The people of the White Tribe surrounded and attacked the Corpse King.
A certain flood dragon kept far away and watched the show. If she truly went all out, Bai Yujun could quickly beat the Corpse King into spare parts. Back when she had just transformed into a flood dragon, she had used the Drought Demon for practice, familiarizing herself with her suddenly surged strength. This thing had been altered beyond recognition by the Nine Li and evil cultivators. Unlike the Drought Demon, it was more like a monster than a zombie.
Sometimes, monsters exceeded expectations. Though they lost certain abilities, they became even more ferocious.
Her beautiful eyes unconsciously turned toward the still-smoking cave.
Something strange in the cave seemed to be sending out wave after wave of summons. Bai Yujun felt an urge to go in and take a look. It was inexplicable; her gaze kept returning to the cave entrance.
Mu Duo waved a hand before a certain white figure's eyes.
"What are you looking at? You burned the inside of the cave clean with one fire. Any treasures would have melted into liquid long ago."
"Not necessarily..."
That inexplicable feeling remained.
After a fierce battle, they finally bound the Corpse King monster. They dragged it beneath the sun, setting fires and scattering medicine as they busily prepared to destroy it completely. Seeing that the fight was over, Bai Yujun hurried to the cave entrance and peered inside, wanting to discover exactly what was drawing her.
The flames had already gone out, but the cave was filled with a heavy burnt smell and all manner of poisonous gases.
She waved her hand, and a fierce wind blew inward from the lower half of the entrance. The poisonous gases inside, wrapped in thick smoke and dust, surged out