Artificial World Membrane?! (W Words)

Lin Fan: "Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???"

"You... didn't even know the strength of an original True Immortal?!"

"Zombies' strength divisions are different from cultivators'." The True Immortal Zombie's expression was exceedingly complicated, but he could only answer honestly.

What the hell is this?! I came to seize the Foundation of Heavenly Dao! I even made advance arrangements and secretly crossed the warehouse. By rights, I should have succeeded, withdrawn, and hidden away with the Foundation of Heavenly Dao until the day I became invincible before coming out of seclusion. So how did things end up like this?!

This shouldn't be happening! This damn well isn't how I imagined it.

But what can I do now?! Zombies... in a certain sense, they're an extremely unreasonable 'race.' Once bitten, one is destined to obey one's 'ancestor' completely.

Take me, for example. Even though I possess True Immortal strength, I can only obediently stand here and follow my ancestor's orders.

Even if this ancestor's mind is a complete mess and she can't explain anything clearly, I still can't resist.

Who can I even argue with? He let out a long sigh, rendered utterly speechless.

Seeing this, Lin Fan also fell into thought.

"Right. Zombies' levels are inherently different from cultivators', so of course they can't be measured by similar realms. But..."

"You can't sense her exact combat strength?"

"Probably... stronger than me?"

The True Immortal Zombie looked somewhat helpless.

"What do you mean, 'probably'?"

Lin Fan was a little surprised. "She looked like she casually took a bite and gnawed you dry. You're a spatial-type True Immortal. By rights, her combat strength should be at least one major realm higher than yours, shouldn't it?"

"Not necessarily."

The True Immortal Zombie let out a long sigh. "There's something you don't know. In fact, I only learned it