335 Reanimation (2/2)

”The living dead?”

”A reanimation!”

The giant tree frowned. He snorted, then with a twist, crushed the skull of the corpse he had captured. The beheaded body fell to the ground. It was still crawling on the ground after losing its head…

Wang Baole's scalp began to prickle. The others around him were equally alarmed and horrified. Shouts began to travel from afar. The sounds of something digging their way through the earth came from beneath them on the ground and around them in the walls.

Alarm and terror surged inside everyone as heads started popping out from the four walls, from the ground, and even from above them in the ceiling.

There were sounds of racing footsteps and howling coming from the end of the tunnel. The soil was glowing a blood red, and with that light, the rescue party saw, in their shock, three figures stepping out from the end of the tunnel!

They were all corpses, but there was little sign of decomposition on their bodies. Their clothes remained mostly intact, and an alarming energy force exploded from their bodies when they appeared.

When the rescue team, including the giant tree, Chen Feng, and Wang Baole, saw the clothes the three people were wearing, their eyes immediately widened in shock!

The clothes were vastly different from common Federation fashion. They were clearly from a much older era. Wang Baole had seen corpses of the ancient green-bronze sword in the Spirit Breath Village before. He immediately recognized what these corpses in front of them were wearing… they weren't humans from earth, they were beings… from the ancient green-bronze sword!

These corpses had clearly fallen onto Mars alongside the fragmented pieces when the ancient green-bronze sword pierced the sun. It was unknown why they had become the zombies they were now!

This was the same for the heads that had popped out from the walls, the ground, and from the tunnel ahead of them. As soon as they appeared, they began to howl and struggle their way out of the soil. They charged towards the rescue party as soon as they freed themselves.

The three corpses at the end of the tunnel, brimming with violence, did the same and charged at the giant tree, Chen Feng, and company.

There was chaos in the tunnel. The sounds of explosions and howling resounded in the air. The giant tree, Chen Feng, and the other Core Formation realm cultivators were busy fighting off the hordes. They had been holding their ground before a dozen or so corpses with equally alarming murderous air charged towards the cultivators from the end of the tunnel.

A little giant that stood thirty-odd meters tall, holding a gigantic pole made from bone, marched towards them, booming every step of the way.

There were too many of them. The party fought back frantically, but they knew this wasn't sustainable. The giant tree and Chen Feng soon charged out. As they fought their way out, they yelled at the rest behind them.

”Scatter! Get out of here if you can. Those who can't, try your best to stay alive! Chen Feng, follow me. I'm going to fight my way in. I want to know what this place is hiding!”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

The giant tree had a fearsome expression on his face. He had reigned supreme on the moon and was a lord in his own right. Most monsters in the Sea of Beasts would pale in comparison against his violent and brutal nature. As rage overtook his mind, he surged forward, leaving behind an afterimage of a giant tree in his wake. He charged deeper into the tunnel.

The Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, including Wang Baole, watched as the giant tree, Chen Feng, and the Core Formation realm cultivators fought their way deeper into the tunnel. They started to spread out and find a way out. Some wormed into the cracks in the walls.

Even though the corpses had come from the walls and the earth around them, the cracks in the walls were narrow and allowed the cultivators to defend themselves via a narrow crack. If they were lucky, they might even find a way out through the crack.

Wang Baole, with a cold and merciless look on his face, wielded his Dharmic Armament and slashed two corpses into halves with a single sweep of his blade. He observed the growing number of corpses around him and realized that most in his group had split up. He gritted his teeth and swept his blade across in a single slash. Then, he turned, snaked into a crack, and dashed deeper in.

The donkey had remained on its toes during the entire chaotic battle. It hadn't been able to help itself and had taken a few bites of the rotten flesh. It had then spat the meat out with a grimace. When Wang Baole had gone into a crack in the wall, it followed swiftly and raced towards it as well.