After a long moment, a dark figure shot out from the Boiling Pot Spring Water.
Its humanoid body stood over ten feet tall and was charred from head to toe. Black blood and pus oozed from its festering flesh. Its green, fanged face was contorted with surging fury as it glared with ghostly green eyes at the cultivator who had disturbed its slumber, hungry for the kill.
On the bank, Lü Zhong had been waiting for a long time.
He stepped forward, the ground cracking like a spiderweb beneath his foot, and forcefully hurled the Entropy Light Spear.
With a SIZZLE, the golden Light Spear formed from Yang Qi pierced through the corpse's supposedly iron-hard skin, igniting the Corpse Qi overflowing from its body like a torch.
But soon, with a roar from the corpse, the burning Golden Flame was extinguished.
Seeing this, the corner of Lü Zhong's eye twitched.
'It's actually an Armored Corpse!'
