"This is..." Zhang Yi sucked in a breath of cold air. Only after several seconds did he say, somewhat hesitantly, "A formation?"
If a formation had appeared somewhere else, it would not have been anything remarkable, but inside this Zombie Cave...
One had to know that zombies were corpses that had absorbed underground yin energy and then revived with a trace of spirit. But they themselves had no souls. In other words, they were nothing more than monsters without intelligence, relying on brute strength to eat people.
They were not even as good as demonic beasts. How could such things possibly set up a formation?
Unless it was some old monster that had cultivated for a thousand years!
A trace of gloom flashed through Zhang Yi's eyes. He raised his hand and pointed, already offering up the Cold Scale Sword. Ordinary zombies did indeed possess only instinct, but if they cultivated for a thousand years within yin energy, their intelligence would open wide.
Such monsters not only possessed astonishing divine abilities, but their wisdom could also rival that of humans.
Could what was hidden inside actually be a Corpse King?
Although legend said that once a zombie advanced to become a Corpse King, its divine abilities could compare with a Core Condensation cultivator's without falling behind in the slightest, Zhang Yi did not feel much fear.
He was no ordinary Core Condensation cultivator. Moreover, his junior sister was beside him. If the two joined forces and used their combined technique, eliminating this monster should be as easy as turning over a hand.
He simply had not expected that such a small canyon would actually hide such a monster. Forget the two martial nephews; even Junior Brother Lu was probably in more peril than fortune.
A thread of fierceness flashed through