“It’s true that I alone am not enough to defeat you all. But what about them?”0

The woman drained her cup of wine, and the mournful blare of a war horn abruptly pierced through the air. A cold wind blew, and countless yin soldiers slowly floated out of the river.0

Compared to the mindless ghosts and ghouls from before, these ones were wearing armor and wielding various weapons such as sabers and spears. Keeping to a tight formation, each battalion was led by a tall and powerful ghost god.0

There were ten ghost gods in total, and all of them were carrying a banner that was fluttering soundlessly behind their backs. It was an intimidating look to say the least.0

The army of yin soldiers seemed endless at first glance. They were anywhere and everywhere. It was as if the Fengdu had resurrected in this corner of the world.0

“Is this enough?” The woman asked while reaching...0