Su Fan waved his hand and said, "Get up. Where did Wang De go..."
"Senior is inside. Master, please follow me..."
Su Fan followed Yaksha deep into the Gathering Yin Secret Realm and entered a massive cavern.
The moment he stepped inside, a bone-chilling cold pierced through the gaps between his bones.
Even with Su Fan's powerful physique and his breakthrough into the Deity Transformation Stage, he still felt as though he had fallen into a ten-thousand-year-old ice cavern.
This was, after all, a region within the Netherworld Realm. Leaving everything else aside, the Yin energy within the secret realm alone was extraordinary.
Such an environment was practically a natural blessed land for cultivators of the Ghost Cultivator, Zombie Path, and White Bone Path branches of the demonic sect.
At the center of the cavern stood a massive stone platform, upon which lay more than a dozen pitch-black coffins, each over thirty meters long.
"Boy, what brings you here..."
Su Fan turned his head and glanced at the oil lamp Dharma treasure placed on the stone platform, then pointed at the black coffins.
"These are the zombies you've refined recently..."
Evil Buddha Wang De detected a trace of disdain in Su Fan's words and immediately became displeased.
"Little Yaksha, release a zombie and let your master have a look..."
Yaksha turned to look at Su Fan. This fellow still knew who was boss.
Only after seeing Su Fan nod did it take out a soul-capturing bell from its Storage Ring and gently shake it toward one of the black coffins.
"Jingle... jingle..."
As a crisp yet faintly eerie ringing echoed out, Su Fan felt a powerful aura spread through the cavern.
A huge zombie several meters tall suddenly rose with a thunderous boom from one of the black coffins.
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