"This... What's happening?" The Divine Martial Elder's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he watched the image of Shen Haoran carrying out what was essentially a massacre.
As the Guardian of the Divine Martial Realm, the Divine Martial Elder knew the realm like the back of his hand. The Celestial Level Skeletons might only have the cultivation of Tier Five Spirit Marquises, but once their numbers stacked up, they were far more than a simple numbers game. Even a Spirit Aspect would struggle to break through without fighting for their life. Furthermore, the skeletons' physical bodies were no weaker than a Martial Artist at the Spirit Marquis Peak, or perhaps even a Spirit Aspect. So why did they seem to be made of paper in front of Shen Haoran, shattering at the slightest touch?
