Undead blanketed the mountains and plains, surging toward the ten-thousand-meter peak like pilgrims. At that moment, Little Skeleton was the most formidable undead king within a hundred miles.
Death energy surged into the palace, drawn into Little Skeleton's jade-like white bones as he sat upon the bone throne. It rapidly transformed his already incomparably tough and powerful bones, forming an elemental body perfectly attuned to the element of death.
Before the palace, Golden Armored Corpse, Earth Armor Zombie, and Fire Armored Corpse stood in three separate positions. Behind these three equally extraordinary undead stood several Evil Knights, Mummy Lords, and Bone Demons, staunchly guarding the undead king within the palace.
Two Bone Dragons and a Zombie King charged over, roaring furiously all the way. Wherever they passed, their overwhelming power crushed the low-level undead that had betrayed them into scattered remains, while Wraiths were annihilated one after another.
These three immensely powerful beings of the Undead World rapidly approached the summit, carrying towering fury. During this time, Little Skeleton had drained all the death energy gathered from within a hundred miles, forming his elemental body.
"Father." Little Skeleton finally emerged from the palace and stood atop the towering peak, looking down upon the undead surging toward its foot.
As Little Skeleton emerged, Han Shuo could not help examining his current appearance closely. His white skeleton shone with a jade-like luster, and every inch of bone contained immense death energy. A wisp of gray mist constantly swirled within the center of his skull, as inconspicuous as the perpetual gloom of the Undead World. Yet Han Shuo understood that it was the elemental soul Little Skeleton had condensed.
As Han Shuo looked at Little Skeleton, he could sense that the elemental soul within his skull had merged with the death energy omnipresent