the real world to serve as his fighters.
Electrolux said, "Yuhao, your conjecture is correct. I once did the same myself."
"Hmm?" Huo Yuhao visibly paused at Electrolux's words. It seemed he was not the first person to have this idea.
"While I was still alive, I used a special magical ritual to transform myself into a lich, half human and half undead."
"But no matter how powerful a necromancer is, casting Undead Magic requires their own life force. In the end, even I could not escape growing old."
"Undead creatures indeed no longer die from the aging of their flesh or the torment of illness, but they can still exhaust their life force and their souls."
"This so-called immortality is false, fragile, and temporary. Even