Wang Hao and the others had been holding back their anger for a long time.
Upon hearing that it would have such an effect, they didn't delay at all.
All the soldiers lined up in groups to apply the coating to their weapons.
Wang Hao stood beside Jiang Qingwan, holding a long, blood-stained sword.
"Your Highness, this solar eclipse is not a good omen. What is that old scoundrel Su Weichuan doing in there? It's been so long, has he killed all those concubines and eunuchs?"
Jiang Qingwan looked at the gloomy and oppressive sky.
The entire palace was shrouded in a thick, cold, and dark aura.
Resentment, hatred, longing, and obsession combine to form a demon.
The demonic fetus was screaming in agony.
Struggling, screaming.
The entire ground was emitting a rumbling sound that no one else could hear.
It seemed as if something was about to break through the soil.
"It's too late. All those who have coated their weapons, come with me to the palace first. The rest of you will cover the rear."
She shouted.
Wang Hao was the first to raise his arm and shout.
Li Dou ordered the guards of the Prince's mansion to watch over the large cauldron.
He quickly followed, carrying the already red-hot meteor hammer.
From Xuanwu Gate,
Wang Hao led a vanguard team of more than a dozen men, charging forward and fighting their way through.
Li Dou stood firmly beside Jiang Qingwan, shielding her from all sneak attacks.
Passing through Xuanwu Gate, one arrives at Ganqing Gate.
The number of guards is increasing.
Jiang Qingwan had already seen clearly that those people wearing iron masks had all been refined into zombies by demonic energy.
Fortunately, it was still early; otherwise, even with the medicine applied, weapons wouldn't have been able to harm them.
Jiang Qingwan continuously released defensive formations, doing her best to protect the people charging around her.
However, as the number of Iron-Faced Zombies increased, their progress slowed down.
Jiang Qingwan was calculating the time, her heart burning with anxiety.
"Li Dou, use hidden weapons, quick!"
She simultaneously released several talismans.
Li Dou, already on the same wavelength, swiftly launched his hidden weapons—iron nails coated with medicine and accompanied by talismans—instantly blasting the heads of several iron-faced zombies to pieces.
Brain matter splattered everywhere.
Wang Hao led his men in a counterattack while the momentum was high.
The group pressed on forward once more.
They were about to arrive at the outside of Zhaoyang Palace.
Suddenly, a person descended from the sky.
The powerful demonic energy exploded, instantly sending seven or eight soldiers flying.
They all coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.
Wang Hao was also affected.
He clutched his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his long sword planted firmly on the ground.
"Damn it, what the hell is this now?"
Jiang Qingwan then had time to release the defensive array.
Looking up, I was immediately stunned.
"Yun Xiaoran?"
"What? She's Princess Yun?"
Li Dou and Wang Hao were both stunned.
At this moment, Yun Xiaoran can no longer be called a human being.
Covered in blood, his clothes were tattered.
His once black hair had turned gray.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was as white as snow, his mouth was covered in blood, and he stared at Jiang Qingwan with a ferocious expression.
His voice was hoarse, as if a dull knife were scraping against a stone.
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill Jiang Qingwan!"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hands and lunged at Jiang Qingwan.
It was bounced away by the defensive array again.
He fell straight down, then stood up straight again.
It seems like it won't bend at all.
She tilted her head slightly.
Suddenly, he started to laugh cackling.
"You can't stop me, no one can stop me."
She roared and charged again, this time lying directly outside the defensive formation, her eyes wide open, actually trying to tear the formation apart with her bare hands.
As she exerted her power, the demonic energy around her surged even more violently.
She actually managed to tear a crack in the golden defensive array.
Like a demon, she desperately tried to squeeze her head out of the crack.
The stench of decay emanated from her mouth and nose.
Wang Hao felt a chill run down his spine.
Suddenly, he swung his long sword and slashed fiercely.
There was a loud bang.
The knife seemed to have struck a hard rock, yet the flesh remained completely undamaged.
Wang Hao was startled.
"Your Highness, why isn't it working?"
Jiang Qingwan frowned.
“Yun Xiaoran is different from those iron-faced zombies; she has become a demon.”
"Then...what should we do?"
Wang Hao watched in horror as Yun Xiaoran leaned forward in an extremely bizarre and terrifying posture.
That was like waking up from a night shift and seeing a demon climbing into your bed – it sent chills down your spine.
Yun Xiaoran seemed to know they had no other choice, and her laughter became even more unrestrained and arrogant.
"You all have to die, you all have to die."
Her upper body had already squeezed in, her arms outstretched, and her sharp, black nails reached out to scratch at Jiang Qingwan.
Li Dou slammed the hammer down hard.
It has the same effect as Wang Hao's longsword.
Because of his strength, Yun Xiaoran's arm was shaken by the blow, but it didn't cause her any damage at all.
Li Dou was greatly alarmed.
"Miss, I'll block you, please step back."
He quickly pulled Jiang Qingwan away, trying to get her to leave.
Jiang Qingwan said, "Give me the knife."
Everyone stared at Yun Xiaoran with goosebumps, not understanding what she was saying for a moment.
Jiang Qingwan called out again in a deep voice.
"Wang Hao, give me the knife."
Wang Hao then came to his senses and immediately handed over his long sword.
Jiang Qingwan did not answer.
Instead, he raised his hand, gripped the blade, and slid it downwards sharply.
Wang Hao was so frightened that he almost threw the knife away.
"Your Highness!"
"Miss!"
Li Dou's eyes reddened with anxiety. He immediately tore off his clean inner shirt and hurriedly bandaged Jiang Qingwan's wound.
Jiang Qingwan raised her hand to stop her.
Looking at the wound dripping blood.
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