In the realm of the undead, a small winged figure stood atop a black hill crest and braced against the wind. The figure wore a brilliant silver cuirass covered in intricate patterns that reflected a soft silver glow.
A silver mask covered the face, except for the eyeholes which revealed two deep purple lights. On its back hung a short black rod.
The figure was none other than Yan Luo. The aura she emitted was the peak of Earth-rank, almost ascended to Heaven-rank
Overlapping faulds hung in layers below the torso. They gleamed, reflecting metallic light. Underneath the faulds, two greyish-white skeletal legs were visible.
Standing behind Yan Luo in packed formations were countless undead creatures numbering at least a few million. Most were human skeletons, though some were skeletal beasts while a few appeared to be zombies. Their army extended from the crest of the hill all the way to the earth.
