The Strength to Match Two Unyielding Bones

Roar!

The Unyielding Bone let out a shrill cry, hovered in midair, and pounced at Zhao Han.

Not far away, Kui Feng swallowed a pill as he fled through the air.

Many Yin Corpse Mound disciples who had heard the tremendous commotion came rushing over to see what was happening.

When they saw Kui Feng flying through the air with severe injuries, their hearts sank. They had a bad feeling.

It's over. We're finished!

What did our Yin Corpse Mound do to deserve such rotten luck?

Four years ago, outsiders had easily breached the sect, and the previous sect master, Jiang Bu Si, had been killed.

The Yin Corpse Mound had been so badly weakened that even after four years it had yet to recover. Every day, it sealed off the mountain and shut its gates, daring not to let word of its heavy losses get out. It relied on its formation to stay alive.

And now, four years later, another crisis had struck!

"A powerful enemy has invaded! Quick, everyone, take control of the zombies and bring every fully formed one out of the corpse-nurturing grounds!"

"Otherwise, our sect faces annihilation!"

After calling out to everyone from midair, Kui Feng chose a safe route and fled.

He knew the sect was doomed today. Fortunately, most of the Yin Corpse Mound's assets were in his Storage Ring. As long as he escaped, he could still live in comfort even without the sect.

Once he got far enough away, his connection to the two Unyielding Bones would be severed. Then they would become wild zombies and attack indiscriminately, no longer under anyone's control.

Even if that bald young man spared the Yin Corpse Mound, the Unyielding Bones would still tear the place apart.

But he was thinking far too much!

"Dragon