As the ritual progressed, the atmosphere in the entire plaza became increasingly eerie.
The plaza and the surrounding Nether River were completely connected, and only by using the aura of this Plague River could a true connection be established with the Netherworld. The array lit up, and the corpses within started to dissolve one by one, merging into it.
Because this was the aura of a demigod, the resulting power was immensely strong.
The undead patrolling the perimeter could no longer hold on, one by one.
Before long, the undead all knelt down, not daring to move. No one expected that so many patrols would become useless so instantly, as this was their first time using the Divine Descent Ceremony.
Previously, when dealing with those planes, such means were unnecessary.
Either they hadn't established a foothold and were quickly driven out, or they had established one and crushed it in one sweep.
This stalemated situation was simply a disgrace.
