Bai Yifan roared and raised his sword to slash at the head of the zombie king, Li Muchen.

This time, the unsharpened bronze sword looked chillingly sharp; if it were to fall on the head of the zombie king Li Muchen, it could easily slice his head open.

Zombie King Li Muchen didn't care about saving face anymore; he rolled on the spot and dodged away.

The bronze sword cut a deep trench in the ground, embedding itself several inches into the earth.

Zombie King Li Muchen narrowed his eyes, then suddenly looked at Zhang Yiming.

Zombies have an extremely keen sense of smell and hearing, and he clearly heard what Bai Xizhu and Zhang Yiming were talking about.

It was Zhang Yiming who was suppressing the zombie horde.

In a flash, he realized a possibility.

This means that Zhang Yiming is the zombie king, and his brainwaves are superior to his own.

In addition, there are Bai Xizhu and Leng Yebai, two high-level superhumans.

Zombie King Li Muchen quickly realized that he had absolutely no chance of winning.

Zombie King Li Muchen, disregarding the mud on his body and abandoning his previous arrogant demeanor, suddenly lunged towards Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming and Leng Yebai simultaneously stood in front of Bai Xizhu.

Zombie King Li Muchen sensed the overwhelming pressure coming towards him.

One is the pressure from human superhumans.

One was the oppressive aura emanating from the zombies, and the other was the familiar brainwaves.

"I am willing to follow you, my king, and serve as your subordinate!"

Zombie King Li Muchen gritted his teeth, knelt down on the ground in front of Zhang Yiming, and threw his face in the mirror.

"Giving up when you can't win is a disgrace to zombies!"

Bai Yifan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the zombie king Li Muchen kneeling on the ground.

Great, great! He doesn't have to fight the zombie king anymore, that scared me to death!

I'm so scared!

On the surface, I felt regretful, but inside I felt a great sense of relief.

When it's time to put on an act, you still have to do it.

Zhang Yiming looked down at the zombie king, Li Muchen.

Zombie King Li Muchen's fingers tightened slightly; it wasn't a genuine surrender, but rather a forced act.

Zhang Yiming gave a nonchalant smile, his eyes darkening slightly.

Next, Zombie King Li Muchen experienced what true despair was...

A wave of frenzied and ruthless brainwaves washed over him, instantly shattering his proud brainwaves into dust.

Faced with Zhang Yiming, the zombie king Li Muchen had no will to resist, like a mayfly in the vast universe.

A wave of despair from the depths of my soul surged up, and at the same time, an immense sense of awe welled up within me.

This is his emperor.