Jiang Wang disregarded everything, directly sweeping with fierce flames, intending to burn both this and that.
As long as all the phantoms were incinerated, any potential follow-up by the enemy would naturally be obliterated as well.
This was a masterful teacher, using righteousness to attack the strange.
Crack, crack, crack!
As if sensing some sort of danger, the skeletons climbing out of the mountain graves quickened their movements; some already had their upper bodies exposed, some were raising their skulls high, and others snatched a skeletal hand from other skeletons to attach to themselves...
And above all those skeletons, a white light spot leaped out from their bodies.
The light spots echoed each other.
Because these ghastly white spots, scattered among the skeletons in various mountain graves, seemed to form some sort of chilling connection.
They were like nodes, like stars in a world of the departed souls.
