As Yang Shi One's voice fell silent.
In the last row of Ten-Thousand Corpse War Tombs, a great many Zombie Kings opened their eyes at once.
"Yes, Marshal!"
"We guarantee we will complete the mission!"
"For our god! For the Divine Kingdom!"
Since Yang Fan's strategic objective was not to breach the enemy's Divine Kingdom Core in a short time, Yang Shi One was in no hurry.
At that moment, the Ten-Thousand Corpse War Tombs were more like slow-moving transport vehicles, carrying countless zombie believers steadily toward the core from the outskirts of Ma Huainan's Divine Kingdom.
As they advanced deeper, the situation on the outskirts of the enemy's Divine Kingdom gradually became clear.
Ma Huainan was indeed deeply invested in managing his Divine Kingdom investments.
Even in the outer regions, he had set aside vast areas for cultivating resources.
Plots of low-grade spirit fields had been reclaimed, with quite a few Class C and Class D Spirit Plants growing in them.
There were also some low-grade demonic beast farms.
Clearly, Ma Huainan had not abandoned these seemingly low-profit industries just because he had become a god.
Whenever they passed through one of these areas, a zombie general would emerge from the foremost Ten-Thousand Corpse War Tomb.
The general casually grabbed an ordinary zombie and stuffed a Corpse Core into its mouth.
Then the general tossed it straight into the spirit fields or farming areas below.
This was the lowest-cost method of infection Yang Shi One had selected after running the calculations.
If a Corpse Core was exposed directly to the air, the corpse poison within it would dissipate rapidly, powerful though it was.
But if an ordinary zombie swallowed it, the corpse poison would spread slowly as the zombie moved.
These mindless zombies would instinctively approach areas containing signs