C1334 General Yingming

Zhao Yu scrutinized the spectral figures before him.

These ghosts differed from those in Withered Heaven; their ugly and fierce appearances were the same, yet they lacked the typical violence and chill of common ghosts. They stood in orderly ranks, resembling a formidable, disciplined iron legion.

"Xiaowu, are you manipulating them with your divine sense?" Zhao Yu inquired