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Chapter 377: Chapter 377: Within the Gate of Death

A sinister aura permeated the entire plain.

Beneath Bronze War Island, the horses neighed incessantly, restless and fearful. And not just the horses; the soldiers themselves were unnerved. Those who had come from the Da Jing Dynasty had never witnessed such a spectacle—no, such an eerie and terrifying scene. Endless skeletons continued to emerge across the plain.

Some observers even noticed that some of the incomplete skeletons were picking up bones scattered around them, piecing them together. More horrifyingly, certain skeletons managed to find enough bones to fashion enormous bone wings on their backs, floating eerily in the air. Could skeletons fly too?

A plain of skeletons—countless skeletons!

In just a short span of time, an endless army of skeletons had formed before Mr. Corpse.

Some of the more timid individuals were already trembling in fear. Ghosts? Could such a plain of skeletons be described merely as ghosts? Although they had followed the Da Jing Dynasty into the realm of cultivation, they had never witnessed such a bizarre phenomenon.

Mr. Corpse remained expressionless in the center of the plain as the number of skeletons continued to increase frenetically. Instead of immediately attacking, these skeletons busied themselves with arming up.

Arming themselves—some found bone wings and took to the skies, while others grabbed scattered bones, waving them around. Still, others discovered long-buried weapons from ancient battlefields.

"Uncle, what... what is this?" Yinglan asked uncertainly.

"No, this isn\'t an illusion. These are all real!" Yi Yan raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing a hint of concern.

"This isn\'t a derivative realm or a Feng Shui formation. What in the world is this?" Princess Qianyou frowned.

"How strong are they individually?" Zhongshan asked.

"These skeletons, at most, possess the strength of a human Golden Core stage. Our army can easily handle them!" Qingyun Wolf Commander said from the side.

"Handle them? Only a small portion!" Zhongshan took a deep breath.

Indeed, only a small portion. Seeing such a scene, how many soldiers could maintain their composure? Zhongshan also knew that Mr. Corpse\'s greatest strength lay not in these skeletons but in his zombies!

"I\'ll go kill that person!" Qianyou immediately volunteered.

"No, you can\'t kill him. Around him, it seems there are only some skeletons, but there must be something underground protecting him," Zhongshan shook his head.

"What?" Qianyou frowned.

"Zombies!" Zhongshan said.

"Yinglan, follow my command!" Zhongshan suddenly shouted.

"Yes!" Yinglan responded promptly.

"Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation!" Zhongshan said solemnly.

"Understood!" Yinglan immediately complied.

She then leaped down from Bronze War Island. In mid-air, Yinglan gestured subtly.

Below, the army dispersed in all directions, leaving only about eighty thousand individuals who grasped various peculiar weapons and took their positions.

"Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, activate~~~~~~" Yinglan shouted loudly.

The earth below suddenly stirred up thousands of sand and dust, swirling up from underground. In an instant, it obscured the sky, completely enveloping the eighty thousand people forming the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation. The raging winds whipped up a sandstorm!

Under the coordination of Yi Yan and Lin Xiao, the troops began to retreat towards the rear. Only Yinglan and the eighty thousand soldiers remained, forming the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation.

The sandstorm grew stronger and stronger! Initially, it only stirred up some dust, but now it began to lift massive boulders, soaring into the sky. These rocks plummeted back down, directly crashing towards the endless army of skeletons in the distance.

Mr. Corpse, seeing this sandstorm unfold, narrowed his eyes. A cold light flashed in them as he extended his right arm and pointed forward.

"Giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle... "

On the battlefield, countless skeletons trembled lightly, bones clashing against bones, emitting urgent collision sounds as if responding to Mr. Corpse\'s command.

"Haha~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The endless skeletons emitted a strange, eerie sound. Grabbing their respective weapons, they swiftly charged towards the location of the sandstorm.

The airborne skeletons were the fastest. With a flap of their bone wings, they dove down, gripping bones as they soared. The non-flying skeletons also grabbed their weapons angrily, rushing towards the sandstorm.

At a glance, the endless skeletons charging forward appeared spectacular, as if one had been transported to an infernal battlefield in an instant—undead and craving blood and flesh.

The sandstorm continued to expand infinitely. The surrounding earth was completely transformed into dry sand, with more and more sand assimilating into the ground below.

At the location of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, a gigantic sand wave suddenly rose. This sand wave, sweeping like a colossal tsunami, rushed towards the distant plain of skeletons, completely obscuring the sky and earth as it advanced.

Wherever the sand tsunami passed, the land turned entirely to sand. Wave after wave surged forth, with the highest wave of the sand tsunami reaching a towering five hundred meters.

It pressed down overwhelmingly towards the distant skeleton army.

Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation—this was the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation.

Qianyou stared in astonishment at this terrifying Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation. Zhongshan had previously used this formation to dominate the Youfu Turn Palace, but compared to Yinglan\'s current deployment of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, it was still inferior. Truly worthy of someone who had integrated with the Formation Spirit.

From afar, Iron Blood Zhang\'s mouth hung open in shock. Previously, in the Eternal Life Hall, he had faced off against Lin Xiao and been killed without a trace left behind. While he admired Yinglan\'s prowess on the battlefield, he didn\'t think she was more formidable than Lin Xiao. However, witnessing her now, he couldn\'t help but marvel. Finally, he acknowledged it in awe.

Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation? This was the most flawless Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation? It was terrifying, flawless. Even in the face of an expert like himself, wouldn\'t they also refuse to show weakness?

"Peng~~~~~~~~~"

The sand tsunami collided with the first wave of skeletons.

"Swoosh~~~~~~~~~"

In the initial collision, most of the skeletons were instantly shattered. Only a very few managed to avoid being dispersed and were instead swallowed up by the sandstorm, drawn into the heart of the true formation.

Mr. Corpse, observing from afar, narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth.

"~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

No sound whatsoever, yet the air in front of Mr. Corpse undeniably trembled.

No sound? No, it was ultrasonic waves!

Although most people couldn\'t perceive it, the skeletons did. Following Mr. Corpse\'s command, subsequent waves of skeletons slowly emerged from their eerie positions, organizing themselves into a peculiar formation in preparation to confront the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation.

Formation? Skeleton formation?

On the Bronze War Island, Zhongshan furrowed his brow slightly.

Every hundred skeletons gathered formed small formations. These small formations weren\'t as terrifying as the sandstorm but emitted a large amount of black and ghostly energy around them—ghostly energy, reminiscent of what Zhongshan had seen at the Youfu Rotating Palace?

The eerie ghostly energy enveloped the hundred skeletons, immediately shielding them from the sandstorm\'s assault, as they charged toward the sandstorm.

The sandstorm grew larger and larger. Controlled by Yinglan, it moved relentlessly closer towards the central Mr. Corpse, continuously attacking Mr. Corpse. For those skeletons that could be dispersed, they were dispersed; for those that could be destroyed, they were destroyed. If it was truly impossible, they didn\'t bother, because once the central Mr. Corpse was dealt with, these skeletons would certainly fall apart on their own.

"Whoosh~~~ Pound~~~ Boom~~~"

The sandstorm became increasingly enormous, wave after wave crashing towards the center where Mr. Corpse stood.

Mr. Corpse narrowed his eyes, showing no fear at all. Slowly, from the ground beneath his feet, twenty pale-faced figures floated up.

No, not humans—zombies. Twenty zombies floated around Mr. Corpse, their eyes suddenly opening with a crimson glow, emitting a chilling malevolence.

"Pound~~~"

Finally, the massive roar reached the very center, engulfing Mr. Corpse along with the twenty zombies into the formation.

In that instant of being swallowed, Mr. Corpse remained fearless. The twenty zombies shimmered, forming a huge crimson barrier that enveloped Mr. Corpse completely, leaving him unscathed.

"Stay here, I\'ll be back soon!" Zhongshan spoke lightly atop the Bronze War Island.

Everyone was slightly puzzled, but they also knew Zhongshan never did anything uncertain. They nodded quietly, not saying more.

Flying through the air, Zhongshan watched countless skeletons laboring in the desert, paying them no mind, and headed straight for the sandstorm.

After swallowing Mr. Corpse, the sandstorm no longer surged towards farther places. Instead, it formed a huge hemisphere right where it was, spinning rapidly like a vortex.

Approaching the sandstorm, Zhongshan said, "Yinglan, place Mr. Corpse at the Dead Gate, withdraw all internal personnel, and let me meet Mr. Corpse."

The sandstorm rotated slowly. Soon, at its highest point, a giant gate appeared with a prominent \'Death\' character on it.

Stepping forward, Zhongshan entered.

Instantly inside the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, another small world emerged—profoundly dim with a vast number of skeleton and zombie battles.

Inside the Death Gate were zombies within the formation attacking the enclosed skeletons directly.

At the center, Mr. Corpse stood on a grassy patch, surrounded by twenty high-level zombies guarding him. Lower-level zombies outside couldn\'t even attack Mr. Corpse.

Stepping onto this dim earth, Zhongshan looked at Mr. Corpse in the distance, who looked back at Zhongshan. Beside Zhongshan, a beam of light flashed, and Yinglan\'s projection appeared.

(To be continued)