He didn't look back.
He only used the Alien Soul to maintain the form of the Ghost Gate and opened a gap in the Jile Sky to send beams of flowing light from outside into the Jile Sky.
Wang Jixuan could imagine the severity of this war.
Even if they were imbued with Demonic Qi, for ordinary human souls to challenge the souls of the Pillar Blade Beasts would be extremely difficult, and it was hard to say how many military souls could survive.
But he felt a certain spirit, a sense of no regrets, a willingness to charge ahead regardless of life and death.
Wang Jixuan found it hard to describe his current mental state.
He hadn't experienced this before, but now he had.
And when the Military Souls passed through the Ghost Gate, Wang Jixuan finally couldn't resist and glanced slightly downward.
The Jile Sky was already covered with silhouettes.
