Lin Qian's voice had risen, and in mid-air, the black face and rolling clouds seemed to stand still.
"Ha ha ha ha, I hope you can still show such backbone when you face my Dead Spirit Army," boomed the voice of the Black Demon from the high skies, resounding once more over the expanse of the Soul Martial Continent.
Dead Spirit Army!
After the Black Demon's words echoed, the people of the Soul Martial Continent regained their senses and muttered to themselves in dark realization. The grotesquely appearing walking corpses were known as the dead spirits?
"Looks like you're quite proud of your Dead Spirit Army, but since their appearance, it seems my Imperial Army and War Beast Army have always been winning," Lin Qian's voice dripped with sarcasm, slow and deliberate, exploding in the ears of every person on the Soul Martial Continent, "Well, care to admit it?"
