The sharp beak pierced straight through the ghost's back and extracted his Soul Fire before swallowing it whole.
Behind him, more demons surged forward, charging towards the merchant group.
The undead's Soul Fire there was tempting them.
But standing before them was Fang Zhou's Undead Army.
These cemetery undead arranged in orderly lines had long been ready for battle.
The demons unleashed their innate skills, clouding the cemetery line with smog.
Various low-tier skills landed on the undead, but most proved ineffective.
Within the formation, the Blood Spirit Commander raised his two-handed sword, his Soul Fire resonating with all the Spiritual Remains Warriors under his command.
"Fire the arrows!"
The frontline Spiritual Remains Warriors held shields and spears, steadfastly defending the line.
Meanwhile, more Spiritual Remains Archers at the back drew their bone bows.
