164 Forbidden Grounds of Luoyang (1/2)

There was a place outside Luoyang City that was known as forbidden grounds in the players' hearts.

It was a mass grave…

The place was disorderly and humid. It was a grave that was incredibly ghastly, and will-o'-the-wisps could be seen floating in the area around it.

There were zombies wandering about regardless of whether it was night or day. They were dressed in black government official robes and wore a round hat on their heads. Their arms were held straight, and their terrifying faces were savage but dull. They were not agile.

Their knees would bend before they leapt, and they would jump several feet into the distance. When they landed, a small pit would appear. They looked like clumsy but powerful martial artists when they moved.

The headquarters of Corpse Sect, which shared an equal status with Heaven's Secret Valley, which was the strongest sect among the sects that sided with justice, lay there. Corpse Sect was the strongest evil and deviant sect that practiced puppetry. They relied on capturing the corpses of various powerful martial artists to create zombies that would not lose to the puppets from Heaven's Secret Valley in terms of battle power.

Their zombies had long since made their names known in the world of martial artists!

Corpse Sect used their secret techniques to maintain them in good condition. All zombies retained their muscles and bones from when they were alive! There were also some fighting instincts left in their bodies. They could use some of the skills they had practiced before.

More terrifying was the fact that there was some brass polish on the skin of the corpses. After they were dipped in it, the sturdiness of their physical bodies could even rival masterpieces, and it was difficult for normal weapons to harm them.

The zombies themselves also had abilities that rivaled the abilities of martial artists in Mystical Realm. As of then, no player or guild would dare to get close to the mass grave. However, that did not mean that there had not been plenty of players who had rashly entered the mass grave since World of Martial Arts had been launched. All of them had been hunted down by the zombies and had their corpses buried in the mass grave.

That was how the mass grave gained its fearsome name.

However, on that day, a person came to visit the mass grave as a guest.

He had dashing eyebrows and fluttering blue robes. With a few agile jumps, he treated all the ghastly tombs that filled his vision as if they were nothing. Not a speck of dust touched his feet when he entered the depths of the mass grave, causing the few people who followed behind him from the distance to look at each other at a loss. They nearly bit through their own tongues because of their shock!

One of them was stunned speechless.

”What should we do?”

”Darn it, he knows that we're behind him!”

”Cut the bull crap, if he really wanted to shake us off, wouldn't it be better if he just turned around and killed us? Do you actually think that the zombies in the mass grave are easier to deal with than us?”

The people gathered together and discussed the matter.

”Then what should we do now?”

”There's nothing we can do. We definitely can't enter the mass grave. Guard this place. I'll send a letter and tell the sect master. We'll let him decide.” One of the people sighed and quickly wrote a letter before he had a messenger pigeon take it away.

The other people looked at the tombs that protruded from the ground and were enveloped in a thick miasma. They could see a few black figures moving about in the fog, and they could not help the crawling sensation on their skin.

Perhaps there was no sane human who would do something as crazy as facing a group of Mystical Realm zombies. After seeing someone actually do it, the pursuers quickly formed a conclusion about the young blue-robed man.

”That guy's mad.”

In truth, even if they had accepted the task, they did not know about their target's identity. They only knew that they were to follow him and observe where he went and what he did.

Soon, the messenger pigeon returned.

The person who received the letter turned his head around slowly.

”Boss said that we can leave now.”

”Urk, doesn't that mean that we just worked for nothing?”

”What else do you want to do?”

Even though the people said that, in truth, they still held a little bit of anticipation in their hearts.