"Ke-keh, you... actually dared... destroy my alchemical artifact. You... all deserve to die." A strange laugh rang out. The voice was hoarse and broken, yet carried a crushing pressure.
When everything had settled, a zombie stood upright inside the copper coffin. Black light gleamed across his body, which looked exceptionally powerful, and Gray Qi swirled all around him. The Gray Qi spilled onto the plants and trees, and they withered in an instant. The zombie was pitch-black as well, with two long fangs jutting from his mouth. His hair hung in disarray, his clothes were tattered, and even his careless growls reeked of a foul stench.
"What a heavy aura of death." Watching the plants and trees wither at such speed, Ling Tian couldn't help sighing.
"Roar!"
The zombie roared in fury, then leaped out of the coffin. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Gray Qi. At once, the copper coffin and the scattered fragments of its lid flew toward him, rapidly shrank, and vanished. It seemed he had taken them into his Corpse Core to nurture and repair it.
"Whether we live or die depends on this final fight. Junior Sisters, attack!" Yun Ying shouted, taking the lead by controlling her flying sword to strike at the zombie.
Seeing this, everyone summoned the last of their strength. Flying swords circled through the air, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and they struck at the zombie.
"Roar!"
Unexpectedly, the zombie roared in anger but neither dodged nor retreated. He faced the incoming flying swords with bare hands. His palms slammed against them one after another, sending each sword shooting back with a faint sound of cracking. Everyone's faces turned pale, and blood trickled from their lips. They were clearly badly hurt. The other flying swords that escaped his blows