The Kunlun Secret Realm.
Somewhere.
Zhao Fangfei darted out of a mountain forest and sped into the distance.
She looked rather bedraggled, her face pale, with a claw mark on her shoulder where gray wisps swirled.
"Damn it, this Corpse Devil Lineage haunts me like a lingering ghost. How long have they been hunting me? They still won't let up."
"The Demonic Dao really does hunger for our Hundred Charms Lineage."
Zhao Fangfei thought, her gaze icy.
Whoosh, whoosh...
Behind her.
Several figures charged out of the mountain forest, pursuing her relentlessly.
Their faces were pale, their expressions stiff, and their eyes utterly unchanging. Wisps of gray aura swirled around them.
A cold, deathly stillness spread outward.
They had no trace of living vitality.
Or rather, they were not alive at all.
They were zombies!
Behind those zombies stood a young man holding a bronze bell, his gaze cold.
This young man was the successor of the Demonic Dao's Corpse Devil Lineage.
Those zombies were his creations.
Zhao Fangfei looked at the zombies pursuing her relentlessly, her eyes turning cold, but she did not turn to fight.
The Corpse Devil Lineage's successor had more than just these zombies. If she became entangled with them, she would probably have no chance to escape.
"Damn it."
Zhao Fangfei cursed under her breath and fled headlong.
Still, something felt strange to her.
Over the past few days, she had been trapped deep within zombie encirclements several times, and the Corpse Devil Lineage's successor had had several chances to kill her.
Yet she had not died.
She had even broken through the encirclements repeatedly.
What exactly did he want?
Zhao Fangfei was puzzled, but with her life hanging in the balance, she could not think that much about it. She could only fight as