Ever since the black-furred zombie had awakened last time, it had not gone back to sleep. It had been waiting for these people to arrive.
Yet they had long passed the time when they should have come. It had nearly entered slumber once more when they finally appeared.
They still spent many days waiting for the other powerful corpse ghosts to awaken. Only after gathering together did they join forces and begin casting their spells.
They released countless corpsewater bugs. These insects attacked every living creature except corpse ghosts, and once they burrowed into the corpse ghosts' bodies, they greatly stimulated them as well.
They could cause those corpse ghosts' strength to multiply in a short time. This was also one of the terrifying methods they had cultivated.
They believed that even if powerful human cultivators were inside, once the corpsewater bugs blanketed the heavens and the mutated corpse ghosts went mad, those people would likely exhaust themselves to death in the end.
So what if these people were poison cultivators? After being bitten by so many corpsewater bugs, they would inevitably show some symptoms.
As long as their movements slowed even slightly, under the corpse ghosts' suicidal attacks, more and more openings would appear until they were reduced to a pool of corpsewater...
With a cold snort from the black-furred zombie, the hard, coarse fur covering its body suddenly began to grow wildly.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding world was filled with that thick, rigid black fur, yet it did not affect the other two corpse ghosts at all.
Instead, they used the coarse fur as a defense. Their own bodies seemed to have been coated in slick oil as they continually darted out from within it to attack.
With this, Qin Mo and Jun Ze