After learning Bai Yin's dying wish, Zhang Shuhui had been guarding against the little fellow.
This wariness toward Bai Yin had instead weakened her sorrow over the apocalypse.
The water had already flooded Longshan, and the black water rolled over the grass in wave after wave, driven by the mountain wind.
The defensive barrier formed by the Rotting Corpses had grown too thin to completely shield the outskirts of Tingfeng City.
Among the countless monsters, each Rotting Corpse stood out like a pearl floating in ink.
The million-strong Rotting Corpse army that had once struck terror into people's hearts had been whittled down to this handful.
The red cape on the Rotting Corpse Captain had been reduced to a few strips of cloth hanging from his neck. His pair of sharp Sky-Opening Axes had been chipped from repeated hacking, leaving their blades jagged and uneven.
"Roar!!!!"
It roared as it fought shoulder to shoulder with that blue-gray Rotting Corpse. Before this, the two Rotting Corpses had been mortal enemies.
But now, as the Rotting Corpses around them dwindled one by one, all they had left was each other.
The remaining few Rotting Corpses kept roaring. Some were torn apart by the monsters, while others were swept along by the monsters and sank into the seabed.
Their greatest enemy was not the black sea, but the monsters born from the cracks in the earth. As long as these monsters continued appearing without end, humans and animals alike would soon go extinct.
These things ate everything. As long as it was alive—human, beast, or even mutated animal—they spared nothing.
Even after filling their bellies, they did not stop killing. It seemed that the meaning of their existence was to wipe out all other life.
The boundary formed by Blood Tai Sui was