Corpse Drivers?

After watching for a while, Ying Wuji's expression grew grave, because although the strength Lu Ye displayed was incomparably powerful, and every slash reaped a harvest, there were simply too many of these rotting corpses. With Lu Ye's strength alone, it was utterly impossible to kill them all.

If he kept getting entangled like this, even Lu Ye would die of exhaustion.

But no matter how Ying Wuji looked, he saw no sign that Lu Ye intended to flee. There was only one man and one saber, charging in and out amid that horde of corpses.

Anxious in his heart, he could only hurriedly swallow Spiritual Pills and tend to his wounds first.

In the battlefield, Lu Ye slaughtered in all directions, his powerful mind spreading out.

After fighting fiercely for a long time, he had already sensed something out of place.

There was undoubtedly no vitality at all in these rotting corpses. In other words, they were all dead things, yet they could move as they had before death, and under the shroud of Corpse Qi like yellow clouds, they could even erupt with greater strength than when they had been alive.

This was clearly not quite right.

Lu Ye could faintly feel that each and every one of these rotting corpses was like a puppet on strings, and someone was secretly controlling them from the shadows.

He fought his way in and out of the corpse horde for one purpose alone: to follow the traces and find the person hidden in the dark.

Find him, and this horde of rotting corpses should be dealt with.

He had originally thought the hidden one was hiding in some concealed corner, or had some means like a Ghost Cultivator to Conceal himself, but now it seemed that was not the case.