Those roots were burrowing into his skin.
Into his muscles.
Into his bones.
The Zombie King was howling.
There was no longer any threat in that sound, nor any anger.
Only fear.
Pure fear, the fear of prey.
The Zombie King was being assimilated by that mass of flesh.
The sight reminded Yang Yong of the Corpse Mass Monster he had encountered before.
Any creature it touched would be assimilated into part of itself.
Become part of it.
Forever become part of it.
In an instant, Yang Yong instinctively wanted to summon the Nine Nether Yuanchen White Bone Ring.
But this time, the Nine Nether Yuanchen White Bone Ring remained dormant.
The Zombie King Heart had not been fully digested yet, so he could not use it for now.
Yang Yong found that very strange, too.
Could a complete Zombie King Heart have some special effect?
Previously, even after swallowing part of the Corpse Mass Monster, it had only been weakened for a few days.
Just then.
Cao Xianming suddenly shouted, "So that's it!"
Yang Yong immediately turned to Cao Xianming and asked, "What is it?"
Cao Xianming wasted no words and went straight to his conclusion. "We need to save the City Lord."
Yang Yong froze.
He turned to look at that mountain-sized mass of flesh.
Just looking at that thing made his scalp crawl.
It was a horror beyond human comprehension.
It was not a Zombie, not an Eerie, nor any kind of monster Yang Yong had ever seen.
It was something...
More ancient, more sinister.
And now Cao Xianming was telling him they needed to save it?
"Us? We're the size of ants in his eyes. We're supposed to save him?"
Disbelief filled Yang Yong's voice. "Have you lost your mind? Or have I?"
Seeing Yang Yong