"Buzzing——"
The space trembles, the forces twist.
The seven-star pattern on the white flag extinguishes one by one, the light fades, declaring the complete collapse of the Yin-Yang order.
A massive vortex appears in the ink-black clouds, possessing an immensely strong suction that absorbs the lightning and thunder created by the Three Envoys completely.
An azure-green flame explodes in the air, the ground cracks open once more, and something terrifying crawls out from the fissures.
It's tens of thousands of skeletal warhorses!
On the horses' backs are armored cavalry, also holding weapons, their momentum unstoppable.
But unlike the Dead Soul Spirit Army of Envoy Zhuanlun, the spiritual bodies summoned by Ye Wanlan with the Summoning God Banner, though also from the world of the deceased, have no trace of chilling aura.
Everywhere the eye can see is gray and white.
Sounds of clashing metal and galloping horses seem to resound, deafening.
