290 Villages

Accompanied by a hundred Yellow Turban warriors flooding into the village, the previously silent village was now incessantly filled with various roars, whispers, and even screams.

Yan Hui, remotely controlling and sensing the Yellow Turban warriors, had his face change again and again, growing increasingly grim.

In the state of remote control, he couldn't perceive the Yellow Turban warriors' vision or hearing, and could only vaguely sense the directions in which they were being annihilated.

In the blink of an eye, all one hundred Yellow Turban warriors lay dead in the direction of the village, followed by the sight of about thirty streaks of yellow light floating over from the village. Those were golden-hued spheres.

After appearing before Yan Hui, they were infused with a surge of the Primordial Spirit power in accordance with the changes of his Taoist incantations, and once again became three-meter-tall Yellow Turban warriors.