Apart from the sound of horse hooves, there were also shouts, the clash of combat, and even the metallic clang of weapons colliding.
All kinds of sounds combined together, echoing through the clouds, as if an ancient army of thousands of troops were attacking.
Recalling the vanished skeletal mound from earlier, Ning Fan's expression tightened, "Could it be that there's truly an ancient army hidden in this Blood Sea?"
At that moment, the Divine Dragon suddenly let out a resounding dragon roar, its massive tail striking fiercely somewhere, stirring up a monstrous wave in the Blood Sea.
Amidst the surging Blood Sea, countless silhouettes emerged.
These silhouettes seemed composed of blood, their entire bodies sticky and red, yet they possessed clear human forms.
These figures held various cold weapons in their hands, all sorts fitting every need.
Some wielded spears, others held bows and arrows, while some rode warhorses or chariots...
