Lu Qingshan gazed into the distance.
A sea of black!
A horrifying sight!
Endless hordes of the undead scrambling out from the lake to the surface.
Although most of these undead dissipated due to lack of strength, a small fraction could form ice armor and ice swords, becoming Otherworldly Ghosts.
Yet even such a small fraction of such a vast number is a terrifying figure beyond reckoning.
One by one, Otherworldly Ghosts rose amidst the whirlwind of ice shards.
The undead had awakened.
This is a calamity that would instill fear in anyone's heart.
Beyond the darkness lay an infinite expanse of pallor, death, and terror.
More than seventy Dragon Phoenix Army soldiers, retreating several miles back, also witnessed this scene.
The army of Otherworldly Ghosts had not even begun to move; their mere awakening had already turned the world topsy-turvy.
It seemed as though heaven and earth were filled and overshadowed by these entities.
