Fang Chen nodded to Ye Kong, then said, "Fellow Daoist Ye Kong, I'm here to help you!"
"Get lost!"
Ye Kong roared at Fang Chen and swept his spear across the zombies before him, smashing several to pieces. He did not trust Fang Chen, nor did he need his help. He feared Fang Chen would snatch the Nether Flower at the crucial moment. That flower was his younger sister's hope of survival. He could not afford to lose it.
Fang Chen had not expected Ye Kong to reject his help.
Just then, the Nether Flower's leaves began to tremble violently.
Rustle!
A strange pulse swept over them. Pain split Fang Chen's head, and Ye Kong was suffering the same.
Another zombie lunged at Fang Chen. He swung the Floating Immortal Sword and sent it flying.
The Nether Flower's leaves shook harder and harder, and the strange pulse they emitted grew stronger. Fang Chen's head felt ready to split apart again. Blood and qi churned inside him, leaving him in agony.
"Kill!"
Fang Chen charged at a zombie with his sword. He knew that, in this situation, only by absorbing Spiritual Power from the Floating Immortal Sword could he ease what was happening inside him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Fang Chen fought the zombies without pause.
The zombies were not particularly strong, but they felt no pain and feared no death. They threw themselves at their enemies like moths into a flame. The oppressive force here was at least twenty times stronger than outside. Fighting under it drained both True Qi and physical strength rapidly. A cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm could not last long here; even one in the Foundation Establishment Realm would struggle.
An unbroken stream of Spiritual Power poured from the Floating Immortal Sword into Fang Chen. His