With the cooperation of the corpse soul lord, Zhao Fu quickly found where the two invading corpse soul lords were located. This time, Zhao Fu did not bring any corpse ghosts with him, as they would have been too conspicuous. He did not want a head-on confrontation, instead wanting to see if he could infiltrate the place and assassinate the corpse soul lords. That would be a far more convenient and swift way to resolve the matter.
When he arrived near this zombie city, many corpse ghosts were tightly guarding its surroundings, watchful of anyone approaching. The corpse soul lord had likely ordered them to stand guard while he himself healed his wounds.
Back then, the two corpse soul lords had retreated in defeat, but they had both suffered grave injuries—worse even than the female corpse soul lord's earlier wounds.
Holding the Corpse Soul Sword, Zhao Fu quietly infiltrated the city. His Assassin profession played an important role once again. Although the Assassin profession's attributes and skills had previously been sealed, Zhao Fu had not forgotten the experience of being an assassin.
Moreover, these corpse ghosts were inherently dim-witted, making it relatively easy for Zhao Fu to sneak into the city.
Soon after, Zhao Fu discovered a youth sitting cross-legged on a straw cushion inside an ancient temple. He was the corpse soul lord, currently healing his injuries.
There was bloodstained across his chest, and his aura was somewhat weak. His injuries were evidently serious. With his eyes closed, he focused all his efforts on healing himself.
Zhao Fu held his breath and gripped the Corpse Soul Sword as he approached to within ten meters of the youth. He then poured his power into the Corpse Soul Sword, which emitted a terrifying grayish-white sword light. In that instant, Zhao Fu