Silently, shadowy figures emerged from the thick, oppressive mist over the sea. 0

Shrouded in black qi, clad in tattered armor and wielding rusty weapons, they looked like an army marching out of the netherworld!0

Their forms were grotesque and incomplete—some missing limbs, others with gaping holes in their rotting chests, some reduced to skeletons, and even a few were headless!0

Despite their varying appearances, they all exuded the same bone-chilling murderous aura. 0

Their numbers were staggering!0

Densely packed, they covered the sky and sea, surging with terrifying killing intent. The waters ahead were entirely blocked off, as if an army of the dead had risen to turn this world into a battlefield.0

Lin Xun remained unfazed. This was not his first encounter with the malevolent spirits of the Dao Burial Sea Mound. There were countless similar wraith armies here and he had faced them before long ago when he was still young. 0

Lin Xun did not make a move, but said with a smile, “Come on, let me see how much progress you all have made on the cultivation path over the years.”0

“Haha, I’ll go first!”0

Toady shot into the air, his golden robe billowing, his handsome face brimming...0