Lu Ning thought for a moment and then said, "Let's try again."
Saint Qinglan grinned: "Alright!"
He caught another humanoid creature.
This humanoid creature was relatively short, had a cat-like face, and its eyes were equally cloudy and numb, but its expression was extremely ferocious.
Lu Ning used the same trick as before, first creating a Seed of Flesh and Blood and then throwing it at the cat-faced man.
Just as Lu Ning was about to continue controlling the Seed of Flesh and Blood to enter the cat-faced man's body.
A strong, dim yellow light suddenly burst forth from the cat-faced man's body.
Saint Qinglan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately threw the cat-faced man out.
The light swept across a corner of the Azure Mist Saint's robe, and the corner immediately rotted and turned to ashes.
While the cat-faced man was in the air, he exploded with a deafening roar, and violent, dim yellow light waves surged once more.
This time, Saint Qinglan led everyone in a rapid retreat, dodging the light waves.
When the light waves dissipated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Just when everyone thought it was all over, they suddenly realized something was wrong.
As his gaze swept across the surrounding wilderness, the corpses that had been wandering aimlessly seemed to come alive.
A large number of corpses rushed towards Lu Ning and the others.
Although the corpses did attack them, it was only a stress response after they got too close.
But now, even the furthest corpses they could see seemed to have been activated, rushing towards them from tens of kilometers away.
The vast river of corpses flowed with a dim, yellowish light that almost illuminated the sky.
The expressions of Saint Qinglan and the others changed.
"Damn it! What's going on?! How did so many corpses all come here?" Jerry exclaimed.
An Lan frowned and said, "Perhaps it's because Lu Ning's actions earlier attracted the attention of the being behind this wilderness."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly.
Saint Qinglan immediately asked, "Then what do we do?!"
An Lan thought for a moment and said, "Break through! Head in the direction Lu Ning mentioned earlier! We have no other direction now, only that location is unusual. If we want to get out, we probably have to go that way!"
"Okay! We'll do it your way!"
Saint Qinglan did not hesitate at all.
Because the situation no longer allowed him to hesitate any longer, the nearest corpses had already rushed in front of them.
With a wave of his hand, the Azure Mist Saint cleaved the corpses into pieces.
But the corpses kept coming in from behind.
Lu Ning immediately stepped forward, a scarlet sword appearing in his hand.
A violent power emanated from the crimson sword.
He calmly said, "I'll lead the way!"
Saint Qinglan did not refute. He said, "I'll cover the rear! The rest of you will defend the flanks! An Lan will be in the center of the team!"
The formation was completed in seconds, and everyone rushed towards the direction of the zombie horde, breaking through to the area where the white mist was churning, as Lu Ning had seen.
A dozen seconds later, Lu Ning collided with the horde of zombies.
A sharp, blood-red light flashed in his eyes. The crimson sword hummed, and blood mist gushed out. Tentacles extended from the hilt and grabbed Lu Ning's hands and wrists.
Lu Ning took a deep breath, and the next moment, the crimson sword swept across.
White and blood-red light flowed, and hundreds of meters of sword energy surged forth, quickly touching the corpse at the front.
The corpses growled, their bodies emitting a dim yellow light, and stretched out their hands, trying to block the sword light.
However, the sword light was so sharp that the large number of corpses were cleaved into a bloody mist the moment they made contact.
However, the dim yellow light came into contact with the sword light as it shifted.
The power of death seemed to be a rule; even sword light, upon touching it, was plunged into death.
With each gentle touch, the sword's light gradually dimmed.
Normally, although these corpses have powerful bodies, the strongest of them are no more than the sixth rank. Facing such corpses, Lu Ning's sword light is like cutting tofu, and it is no problem to cut hundreds of meters or even several kilometers.
However, the sword light only traveled a hundred meters before completely dissipating.
Lu Ning remained expressionless, took a step forward, and after rushing dozens of meters, swung his sword again.
Each of his sword strikes could carve out a space in front of him.
This space was where Lu Ning and the others behind him settled down.
With continuous flashes of sword light, the team advanced at an extremely fast pace.
In just a short time, they advanced more than ten kilometers.
As Lu Ning advanced, large numbers of zombie hordes also approached from the flanks and rear.
However, as the corpse approached, it was also destroyed by Yang Yin and the others.
Even if they are powerless to resist, the Azure Mist Saint behind them will step in to help them.
The team navigated the horde of zombies like a small boat.
Having slaughtered countless corpses, Lu Ning watched as the place where the white mist surged drew ever closer.
Just then, the horde of corpses behind them suddenly stopped, as if all the corpses had sensed the danger and dared not move forward.
Lu Ning's path ahead was now empty; the zombie horde had ceased, and the area had once again turned into a desolate wasteland.
Ahead in the wilderness, Lu Ning saw a large river.
On the great river, the murky yellow water rushed and made a gurgling sound.
Before the great river, several figures stood calmly, watching Lu Ning and his group who had broken in.
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