The full moon hung high in the sky, its silvery moonlight cascading down like a waterfall, shrouding the entire plain where the undead horde was gathering.
Nearly twenty million disaster corpses gathered on this plain, and the Taiyin Spiritual Qi emitted by the full moon almost solidified, illuminating the whole land in a silver-white glow.
At this moment, the Moonlight Spiritual Qi seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, transforming into countless silver threads that penetrated into the undulating sea of death.
Under the moonlight, twenty million corpses writhed as eerie lights suddenly burst from their decaying flesh. A tide of Spiritual Qi surged above the sea of corpses, forming a vast energy web. Inside each zombie, a ghostly light flickered, like countless tiny stars awakening in the darkness.
