The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Meanwhile, inside the Jiuli stronghold.

A torchbearer with a square face, wearing three sword-shaped gold shoulder insignia, stood in mid-air above the stronghold, issuing orders methodically.

It was Zhu Yuanzhi, the temporary person in charge of the stronghold appointed by Elder Wei, and a torchbearer of the ninth-order Void Realm.

Below Zhu Yuanzhi, torchbearers wearing one or two sword-shaped gold shoulder badges were taking their positions in their assigned areas as instructed.

Some people were running quickly towards a section of the city wall, some were checking the ritual nodes inside the stronghold, and some were standing on the city wall, their eyes constantly fixed on the increasingly thick dark fog outside the city wall.

At this moment, another torchbearer wearing three sword-shaped gold shoulder badges stepped through the air and landed next to Zhu Yuanzhi.

Before his clothes had even fully fallen, his voice had already arrived: "Old Zhu, the arrangements for each area are basically in place."

Zhu Yuanzhi, with his square face, simply nodded without speaking, still gazing at the churning dark fog outside the city wall, his eyes fixed on something far away, as if waiting for something to emerge from the fog first.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the torchbearer asked again, "Old Zhu."

"So when are we going to seal off the teleportation portal on the city wall?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhi turned to look at him, his expression unchanged: "No rush."

Upon hearing this, the torchbearer wearing three sword-shaped gold shoulder badges opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak. He simply nodded, then stepped into the air and returned to the area he was responsible for.

After that, the other three ninth-rank torchbearers in the stronghold came over one after another and asked the same question. Zhu Yuanzhi's answer was always the same: "No rush."

After the last person left, Zhu Yuanzhi once again turned his gaze to the thick fog outside the stronghold.

"Visibility is only a few hundred meters..."

"At the speed of a tenth-tier corpse species, the reaction time is less than three seconds..."

He paused for a moment, as if he were making some calculations.

Finally, he whispered, "Just ten more minutes..."

Meanwhile, at a rendezvous point on a section of the city wall within the stronghold.

A burly man wearing two sword-shaped gold epaulets was grabbing a young man wearing only one sword-shaped gold epaulet, his tone urgent but not chaotic: "Think back carefully, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

The young man nodded: "Although I could only vaguely see a figure."

"But judging from his build and long white hair, he should be the chief."

"After all, there's no other person with long white hair in our base."

Upon hearing this, Hu Lie's rugged brows furrowed deeply: "What is Xiao You doing out at this time..."

Then, Hu Lie subconsciously raised the mobile terminal in his left hand, wanting to send a message to ask a question, but as he opened the screen, he quickly realized that it was the moment when the Dark Fog Tide erupted, and the mobile terminal had no signal!

Then, as if he had thought of something, he lowered his hand, looked at the torchbearer above his head wearing three sword-shaped golden epaulets, and stepped directly into the air.

In mid-air, the torchbearer wearing three sword-shaped gold shoulder insignia noticed Hu Lie approaching him. He clearly recognized him and asked directly, "What's wrong, Lao Hu?"

Hu Lie came to his side and said with a serious expression, "Old Zhao, I need to go out for a bit now."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuan naturally understood what Hu Lie meant by "going out for a trip." He immediately frowned and said, "No, the stronghold can only be entered, not left."

"Nobody knows when the army of zombies will arrive."

"It's too dangerous for you to go out now."

Upon hearing this, Hu Lie became somewhat anxious: "No, the chief of this year's preliminary training is still out there. I have to go out and bring him back."

As he spoke, fearing the other person might not understand the importance of this matter, he added, "Old Zhao, this year's chief is different! He..."

But before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xuan interrupted him, saying, "He's a genius chief candidate who's not even twenty years old, an eighth-level expert, and was allowed to pass the preliminary selection assessment by Elder Wei after only two days, right?"

Hearing the other person's words, Hu Lie was also stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded: "Yes, you know him too?"

Zhao Xuan simply shook his head: "If it's him, then you don't need to worry."

Hu Lie was somewhat confused: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Xuan turned his gaze to the thick fog outside the city wall, paused, and said, "Elder Wei has already gone out to look for him."

Hu Lie paused for a moment, then lowered his voice slightly: "Old Wei has already gone to look for him...?"

. . . . . .

On the other side, Wu You was stunned for a moment after hearing what Elder Wei said. He did not expect Elder Wei to think so carefully, and it felt like he was making the plan with him at the center.

He shook his head: "It won't have any effect."

Upon hearing this, Old Wei nodded and said, "That's good."

Then Old Wei paused and looked at Wu You: "The number of zombie species coming this time is definitely not small, and it should be of great benefit to your special ability."

"But if we want to maximize these profits, is there anything else we need to be aware of?"

Instead of testing the limitations of Wu You's special abilities with questions, Old Wei returned the initiative to Wu You.

After a moment's thought, Wu You said, "Elder Wei, you just need to back me up and let me handle things. There's nothing else I need to be careful about."

Upon hearing this, Elder Wei understood Wu You's meaning, but considering that there were multiple Tier 10 Corpse Species on the other side, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you alone?"

Wu You looked up and met Old Wei's gaze, his eyes showing no hesitation: "Yes, just leave it to me."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Seeing Wu You's serious expression, Old Wei finally nodded: "Alright!"

"I know that since Xiaoyou dared to say that, she must have her own confidence."

He raised his hand and gently patted Wu You's shoulder, the movement was very light.

"But I still have to say—"

"Never be reckless."

You are not alone.

"We are all behind you."

Feeling the warmth from Old Wei's palm seep through his clothes onto his shoulder, and hearing the undisguised concern in Old Wei's words, Wu You's heart softened.

He pursed his lips and nodded, saying, "I understand, Elder Wei."

Seeing that Wu You had truly taken his words to heart, Elder Wei withdrew his hand and turned to look in the direction of the stronghold: "So, shall we head back to the stronghold now?"

Since the ultimate destination of the corpses is definitely the stronghold, it makes no difference to Wu You. It's just a matter of sooner or later, and it's also safer.

Wu You didn't hesitate any longer, just hummed in agreement, and said nothing more.

The two then exchanged a glance and set off almost simultaneously.

next moment.

Two streaks of light, one emerald green and one silvery white, tore a brief gap in the thick fog, like two arrows shooting against the tide, piercing straight toward the stronghold.

Behind them, the thick fog closed up again the moment they left, as if nothing had ever happened.

Only the numerous gullies and cracks on the ground indicated that a considerable battle had just taken place here.