Far off on the horizon, there lay row after row of ancient Netherworld Soldiers on display, in perfect formation, clad in ancient battle armor, wielding war spears, long halberds, ancient lances, broken swords, and other old Daoist Soldiers. They stretched in a dense array amidst the Yin Evil Qi, exuding a chilling aura, as if ghosts were wailing and gods were howling, daunting in presence.
This was a terrifying scene. Thousands of ancient Netherworld Soldiers had formed a powerful legion that was more fearsome than any legion in the world, enough to obliterate everything.
Not to mention Ye Chen, even the Three Immortals were greatly surprised. How much time had passed, and already these ancient Netherworld Soldiers appeared in droves—how could they be defeated?
The purpose behind these thousands of ancient Netherworld Soldiers must not be simple. They couldn't have formed a Netherworld soldier legion spontaneously; it seemed more like a mysterious force was orchestrating them.
