"Your taste isn't heavy enough, and you're not ruthless enough!" Jiang Yang laughed. Then, some of Lieyang Star's Origin Law appeared in his hand. As soon as it emerged, scorching heat spread through the area around them, even leaving the ground visibly scorched.
Without hesitation, Jiang Yang poured the law into the wok of oil that the Chaos Beast had set up. Under that intense heat, even the wok seemed about to melt.
Jiang Yang smiled at Ten Wings. "Watch closely. When these corpses are deep-fried at high temperatures, they'll have some strange reactions. For example, they might jump up on their own."
"Really?" Ten Wings blinked. What Jiang Yang said sounded terrifying, but he had already begun to suspect something. Were the corpses in that wok really corpses?
The Chaos Beast found a massive iron lid and covered the wok with it. The next moment, it jumped onto the lid to hold it down. Yet before a minute had passed, strange noises came from inside the wok.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"There really is something strange going on!"
Ten Wings found it unbelievable. He had not expected the wok to actually change, and the commotion was considerable. Whatever was inside seemed to be slamming into the wok with all its strength.
"Of course there's something strange. If it were an ordinary corpse, that would be one thing. You're just lucky enough not to have encountered an ordinary corpse." Jiang Yang spoke flatly, his expression cold.
Xiao Qi, a god-level existence. Was he really that impressive?
Jiang Yang had spent three years on the Zombie Plane. How much effort had he put into finding the customer service agent of the Apocalypse Store?
During the three years Jiang Yang had been hunted, several times he had been ambushed by god-level beings after