Miraculously, hundreds of thousands of souls quickly formed into dozens of square arrays, sensing and penetrating each other, making them more compliant to commands than when they had bodies.
And more and more souls were descending below.
Countless;
Innumerable;
Just the figures in military uniforms here numbered over two million, a number Wang Jixuan only learned afterward.
In short, the figures overlapped one another, forming hundreds of huge arrays in every direction.
Even in front of the massive Pillar Blade Beast, these arrays did not seem inferior.
Several elderly men, with hair as white as snow, stepped forward in unison, saluting the Jiao Long and Gao Huating patrolling above.
"Advisor Wang Zheng... how should we address him?"
"When in doubt, call comrades; is this generation of generals so lacking in ideological awareness?"
"You're the old comrade; you do the calling."
"Comrade Wang Zheng!"
