"All right, quiet down and listen carefully."
At Mo Xie's words, everyone fell silent and listened closely to their surroundings.
Sure enough, while the sky was still gray, the soil beneath their feet, mixed with fine white sand, began to shift. Strange creaking sounds rose from underground, as though something was about to break through the earth.
"Hurry, eat the gray garlic!"
Seeing this, Shorty swallowed nervously and urged them with a grave expression.
No one hesitated. They gulped down the gray garlic, its taste beyond description. None of them wanted to be surrounded by the undead.
Even Mo Fan swallowed the foul-tasting gray garlic, clamping a hand over his mouth to keep himself from throwing up.
"Liu Xian, we don't need to eat it. Just pretend."
Mo Xie covered his mouth and quietly put his gray garlic away, speaking to Liu Xian in a low voice.
"Mm."
Liu Xian nodded and secretly put away her gray garlic, pretending she had eaten it.
Neither of them needed gray garlic. Liu Xian belonged to the Blood Clan, so the undead would not attack her, while Mo Xie had the Qilin Pendant concealing his presence, preventing the undead from detecting the aura of a living person.
Just then, a stark white bone claw emerged from a patch of earth ahead. It dug deep into the soil, bracing its body as it climbed out of the ground.
Before long, a rotting corpse covered in white maggots emerged, its hollow eyes and jaw hanging loose. It was a horrifying, grotesque sight!
Perhaps because everyone had eaten their gray garlic in time, few undead creatures climbed out of the ground in this area. They wandered aimlessly nearby, searching for the fleeting scent of the living they had sensed earlier.
One of the undead creatures happened