The Third Elder moved like lightning, his speed exceeding all expectations.
His figure left afterimages in the air, as if time itself slowed down before him.
In the blink of an eye, he pierced through the thick white mist like a bolt of lightning, as if breaking free from another world.
Once they escaped that mysterious and dangerous area of white mist, a strange sense of confidence welled up in the Third Elder's heart.
He knew that beyond this white mist lay his territory, where his power would be unleashed to its fullest extent.
The legendary Corpse Dragon, though incredibly powerful, seemed to be trapped within the gray mist, unable to cross that invisible boundary to threaten him.
"Damn it, what are these things? Why are they so powerful among those of the same cultivation level?" The Third Elder cursed inwardly, but a solemn expression appeared on his face.
It should be noted that each of these powerful individuals resurrected by Ye Changge was a top performer in their respective realms, possessing strength that was virtually unmatched.
However, today, amidst this gray fog, he encountered an unprecedented setback.
This was undoubtedly a great humiliation for the Third Elder.
He had fought countless battles throughout his life; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Thinking of this, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.
"Third Elder, how are you? Are you alright?" Just then, a calm and deep voice rang in his ears.
The Third Elder was slightly taken aback and turned to look. He saw the King of the Sea of Death looking at him calmly, as if he had already anticipated everything that had just happened.
Upon hearing this, the Third Elder took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and then said in a deep voice, "I encountered a Corpse Dragon. It was very strong, and I was no match for it." As he spoke, an extremely solemn expression appeared on his face, as if he were recalling the thrilling battle he had just fought.
Upon hearing this, the King of the Sea of Death actually laughed, a laugh tinged with disbelief and surprise.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in his long life.
He knew the power of the Human Race, but he never expected that there would be such a powerful being in this gray fog, even a strong person like the Third Elder was no match for it.
"What exactly is going on? Explain in detail," the King of the Sea of Death asked hastily, finding the situation utterly unbelievable.
The Third Elder nodded and then gave a general overview of the situation after entering the gray fog.
He described the power and terror of the Corpse Dragon, and how he was easily defeated by it.
Upon hearing this, the King of the Sea of Death was completely stunned.
He muttered to himself, "What? Mere corpses? Could it be that they have drawn upon the boundless power within the gray mist?" Although his voice was soft, the Third Elder heard him clearly.
"Damn it, no wonder I couldn't beat them, it turns out they were empowered by the white mist!" The Third Elder suddenly realized, he finally understood why he had been defeated so easily.
That Invincible power, without the added power of the white mist, would certainly not be a match for me.
Looking back now, he finally understands completely.
"They deserve to die! How dare they bully Laozi like this!" The Third Elder cursed angrily, his heart filled with resentment and rage.
"What if our disciples are also abused? No, what if they are in danger?" The Third Elder suddenly realized something and said with a solemn expression.
He knew the strength of his disciples well; if they encountered a being like the Corpse Dragon, their chances of survival would be slim.
Thinking of this, the Third Elder quickly turned around and re-entered the white mist that the disciples had entered.
He was extremely anxious, fearing that something might happen to his disciples.
Soon, they discovered many seriously injured disciples lying on the ground, their breaths weak, clearly having suffered a significant blow.
"Fortunately, the young master's methods are extraordinary, otherwise we would have made a grave mistake." The Third Elder secretly rejoiced, knowing that if it weren't for the young master's extraordinary abilities, these disciples would probably already be in grave danger.
He checked on the severely injured disciples and found that if they were attacked by zombies again, they would be automatically teleported away.