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Song Wen stared intently at the zombie, fully focused as he prepared to face its next fierce attack.

But the zombie suddenly turned around. With a forceful push from its feet, its body became a fleeting afterimage as it shot toward the Withered Corpse Bamboo.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the Withered Corpse Bamboo, it directly burrowed into the rubble and vanished without a trace.

Once the zombie entered the ground beneath the Withered Corpse Bamboo, the aura it emitted concealed its own presence. Song Wen could no longer detect it and immediately lost track of it.

Song Wen paused slightly, disbelief in his voice.

"How could this be?"

The zombie had actually fled just like that?

This was the least ferocious zombie he had ever seen.

Song Wen was not the only one surprised. Several hundred zhang away, Blood Brow and the other two likewise revealed looks of astonishment.

"It seems this zombie is deeply obsessed with the Withered Corpse Bamboo. It will not easily leave it," Blood Brow said.

Song Wen nodded slightly. Blood Brow's words made some sense.

He stirred the corpse qi within his body and slowly approached the Withered Corpse Bamboo, intending to lure the zombie out again.

However, even after he reached the spot directly above the Withered Corpse Bamboo, the zombie did not appear.

The same trick no longer worked on the zombie.

Song Wen raised a hand. A Blood Year tentacle extended from his palm and coiled toward the Withered Corpse Bamboo, as though he intended to uproot the entire bamboo grove.

Roar!

The zombie leaped out of the ground again, its sharp claws viciously raking toward the tentacle.

With a pfft, the tentacle was forcibly severed by its claws.

The severed tentacle abruptly extended and lengthened, wrapping around the zombie's head