Meeting

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The three-story mansion seemed to be reinforced by some special barrier, making it indestructible. At this moment, the room shook violently as the airflow within exploded again and again.

Inside the mansion, a white figure and a pitch-black figure collided more than ten times every second at random locations. Each impact compressed the air at the point of collision to the extreme, triggering violent explosions.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Chen, in White Ghoul form, withdrew from his high-speed movement and appeared at the mansion's entrance. The Blood Qi within him churned violently, taking several seconds to settle. Eight clearly visible cracks and hundreds of scrape marks had already appeared across his bony body.

On the other side, the old butler had removed his upper garments. His entire body was covered in pitch-black corpse spots, and two sharp zombie fangs protruded from his mouth. This was a true thousand-year zombie, one that had nearly reached the level of a "Ba."

His physical strength, speed, and power are all on par with my initial release form. And his danger perception is incredibly sharp. The moment I use my Ghoul abilities, he immediately evades at just the right moment. My tongue also seems to have no paralyzing effect on his body. I can't keep dragging this out. No, I have to end this quickly.

Zhang Chen glanced at his left palm, preparing to use Evil Mouth Elder's true abilities.

Although doing so would place an enormous burden on Zhang Chen's body, it was the only solution to the current situation. Otherwise, if this stalemate continued, Zhang Chen would be the first to exhaust his strength.

"I'm ready. This has to succeed in one strike."

Zhang Chen held his left arm at his waist and turned his palm over. He stepped forward with