"This is bad. The Thousand-mile White Jade Sword is a one-time-use Magical Treasure. The moment its white light vanishes, its Essence will be completely consumed," Guu Hongxiu said, her slender brows furrowing as she watched.
The moment their speed slowed, Wen Qingye could feel the Flying Corpse behind them rapidly closing in.
"What do we do?" Wan'Er's face instantly paled. Feeling the Flying Corpse's malevolent aura, her voice began to tremble.
Guu Hongxiu said calmly, "Let's just hold on a little longer. Vile creatures like Zombies have always been something we are sworn to eliminate. If an expert discovers it, they will surely slay it. All we need to do now is buy some time."
Guu Hongxiu wasn't wrong. Historically, the discovery of such an evil creature would trigger a relentless hunt, because once a Zombie reached the realm of a Drought Fiend, it would be a terrifying disaster for the entire Eastern Profound Domain.
