The roars of withered corpses rapidly approached. The thunderous rumbling was sufficient proof of just how many there were. Qin Yu’s complexion immediately paled.

When it rains, it pours…there was the decayed corpse waiting outside and a storm of withered corpses within. In just a moment, he was placed in a desperate situation with nowhere to go.

Bang –

At the end of his line of sight, several houses loudly broke apart, instantly smashed into pieces by withered corpses. They cried in excitement and started racing somewhere within.

Qin Yu looked up to see a group of female cultivators. In contrast to their gentle and charming appearances, their actions were swift and fierce.

In particular, that female cultivator with a veil covering her face. She seemed to practice some sort of ice-attribute supernatural art. Any withered corpse that approached her was instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

Behind them were three men that were barely managing to support beneath the onslaught of withered corpses…mm? It was them!

Qin Yu’s eyes darkened.

Lei Fang seemed to sense something. He turned and welcomed Qin Yu’s gaze. His eyes widened and he immediately clenched his teeth.

The Demonic Path always covered up their errors. Although Lei Fang had a valuable status, he didn’t want to be remembered by the Demonic Path.

From the moment he attacked that day, Lei Fang didn’t plan to let Qin Yu continue living. However, because the decayed corpse had...