"Cough... cough cough..."
Accompanied by a hoarse coughing sound.
As Lin Heng anticipated, that king corpse with its monstrously deformed physique slowly crawled up from the pit.
Its zombie body was already somewhat battered and deformed from the pressure of the celestial thunder, with charred skin split open, oozing black blood from time to time.
"Roar!!!"
The king corpse roared, still holding the dignity of a former royal family, but now it carried a trace of madness.
"Filthy daoist!"
"I told you, celestial thunder cannot kill me!"
"Do you think you can kill me?!!!"
The rolling sound waves, like a fierce wind, blew heaps of dust and vegetation into the air. The deafening roar forced those Spirit Suppression Bureau members, already afflicted by corpse poison, to cough up blood.
And the citizens who had been evacuated miles away were all terrified upon hearing this bone-chilling roar.
