Reinforcements Without Soldiers

After seeing Bai Xing off, Shen Luo continued to channel the Spirit-Linking Demon-Commanding Art. The water cave suddenly swelled to twice its size, and a cloud of faintly red demonic energy surged out.

Splash!

A tall figure leaped out. It shook the water from its body, revealing a formidable Shrimp Soldier nearly ten feet tall, clad in dark red scale armor. Its red-and-white antennae were thick, and it held a massive black axe the size of a millstone in each hand.

This was the Soul Condensation Stage Shrimp Soldier he had recently subdued. Powerful demonic energy swirled around it; it had already reached the Late Soul Condensation Stage.

"Fellow Daoist Er Zhuang, sorry for the trouble, but I'll need your help this time," Shen Luo said.

The formidable Shrimp Soldier nodded, but before it could speak, countless zombies swarmed toward them, bringing a foul wind with them.

Shen Luo flipped his hand and drew the Azure Short Axe, ready to strike. But Er Zhuang had already darted forward and swung an axe through the air.

Two sharp whooshes rang out. A pair of axe-shaped shadows, each as large as a door, shot through the air and flew more than a dozen yards before fading.

Every zombie in their path was cleaved in two.

The Shrimp Soldier swung its axes again and again, sending axe-shaped shadows bursting forth until they swept across the entire street.

The zombies were all cut in half and sent whirling away like fallen leaves. The Shrimp Soldier had almost single-handedly held back every zombie on the street.

A trace of satisfaction flashed through Shen Luo's eyes.

Er Zhuang seemed even stronger than he had imagined. It should be able to handle things here.

He leaped toward another nearby street that had no cultivator guarding it. A