Two minutes later, Jun Wangchen had carried Mo Duoduo past a massive horde of corpses and reached a relatively safe area.
Even so, several mutated corpses had caught up with them.
"In that case, I'll have to kill them with soul power." Holding Mo Duoduo, Jun Wangchen unleashed a torrent of soul power from his soul sea, forming several blades that silently pierced the mutated corpses' heads.
With a series of wet thuds, the pursuing mutated corpses swayed and dropped dead.
The entire process took less than three seconds.
Once he confirmed that no more corpses were following, Jun Wangchen carried Mo Duoduo over to a tree.
"Whew!"
Jun Wangchen set Mo Duoduo down and leaned against the trunk, panting heavily and looking utterly bedraggled.
Honestly, avoiding that horde of corpses had consumed nearly three-fifths of his soul power along the way. It had taken a considerable amount of effort.
Were all the damn corpses in this Forest of Death on drugs?
Fuck, every last one was like a dead pig at rest and a crazed rabbit in motion! Once they went berserk, they attacked anything and anyone. If I weren't so handsome, so capable, so universally adored that even flowers bloomed at the sight of me, I'd probably be a dish on their menu by now!
"Jun, did... did we get away?" Mo Duoduo looked behind her. Seeing no corpses, her eyes filled with disbelief, as though she could hardly accept it.
Escaping alive after being surrounded by a horde of corpses was nothing short of a miracle!
Jun Wangchen sighed. "If we hadn't, you wouldn't be standing here talking. You'd be lying on your back with your eyes rolled up like a dead fish."
"Uh... what kind of comparison is that? Still, you really are amazing, Jun. You