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He slammed his palm towards the earth, and the bright red palm print immediately spread across the forested landscape.

The ground started to boil and crack inexplicably, followed by the sight of mounds of earth rising one after another from the surrounding hills.

The graves were wide open, and the corpses crawled out on their own, emitting an unpleasant sound akin to chewing food!

Zhu Minglang looked around and found that there were many hidden graves scattered throughout the woods.

No wonder the enemy hadn’t kept them in the village but had chosen to make their move here.

This desolate mountain range was a graveyard where they could summon enough corpses!

Compared to the living corpses they had seen in the village, the ones emerging from the graves here were far more terrifying—mostly rotten bodies, mostly just skeletal remains. However, their pupils still emitted a vile, green light, full of malice and venom, as if they were eager to bite all living things to death!

Method of Controlling the Dead!

This old chieftain was determined to bury them here; perhaps their bones would also become puppet spirits for the villagers after they died violently!

Behind them were the corpses that crawled out of the graves.

In the front, Song Luo was summoning something, his eyes turning a bat-like dark red.

With a long howl, the mountains and forests seemed to surge with a black tide, engulfing everything in its path, coming with terrifying force!

Mourning Dragons!!

The Mourning Dragon Army attacked from the forests ahead!

Zhu Minglang had speculated before that the Mourning Dragons might be commanded by someone. He had suspected the target was the Yin Spirit Necromancer girl, Mistress Ruoshuo, but now he had a sudden realization.

Indeed, someone was manipulating them, and it was not the Yin Spirit Necromancer girl but Song Luo from their group!

Between the horde of corpses and the Mourning Dragons, the desolate mountain range was teeming with evil Qi. Zhu Minglang didn’t dare hesitate, and as the corpses and Mourning Dragons gathered, he called out his four dragons!

“Qing Zhuo, have a Demon Fruit.” Zhu Minglang offered the Demon Awakening Fruit to the Divine Green Holy Dragon.

As soon as the fruit was consumed, tremendous Demonic Qi surged from the Divine Green Holy Dragon, casting a shadow of a Demon Dragon on its green sacred wings, while thick Demonic Qi solidified over its skin, resembling a suit of demon armor.

“You go handle those Mourning Dragons,” Zhu Minglang said.

The Divine Green Holy Dragon, with holy light and demon shadow coexisting on its body, spread its wings of contrasting hues and flew across the forest canopy. The vegetation growing in the soil was expanding at a visible rate.

Trees ripped from the ground and vines covered the sky; Demon Vines and Divine Trees intertwined to form a massive jungle fortress, blocking the path of the incoming Mourning Dragons.

Mourning Dragons were cunning and agile, trying to squeeze through gaps in the jungle fortress, but the Demon Vines within acted like living things, striking swiftly to entangle the intruding Mourning Dragons. Subsequently, these Mourning Dragons were devoured as if by some demon, leaving no trace of even bone splinters behind.

Demon Forest!

The jungle fortress created by the Divine Green Holy Dragon was clearly a demon forest, and even creatures as insidious as the Mourning Dragons had a hard time walking out alive from these woods.

“Ugh!!!!”

The corpses unable to crawl out of their graves emitted an extremely unpleasant scream.

Zhu Minglang would rather have directly confronted these undead from the graves in the village, so he wouldn’t have to witness their ugly, rotting, disgusting appearance. The dead villagers in the village were well-maintained; at first glance, they looked no different from the living, and even prompted praise for the village girls’ fair skin and beauty…

Of course, on closer thought, that was nothing but the pallor of death!

“Freeze them,” Zhu Minglang wanted no part of these disgusting things coming close.

Fang Niannian had already fainted from fright. She had thought there were no ghosts in this world, but the sight of corpses and ghosts scattered all around made it likely hard for her to sleep in the future.

Hu Bailing was holding her, while her Giant Elephant Dragon was roaring again and again.

Zhu Minglang hadn’t planned on letting Hu Bailing join the fight; he needed someone to protect Fang Niannian and Li Xinghua, who had little combat ability.

To deal with these lowly corpses and ghosts, Zhu Minglang was enough on his own.

The Ice Morning White Dragon also possessed its own special domain, which was the Frost of the Ice Sky.

The cold breath of frost was spreading quickly, and under the moonlight, one could see a large expanse of silver-white, enveloping the area around the grave mounds.

As the corpses and ghosts drew near, they would be covered with the Frost of the Ice Sky, and this frost would take away the life force of any creature…

Did the undead possess life force?

Clearly, they did; this force actually flowed through their bodies like blood, in the form of Dead River Water.

With this unique Dead River Water, the bodies of the undead could not only be preserved for a long time but also gained immense brute strength, making them as powerful as wild beasts and posing a great threat to any living creature.

The Ice Morning White Dragon’s Frost of the Ice Sky was depleting this Dead River Water, and one could see the corpses and ghosts, which were as fast and strong as tiger leopards, slowly stiffening and gradually withering!

Of course, there were some corpses and ghosts that were unaffected. They charged up, their bodies like steel and iron, their flesh and skin solid as rock. They roared and crashed into the Ice Morning White Dragon, which thrust its tail to pierce their hearts, yet these mighty undead remained unharmed!

“Whoosh”

The Ice Morning White Dragon took to the skies, spiraling in the air. It spread its ice-white feathers all across the sky and spewed Dragon Breath down to the ground!!

It was like a swath of gentle moonlight hitting the vast wilds, but this Dragon Breath possessed a terrifying freezing power. One could see flowers, grass, and trees instantly turning into ice, mountains and rocks forming thick layers of ice, and groups of ferocious undead turning into ice statues, completely immobile!

The moonlight was chilly and desolate; the forest transformed into a cold, deathly silent place. The Ice Morning White Dragon’s breath was extremely domineering, sparing none of the rotting corpses or ferocious undead!

“Whoosh!!”

With a gentle flap of its wings, the Ice Morning White Dragon stirred up a cold breeze.

This cold wind swept over the flowers, grass, trees, and the ice sculptures of the corpses and ghosts, quickly causing all objects to rise, turning into white sand crystals in the air, and all drifting toward distant places.

For a moment, the woodland became unprecedentedly clean!

Elder Song Xunshan’s face turned ashen; although he had already learned of the opponent’s approximate strength from Song Luo.

But he hadn’t expected his undead to be as ineffectual as straw soldiers before the Ice Morning White Dragon!