"Roar!"
Before Ling Tian had finished speaking, a sudden change erupted. A low, savage roar rang out—the strongest zombie behind the scenes had finally appeared.
At the sound of the roar, everyone's movements faltered, as if they had slowed by half a beat. Then they all looked toward its source, their faces tinged with fear. A dark shadow shot through the rain and, in moments, reached a spot not far from them.
When they looked closely, they saw that the shadow was actually a coffin. It was made of bronze, ancient and weathered, with faint patches of green rust on its surface. Huge raindrops fell on the lid, making muffled plops that sent a chill through them.
"Damn, it really is a zombie that has cultivated a Corpse Core." Yun Ying furrowed her brow.
"Senior Sister Yun Ying, why is it a coffin?" Hua Min'er asked, baffled.
"Every zombie that has cultivated a Corpse Core has a coffin as its Natal Dan Artifact, much like the Natal Dan Artifacts of us cultivators. The coffin gathers death energy and speeds up a zombie's cultivation. It can also be used as a weapon. In fact, with a coffin, a zombie no longer fears sunlight and can even come out during the day." Yun Ying explained the coffin's origins in one breath, her brow furrowing even more deeply.
The coffin did not stop when it reached a spot near them. It charged straight at the group, moving at incredible speed. Several people couldn't dodge in time and were sent flying far away by its impact, landing in the muddy ground.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!"
The few people immediately spat out blood. Their blood blossomed swiftly in the rain, like flowers in bloom, dazzling in their beauty. Seeing them so dispirited that they could no longer