The corpse qi from the zombies in the underground palace had accumulated over the years, and their murderous nature hadn't diminished with time.
On the contrary, the accumulated malice made them even more frenzied.
Someone finally entered here, and they all awakened, wanting to feast on this fresh flesh.
"Hah!" In unison with heavy footsteps, the zombie soldiers shouted as they attacked Ye Tian wave after wave. The ground trembled constantly under the stomp of these zombie soldiers, with a strange rhythm that made one feel very uncomfortable.
Even Song Yifei, clutching the jade shield Ye Tian had given her, couldn't help but retreat step after step, her face as pale as paper.
Yang Lengmian was even worse off, without any protection, he couldn't help it any longer and spat a mouthful of fresh blood. He collapsed on the ground, unsure if he was alive or dead.
