A Burnt Child Dreads The Fire
Translator: La0o9
The black horse was running at full speed.
Gu Qing Shan sat tight on the horse's back, observing the army of ghosts ahead.
Two ghosts that were around 7-8 meters tall ran back and forth, loudly urging the scattered troops to rally again.
With weapons in hand, they killed every ghost or revenant that refused to listen to their orders.
Under such forceful persuasion, the ghosts stopped being restless and quickly followed their superior's orders.
At this rate, given just a bit of time, the ghost troops would reorganize into an army.
Even though their numbers had been greatly culled compared to before, the remaining army still easily totalled up to the hundred thousand.
Against this number of enemies of this level, even Gu Qing Shan wouldn't be able to do anything.
If he really did charge straight into the army of over a hundred thousand ghosts, he would die.
-----unless he had another 32-fold power Taiyi Sword Array.