The black cloth tent area was surging with Sha Qi, the ghastly green lantern casting shadows of ghosts.
Snap!
Li Yan swung his blade to split open the iron cage beside him, the iron bars breaking with a sound.
Something inside the cage instantly let out an inhuman roar, a shadow darted out swiftly.
It was clear that it used to be a Japanese soldier, still adorned with tattered armor.
But now, its skin was blue-purple, horns sprouted on its head, sharp fangs, and eyes full of savage bloodthirst.
It had all four limbs on the ground, making hoarse sounds from its throat, and surprisingly, it lunged first at the nearest iron cannon foot soldier.
"Ghost... Ghost soldiers have come out!"
The horrified scream in Japanese exploded.
The camp descended into chaos instantly.
Li Yan swiftly maneuvered amid the chaos, swinging the Duan Chen Blade left and right, the blade light cutting through the mist like a cold moon.
