If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhou Heng would never believe such a situation could exist.
Ghosts leading armies, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops composed of ghosts and humans alike, engaging in conquest, while the opposing commanders, although human, had forces that were also made up of ghosts and humans.
Even more so, both sides were predominantly ghosts.
What's going on?
Zhou Heng had thought Wan Shankong's previous words were nothing but gibberish meant to confuse the mind, but it turned out to be true.
During the battle of Tianyang, did ghosts really participate in the fight, fighting shoulder to shoulder with humans?
That's preposterous!
Suddenly, the scene shifted.
Zhou Heng saw a huge circular altar, at least a hundred yards in diameter, with seventy-two lamps burning around its edge, all with pale blue flames.
Under the night sky, without moon or stars, only these blue flames struggled to illuminate the darkness.
