The commotion caused by the Iron Zombie was enormous. Zhang Yuan could not possibly ignore its presence.
But this big fellow was clearly no pushover, on a completely different level from ordinary zombies.
And it even had a weapon!
So at the beginning, he did not rashly approach this boss-level monster.
While clearing out zombies, Zhang Yuan quietly circled around behind the Iron Zombie.
He searched for its weakness.
It was not until the Iron Zombie suddenly went berserk and turned its attacks toward the saber formation formed by the Wrathful Whale Disciples—
—that the situation on the battlefield abruptly became perilous.
Only then did he decide to act.
The Iron Zombie was enormous, more than four chi taller than Zhang Yuan.
Unlike ordinary shriveled zombies, this thing had muscles wrapping its bones throughout its body and limbs. Beneath its lead-gray skin, it looked as though it had been cast from steel.
Its defensive power was easy to imagine.
In a short time, Zhang Yuan had no way of finding its weak point.
The Iron Zombie's neck was as thick as its head, and the back of its neck bulged high, as though it were inlaid with a thick layer of armor.
To behead it, Zhang Yuan would have to leap high into the air and slash down with all his might.
Even with Fourfold Strength, he had no confidence that he could succeed.
And there was not a single gap to exploit on the Iron Zombie's back, buttocks, or limbs.
Even its chrysanthemum was sealed shut!
The saber's Thousand-Year Kill had nowhere to strike. Zhang Yuan could only continue downward, setting his sights on the Iron Zombie's knee pits.
The knee pit was the hollow behind the knee.
He had noticed that whenever the Iron Zombie stepped forward, two