The undead creatures were so formidable that Li Fan had witnessed it firsthand when he first crossed over. The basic skills they possessed for tearing apart living humans need not even be mentioned, for they could also crush a Golden Core cultivator with just a few punches and kicks. Now armed to the teeth with refined blades and armor, they were a force that even the rubbish Nascent Soul cultivators of the Immortal Palace, who hardly practiced close combat, had to avoid at all costs.
Li Wugou was now holding the tiger tally, commanding the remaining twenty warrior monks, appearing from the flank of the battlefield. At this moment, the Henghai vassal armies were engaged in battle with soldiers of the Yellow Celestial Path wrapped in yellow cloth. The civilians of the Yellow Celestial Path were scattered all over the mountains and fields. The vassal armies, mistaking them for allies coming to their aid, let down their guard completely.
