The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1871

Shen Yanxiao couldn't help but feel a chill. The undead was not only an evil race, but their resurrection ability, which reversed life and death, seemed to be mocking the concept of life. It truly made people feel creepy.

The reason why the undead were hated by all races was exactly because of their nasty nature and their blasphemy against life.

Even the gods and devils would die one day, but the undead could rely on their strength to bring the dead back to life in the form of undead.

Life was precious because you could only have it once. Being born and dying were in conformity with the natural law, but the undead violated the laws of nature and even distorted the will of the deceased, turning countless lonely souls into their slaves.

Sal personally invited Mingye to come forward. Mingye brought Shen Yanxiao to the edge of the array.

As they got closer to the array, the bloody smell directly hit their face and assailed their nostrils.

Shen Yanxiao frowned secretly.

"Asking Your Highness Mingye to activate the array." Sal knelt on one knee.

"Asking Your Highness to activate the array!" All the undead in the Dragon Cemetery knelt down and roared loudly.

Mingye took a step forward with a slight nod.

This would be Shen Yanxiao’s first time seeing the undead performing resurrection. She narrowed her eyes slightly and carefully observed what was happening in front of her eyes.

Mingye slightly open his mouth, then a series of obscure incantations overflowed from his mouth. The speed of his speech was slow. A second after, a strong wind mixed with black mist condensed from his feet. The black mist spread over the array, like a cluster of black flames, starting from one point and spreading in all directions.

Everything was like a nightmare. The black mist hung over the whole Dragon Cemetery, and then it rose slowly.

It was as if Shen Yanxiao could hear the roar from hell and the black mist was like a twisted and horrifying face, struggling inside the gale with a look of despair.

The whole Dragon Cemetery was covered by a powerful and incomparable death energy, causing all the dragons to retreat one after another.

To prevent the curse from having unexpected accident, Shen Yanxiao must stand beside Mingye. And it was equal to standing in the center of the whirlpool of death energy. The death energy pouring in from all directions almost made her unable to breathe. Every time she breathed, it was like breathing countless gravel into her lungs, and the pain caused her to break out into a cold sweat.

But at present, Shen Yanxiao dared not let Xiu come out to help her. Under the gazes of so many undead, the appearance of a slight divine aura would arouse the vigilance of the undead.

Shen Yanxiao could only hold her breath and get the thin oxygen in the air with the flow of blood.

Suddenly, Mingye’s speech sped up, and the black mist increased wildly. In this sunken cemetery, an immense black hole took shape.

Even though Shen Yanxiao's vision was beyond that of ordinary people, in such circumstances, she could barely see the blurred figure of Mingye.

Alongside the incantation of Mingye, the ground on the Dragon Cemetery suddenly trembled violently. The sound of the earth cracking was intertwined with the rustling sound of the leaves torn by the wind.

Suddenly, something strange happened to Shen Yanxiao's body: something invisible seemed to pour into her body with the strong wind.

In an instant, a tremendous pain covered her whole body, as if all the bones within were crushed in a blink. The huge pain made Shen Yanxiao's consciousness collapse in an instant!

Shen Yanxiao's strength seemed to have been drained; she could feel two forces fiercely interweaving within her body. These two forces repelling each other almost split her body into two.