Eight coffins, eighty-one zombies, in just a few minutes, were refined by Zi Liyuan, becoming his slaves.
Through Spirit control, these zombies' Spiritual Wisdom was extremely simple, with only a primal thirst for blood.
In other words, these zombies might be Fourth tier Lord Bosses, but each one is just driven by instinct, all in a state of idiocy.
"Sure enough, no matter how powerful they get, zombies are not suited for tactics."
Shaking his head, Zi Liyuan drove the Law Chains of Death, immediately releasing the constraints on the eighty-one coffins, and directly using these chains to open the lids.
Eighty-one zombies stood up in unison, twisting uniformly to look in the direction of Zi Liyuan standing by the Blood Lake shore.
"Without spiritual intelligence, relying entirely on instinct in battle, if left unchecked, they might not differentiate friend from foe, quite useless; might as well hand them over to the Wraith Mage Emperor for control."
