Spiritual qi revives, humanity awakens, and all races coexist.
Li Feng carries the bloodline of the God of the Underworld and can command an unlimited number of undead.
“What? You like to gang up on people?”
“Then we’re on the same page. I’ve got just a tiny little army of helpers.”
One-on-one fights are for rookies. A real man loves a good brawl.
That day, the powerhouses of many nations marched on Huaxia, while creatures of every race rampaged through its cities.
Riding a bone dragon ten thousand zhang long, Li Feng led a million Yin spirits in a charge that trampled the heavens. “Burn my battered body, set my blood ablaze. Wherever the spears point, we charge without hesitation!”
Rubbish, rubbish