No one had expected that even as dead spirits, the Gale Army could still employ such ruthless tactics.

Clearly, they understood that no matter how powerful the Heavenly Lightning Array was, it had its limits. By sending wave after wave of ordinary wrathful souls to exhaust its energy, once the array failed, would the living within not merely be fish in a barrel?

With the season of mad sand just beginning, the undead had nearly limitless time. The living, on the other hand, did not. After several hundred wrathful souls slammed into the array, the electric glow of the runes was clearly fading. It became painfully evident that the power of the heavens that they were borrowing was not endless.

And the Gale Army was clearly testing to see just how much was left.

When that batch was gone, the Gale Army immediately...