On Li Xuanzu's side, they sped up early, releasing hundreds of blood servants that had fused with a drop of essence blood and were at the third level of combat power. In less than two hours, all the second-level and higher zombies in Duan City disappeared without a trace.

Countless spirit cores, enveloped in blood, drifted in from all directions. The lower-grade spirit cores were all absorbed, leaving only the stronger second- and third-grade spirit cores.

"I'm too lazy to waste time. Old Huang just called. The Koreans are desperate and might launch a large-scale war against North Korea. Let's go back first." Li Xuanzu said after confirming that the last blood servant had returned to his body as blood.

Even if Ouyang Ningxue was usually calm, she could not hide the shock in her eyes after seeing Li Xuanzu's abilities fully unleash.

There are eight Tier 3 zombies inside Duan City. The blood servants sent out by Li Xuanzu are definitely no less than Tier 3 in combat strength, and there is no sign of Li Xuanzu's aura weakening at all.

In other words, unless a level 5 zombie suddenly appears, no one will see him use his full strength. In fact, no one is qualified to make him use his full strength.

This involves the combined efforts of two nations. If Li Xuanzu were to slowly absorb the blood on his own, he might become very strong for a short time, but it would be unrealistic for him to develop in the long run. The most urgent task is to build good relations with all the countries.

We shouldn't push people too far.

But for a people like those from South Korea, whose nature is inherently flawed, Li Xuanzu had no reason to keep them around.

It's like having three potted plants. You cut a little bit every day to cook vegetables, but the vines from one of the plants have started to climb onto the other two and absorb their nutrients. Rather than leaving this problem, it's better to cut it off completely and ensure that the other plants grow strong.

The three of them got back into the car, the trunk of which was filled with spirit cores, and Big Black took control of the vehicle.

They returned to Pyongyang, the capital of North Korea, that evening.

"Let's split these spirit cores in half. We absorbed some on the way. Old Huang already told you about the situation in South Korea, right?" After getting out of the car, Li Xuanzu calmly explained what to do next.

“Mr. Huang Jianshu has already spoken with us in detail. On behalf of the Korean Kingdom, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you and to the Dragon Kingdom once again.” After spending two brief encounters with Li Xuanzu, Jin Zhehao had become familiar with his temperament and simply expressed his thanks, then had the spirit cores counted on the spot.

Soon, the spirit cores were counted. Xian Guo received nine third-tier spirit cores and two thousand eight hundred second-tier spirit cores. Li Xuanzu did not bring back any first-tier spirit cores.

Although the Blood Servant could wrap it up and bring it back, there was no need for that. In any case, with high-level combat power, the Xian Kingdom was fully capable of self-sufficiency. Some first-tier spirit cores were nothing to be astounded as a fortune.

Jin Zhehao didn't mince words and immediately summoned nine second-tier psionic soldiers in military uniforms.

They acted in perfect unison, maintaining their disciplined habits even in the apocalypse.

Jin Zhehao solemnly handed the nine third-tier spirit cores to them one by one, speaking in Korean with respect in his eyes.

The soldiers' eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"We will certainly live up to the commander's high expectations!" The nine men shouted this at the same time, as if they had agreed beforehand.

"With a formidable enemy at hand, may you all follow the path of military fortune!" Jin Zhehao said, then took a bowl of wine from somewhere and drank it all in one gulp.

In fact, Kim Cheol-ho is very popular in the country. There are not many soldiers left in the country, but they are absolutely loyal to him. He himself is only a first-level psychic, and the soldiers under his command are all stronger than him, but he is still able to hold his position.

"The Korean nation needs leaders, but leaders don't need spiritual cores or power. They are all my brothers and my people. When they become strong, I become strong too." These are Kim Cheol-ho's original words, and what he did truly deserved the love and respect others had for him.

Even when the apocalypse arrived, they did not abandon the masses. Despite their own lack of strength, they still dared to be the first to charge when zombies attacked the city. At that time, there were not many second-tier zombies.

Seeing the thrilling scene before him, Fu Yu couldn't help but grip Li Xuanzu's clothes tightly.

"Auntie, please help them. If you can't, let me go. Those people from South Korea are really annoying," Fu Yu said softly.

There was no coercion; I simply spoke these words in accordance with the goodness in my heart.

"Yes, but they've already reached this point, I can't very well go up and interrupt them now, can I?" Although Li Xuanzu didn't like wasting time helping others, he greatly admired this spirit.

This is not contradictory; he can appreciate the noble qualities that others possess but does not have, and he will not be offended by them.