After commanding Bruce to swiftly scout the skies and finding no ambushes, Fang Zhou rode the Yellow Springs Nightmare, charging ahead with his skeletal servants. With his current terrifying combat power, he could have eliminated the entire Thousand Bone Cluster single-handedly, let alone with the aid of his undead followers.
The Yellow Springs Nightmare's four hooves moved like the wind, resembling a black streak of lightning slicing through the desolate hills. Under the blood-red moonlight, the Corpse Long Spear in Fang Zhou's hand gleamed with a cold luster. The skeletal servants followed closely behind, forming a tight battle formation as they rushed toward the horde of bones ahead.
As the distance closed, Fang Zhou could clearly see the enemy cluster. These skeleton soldiers were not arranged in any neat order, but their numbers were vast, densely filling the entire valley. A cold smile touched Fang Zhou's lips as he swung his long spear and issued a low command, "Attack!"
