Ying Gou personally took action, twisting the life forms of the Demon Race one by one and turning them all into members of the Zombie Clan.
More than three hundred demons still looked alive and well.
But upon closer inspection, deathly aura already clung to their bodies.
Ying Gou took a deep breath, drawing all the deathly aura drifting between heaven and earth back into his body. Then, with the many Zombie Clan members, dozens of skeletons, and zombies in tow, he walked toward Zhang Yang.
"Brother, it's done!" Ying Gou said to Zhang Yang with a smile. "Should we take care of those people from the Immortal Realm too?"
To be honest, seeing Ying Gou approach with so many zombies made Zhang Yang tense as well.
This power was far too terrifying.
But he had the Immortal-Refining Cauldron, the Purple Firmament Divine Lightning, and Time Power.
Though tense, he was not afraid.
"Big Brother, congratulations!" Zhang Yang said solemnly as he looked at Ying Gou. "You can twist other life forms into members of your clan and command the dead, rather than simply walking the path of drinking blood and eating people. This is the path of zombies I had in mind!
Congratulations. You truly have become the Zombie Ancestor I imagined!"
He was also steering Ying Gou's path away from the road of blood-drinking.
"Hahaha!" Ying Gou burst into laughter.
He had proven that his conjecture was indeed viable.
Of course, Zhang Yang's help had also been indispensable.
While the two were still speaking, two streams of Merit suddenly descended.
One fell upon Zhang Yang, and the other upon Ying Gou.
Everyone present was stunned.
What was going on?
It was still understandable for Zhang Yang to receive Merit. After all, he was involved in too many matters;