It seemed Qin Yang's powerful aura had been sensed.
The gloomy, deathly Chaos Burial Ground began to emit strange disturbances without end.
Squelch~~~
Under the horrified gazes of Li Baling and the others, rotten arms stretched one after another from the soil.
"Ahhh~~~"
They were accompanied by bone-chilling howls.
Terrifying corpses clawed their way out of the earth.
Most of these corpses were horribly mutilated, their faces rotted away and crawling with maggots.
They had all been harmed by the Chaos Burial Ground.
Nearby villagers, hunters, herb gatherers, or travelers merely passing through this stretch of forest.
Their souls had been trapped here forever, never to find release.
"Ahhh!!!"
The rotting corpses howled at Qin Yang, steeped in venomous malice.
Li Baling's legs went weak with fright.
Even a seasoned Jianghu veteran like Qian Hai clenched his hands tightly, extraordinarily tense.
Qin Yang rolled his neck and looked at Qin Dongsheng. "Father, we have never fought side by side before, have we?"
"No." Qin Dongsheng smiled.
"Then this time, let us father and son fight side by side and trample this Chaos Burial Ground flat."
Qin Yang said solemnly.
"Good!"
"Let me see how much you have improved these days!"
Qin Dongsheng laughed heartily and drew his long saber.
Qin Yang's own saber had shattered in his battle with Zhou Weichan, so he could only rely on his pair of iron fists.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Father and son roared at the same time, both flashing forward as they charged at the rotting corpses.
Squelch, squelch, squelch~~
Qin Dongsheng's figure darted swiftly as he swung out streaks of sharp saber radiance, fine as raindrops, which swept out continuously and diced the rotting corpses apart.
Compared to Qin Dongsheng, Qin Yang was even more domineering and ferocious.
His blood and vitality boiled throughout