With the influx of immortal energy, the Yin-Yang power on Cui Laodao's formation surged dramatically, expanding to a hundred feet in area, instantly clearing out a large portion of the densely packed zombies in front of him.
So Yang Cheng was surprised to find that he seemed to no longer need to take action, as Cui Laodao and Han Yu were cooperating perfectly.
If it were Yang Cheng, the supernatural powers and secret techniques he possessed would all be those with extremely strong explosive power, such as the Blood Fiend God Monarch Dharma Image.
However, using this secret technique would consume too much of Yang Cheng's energy, making it too wasteful to use it to clear out small monsters.
If he doesn't use his physical strength, Yang Cheng will have to rely on his physical strength to kill these zombies. Although it's still an instant kill, the efficiency is too low.
As the group moved forward, the formation continued to crush them all in their path.
It leaves behind endless pieces of flesh wherever it goes, making people feel as if they are in a bloody hell, which is very uncomfortable.
When Cui Laodao saw the pieces of flesh on the ground, he grinned and said, "These things are not dead. Even if we grind them all into pieces, these pieces of flesh will sink back into the corpse-raising ground and, after being nourished by the yin energy, will turn into zombies again. It's an endless cycle."
Unless a powerful fire-attribute secret technique is used to burn it to ashes, the energy expenditure would be unbearable for anyone.
Just then, the thick fog dissipated, but what followed was a gloomy darkness.
The zombies began to retreat upon contact with the darkness, as if they had seen something incredibly terrifying.
At this moment, a somber yet stirring suona sound rang out, followed by a series of loud noises from the darkness, as if some enormous being was approaching.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines and looked up to see two terrifying giant beasts emerging from the darkness.
The behemoth was pieced together from countless broken pieces of flesh, resembling a giant lizard crawling on the ground. Its head was all white bone, with only its eyes bloodshot. Occasionally, it would stick out its huge, bloodshot, tentacle-like tongue and flick it up and down.
This skeletal behemoth was over ten zhang long, with no hind limbs, only two thick forelimbs to climb forward.
The two colossal beasts had chains around their necks and were dragging a cart made entirely of bones behind them.
Beside them were two groups of pale-faced zombies dressed in bright red robes, playing eerie and stirring music as they walked towards Yang Cheng and his companions in the darkness.
"The Corpse King is here!"
Han Yu said in a low voice, his immortal spiritual power already spreading out.
From the massive frame emerged a black, withered hand, as if it were nothing but skin. It pulled open a curtain woven from human heads, revealing a grotesque face covered in dry, wrinkled skin, resembling a grayish-white human skin covered by a skull.
The Corpse King's body protruded from the carriage frame, its entire body several meters tall, its skin grayish-white, clad in bone armor, and wielding a huge bone staff, one side a hammer and the other a crescent shovel.
The Corpse King's eyes glowed with an unusual scarlet light as it looked at Yang Cheng and the other two, letting out an angry roar, its eyes also gleaming with greed.
It could sense that Yang Cheng and Han Yu possessed powerful qi and blood energy, and that its cultivation would greatly increase after consuming them.
As for that old man with some kidney deficiency, he could be a nice side dish, though.
"Old Taoist, Han Yu, cover for me!"
As soon as Yang Cheng finished speaking, a dazzling stream of light emanated from his entire body, heading straight for the Corpse King.
Seeing that this human dared to attack him, the Corpse King roared and his eyes flashed with a scarlet light. He suddenly slashed at Yang Cheng with the crescent shovel in his hand!
The bloodthirsty power surged wildly on the Soul-Severing Spear, and Yang Cheng also pushed the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to its limit.
With immense force resisting the crescent shovel, Yang Cheng roared and actually forced the Corpse King to retreat half a step!
Han Yu stared at Yang Cheng in disbelief.
"How did Yang Cheng become so powerful? What exactly did he experience in these past few reincarnations?"
Han Yu knew that realm was not the same as strength.
With the care of the Great Emperor of the North Pole, the worlds he experienced in the cycle of reincarnation were all carefully selected, so it is not surprising that he was able to step into the Six Harmonies Realm.
However, Yang Cheng's combat power is now far beyond his level, even greater than it was in the world of Ghost in Hong Kong.
Old Master Cui had already witnessed Yang Cheng's cultivation level and strength, so he was not surprised at this time. Instead, he said proudly, "Our young master Yang is no ordinary person. From the first moment I saw him, I knew that this golden carp was no ordinary fish."
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