Reborn as Huo Yuhao, but also in Battle Through the Heavens

Chapter 128 Initial Victory

Chapter 129 Initial Victory

The incantation that Huo Yuhao recited this time was even more twisted and obscure, giving people a very evil feeling.

Accompanied by continuous incantations, the mountain of flesh seemed to come alive, writhing and merging like slime! Part of the bone was also inserted into it.

Roar!

With a low growl, enormous, bloated monsters reeking of decay and blood rose to their feet. They possessed three or four incredibly thick arms, pieced together from flesh and blood, and two pillar-like legs supporting their nearly spherical bodies. A gaping maw filled with fangs dripped incessantly from its head—these were the backbone of the undead creatures: Abominations!

"The flesh and blood of these Blood Demon beasts are of good quality," Huo Yuhao assessed the newly formed Abomination Legion, each of them exuding a fierce aura of about the Dou Ling level: "The Abominations transformed from them have a high starting point."

"Ugh—this thing is so ugly! It's disgusting!" The Guardian Mirror screamed in Huo Yuhao's ear, its silver surface flashing wildly, filled with disgust.

Huo Yuhao chuckled lightly, with a hint of helplessness: "Most undead creatures are like this."

After I finish this area, I'll see if I can make it look "good."

Lacking metal materials, these newly born abominations can only wield crude bone knives or bone sickles, making them appear even more primitive and ferocious.

Huo Yuhao commanded these newly born undead creatures to join the ranks of cutting up the giant beast's corpse, instantly increasing their speed considerably.

Unfortunately, time was ultimately limited, and Huo Yuhao didn't have enough time to convert all the corpses into usable combat power.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!

A dull, dense rumble echoed from the earth, like countless giant drums beating simultaneously! Dozens of even larger, more powerful, blood-red figures pressed down like a moving mountain range!

Most of these Blood Demon Clan behemoths exuded the aura of a peak Dou Huang! And in front of them, there were several terrifying beings whose bodies were nearly a thousand feet tall! The power of these thousand-foot behemoths had reached the level of Dou Zong!

Huo Yuhao's spiritual clone looked at the several giant beast corpses that had not yet been processed, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes: "What a pity, we haven't had time to study and utilize the souls of these giant beasts."

His gaze swept over the boundless undead army before him, like an ocean—three hundred thousand newly resurrected skeleton soldiers, three hundred high-ranking Dou Wang-level skeletons, and five million newly born Dou Ling-level abominations! A surge of boundless battle intent rose within his spiritual sea.

"Dou Zong level, huh?" Huo Yuhao's voice remained calm, but it concealed a hint of eagerness: "Five million Dou Ling level undead—we can give it a try."

War is imminent!

Fortunately, even those Blood Demon Clan behemoths at the Dou Zong level only had the instinct for brutality and slaughter in their eyes, and had no tactics whatsoever.

They roared and led the massive crimson torrent behind them, launching a direct and unadorned charge towards the sea of ​​the dead, constructed of bones and flesh!

The aftershocks of the battle slowly dissipated across the desolate land. The Mirror of Protection above Huo Yuhao's head swayed excitedly, its silver light spelling out a laughing face: "We won! We really won! Hahaha!"

Beside him, Protector Xue, his eyes burning with fervor, bowed deeply, his voice filled with boundless fanaticism: "Master is invincible! These extraterrestrial demons are no match for Master!"

He and the Guardian Mirror both witnessed the war through shared consciousness, seeing how the torrent of bones and flesh swallowed up the moving, blood-red mountains.

Huo Yuhao's self-light swept across the battlefield. The once boundless army of the undead had shrunk considerably.

Less than one in ten low-level skeleton soldiers remained, with shattered bone dust and remains scattered everywhere; the hard-won Battle Spirit level Abominations also suffered heavy losses, with only a few thousand remaining, dragging their broken bodies as they staggered; and nearly two-thirds of the three hundred Battle King level high-level undead were also lost.

The entire undead army seemed to have weathered a storm, leaving less than 20% of its original strength. The cost was undeniably heavy.

"In the battle just now," the Guardian Mirror's attention was quickly drawn, and it curiously examined the black bands of light and the pervasive mist clinging to the surviving undead, "what are those black bands of light and mist on your little toys?"

While directing the remaining undead army to clean up the battlefield, collect the remains of the giant beasts, and build more spirit towers on the spot to share the burden, Huo Yuhao casually explained, "When I was helping my family research protective formations before, I also thought about how to get more people to fight together and form a similar effect to a formation —"

Huo Yuhao paused, recalling the linked soul tool from his previous life: "This time, I merely borrowed the advantage of the shared spiritual imprint of undead creatures and made a temporary attempt to forcibly link their death energy and spiritual fluctuations to form a crude linkage network. I didn't expect that it would actually succeed with such a scale."

Huo Yuhao's tone was calm, as if connecting millions of units of energy and spirit was just a small matter to him.

"It's also thanks to these things," Huo Yuhao added, his gaze sweeping over the giant beast corpses, "that they possessed only the brute strength and vitality of a Dou Zong level, yet they couldn't even grasp the most basic spatial power, let alone know when to back down. They only knew how to charge relentlessly, giving my undead the opportunity to slowly grind them down."

"Yours—it does resemble the prototype of our Great Thousand World's battle formation!" The mirror of the Guardian Mirror shimmered with light, carrying a commentary. "However, it's still far from a true battle formation! The battle formations of the Great Thousand World can perfectly fuse the battle intent of thousands upon thousands of supreme-level cultivators, unleashing a world-destroying power—"

"Battle intent?" Huo Yuhao was somewhat surprised. "This kind of power can actually be used for fusion? How do you guarantee that everyone's cultivated intent will be the same?"

Huo Yuhao clenched his fist, a surge of power rising within him: "The 'Reign Supreme' realm I've learned is different from the one my teacher has mastered."

"The fighting spirit of the armies of the Great Thousand Worlds is different from yours!" The Mirror of Guardians flew down from above Huo Yuhao's head, approached his fist, and carefully sensed the aura of dominating the world: "To be precise, there aren't many people in the entire Great Thousand Worlds who possess this kind of power of aura, right? At least I've never seen it before."

"It seems to be a type of formation. I think—" Huo Yuhao said, expressing his judgment based on his research over the past period: "The so-called formation by cultivators is essentially treating people as a special kind of formation material, stimulating and guiding their energy through specific methods."

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"You're right, battle formations are indeed a branch of spirit formations!" The Guardian Mirror was exceptionally excited, its silver light almost overflowing. "With your soul abilities, you'll definitely become a high-level battle formation master!"