As the voice of the Black Demon echoed through the air, the crimson formation surrounding the Soul Martial Continent erupted in dazzling light. The thick deathly aura in the sky began to pour downward, like a torrential black rain, shrouding the entire Soul Martial Continent in darkness.
The black deathly energy, like ink, silently seeped into the ground upon contact, spreading deep into the earth. This dense, black deathly energy burrowed into the soil, seeking out the remains buried beneath—corpses left from the ancient war, remnants of the Blackblood Clan.
But the black rain didn't just penetrate the soil. It flowed into rivers and oceans, infiltrating the waters and winding its way toward the ocean floor. Upon reaching the seabed, it seeped into the mud beneath.
This thick deathly aura spread across the entire Soul Martial Continent, infiltrating the land like a poison deep into the bones.
According to the reports from the Ministry of Engineering, Lin Qian learned that the spiritual energy of the entire Soul Martial Continent had drastically diminished, reducing by nearly half its previous density. The sky remained dim, filled with a foul, decaying stench.
From beneath the earth, figures began to emerge once again. These figures, however, were different from the previous skeletons and decaying corpses. Their bodies were eerily intact, almost as if they had never died. Yet they were clearly corpses, devoid of any color in their flesh.
These figures moved faster, their bodies far sturdier, and their black aura was even more powerful, resembling the soul power of martial practitioners. These corpses had been Soul Martial practitioners at the Life and Death Realm, who had survived the tribulation of their bodies, leaving their corpses imperishable.
But these resurrected corpses weren't the only ones rising. The previous armies of skeletons and decaying corpses also reappeared in even greater numbers than before.
Now, with these powerful beings of the Life and Death Realm among them, the undead unleashed a terrifying wave of destruction. The Soul Martial Continent once again descended into chaos, with countless deaths, as despair and sorrow filled the land.
The more lives were lost on the Soul Martial Continent, the thicker the death aura in the sky became. In just a moment, the deathly energy that had been depleted was fully replenished, and its density continued to grow rapidly.
"Father! Mother!" In a city near the northern part of the Central Region, engulfed in flames, a young human girl sat crying in the middle of the street, surrounded by the blazing fire.
Crack!
As the girl sobbed, a pale skeletal hand reached from behind and grasped her neck. The jawbones of the skeleton clicked together, producing a chilling sound as the black flames in its eye sockets flickered ominously.
Terrified, the girl couldn't even scream. She struggled for breath as her face turned purple and swollen. In her fading consciousness, she vaguely saw her parents lying motionless on the ground behind the skeleton.
In this city, the undead were slaughtering indiscriminately, sparing no one—men, women, children, all met the same brutal fate. The task of these undead was simply to kill.
The same gruesome scenes unfolded across the Western Continent, where the undead continued their slaughter. Whether higher races or lower ones, no one was spared. People fought desperately to fend off the sudden onslaught.
But the undead monsters emerging from the ground could appear anywhere, at any moment, ready to take lives.
The entire Soul Martial Continent was gripped by terror. Every face reflected pure fear. In their hearts, there was only one desperate thought: to survive.
Within the borders of the Hua Xia Empire, the Southern Region was aglow with the power of soul force. The Imperial Army, working in perfect harmony, quickly dispatched any undead that appeared nearby. Even the Life and Death Realm corpses stood no chance against their overwhelming might.
Even when stronger, awakened undead appeared, the presence of powerful generals ensured that the threat was swiftly neutralized.
The Hua Xia Empire provided an abundance of healing potions to its citizens, potions crafted from the latest medicinal herbs developed by the Ministry of Agriculture. Moreover, Lin Qian had stationed his civil generals across various locations to oversee and aid in healing. Though there were still casualties, they were significantly reduced.
In other regions of the Soul Martial Continent, the death toll in each state was in the tens of millions, but within the Hua Xia Empire, casualties were counted in the thousands—a clear testament to the empire's vastly superior strength.
Aside from the Imperial Army and Beast Army patrolling the mountains, rivers, and skies, ordinary soul practitioners of the Hua Xia Empire also contributed, fighting the undead and protecting their homeland. Every citizen of the empire did their part.
Whether human or from other races, all were now united as Hua Xia citizens, facing the trials together and overcoming the challenges hand in hand.
Because of this unity, the Hua Xia Empire's casualties remained minimal. Even under the darkened sky, no one displayed despair or hopelessness. Instead, their faces shone with determination and hope.
Bang!
A member of the Red Horn Tribe smashed a rotting corpse with a powerful punch and turned to a nearby Black Horn tribesman. "I wonder what the rest of the Soul Martial Continent is like right now."
"Who knows? Probably not good," the Black Horn tribesman replied, unleashing his soul force, igniting flames that incinerated nearby skeletal remains. "We're lucky compared to them."
"That must be hell—bodies piled up, rivers of blood. Everyone's face filled with despair," a human suddenly spoke from nearby. "My mother's family comes from a middle-ranking clan on the border of the Central Region. They said that in one state alone, there have already been over ten million deaths, and tens of thousands die each day!"
The Red Horn and Black Horn warriors exchanged glances, their eyes filled with disbelief. "Is it really that bad? Here in our empire, each state has only suffered a few thousand casualties."
"No joke. Our empire is insanely powerful. No other place can compare to us," the human said, waving his hand dismissively. "My mother's people came to the empire, and they jump at every shadow. It's honestly a bit funny."
"The Soul Monitor is lighting up. Looks like the Emperor is about to make another announcement."