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

Inside the stronghold, as soon as Zhu Yuanzhi's radio headset was connected, the voices of the other ninth-level torchbearers poured in one after another, as if they had been waiting for a long time to finally receive the signal.

"How's Old Zhu? Is Old Wei back?"

"Did you bring that young man back?"

"And who is that guardian lord with that silvery-white streak?"

"Is it the garrison from the border? Have reinforcements arrived?"

"But silver-white, wow, that's a bit unusual."

"How so?"

"With Old Wei back, are we done with our mission?"

"That's it, we're safe now."

Several sentences fell in almost one after another, spoken at different speeds, but all waiting for confirmation.

As ninth-order torchbearers, they had just been suspended in mid-air in their respective areas of responsibility, and naturally they all saw the two streaks of light, one emerald green and the other silvery white.

Zhu Yuanzhi paused for a moment, glanced at Zhao Xuan beside him, and the two looked at each other, unsure how to respond.

Are you suggesting we say directly that the young man you're talking about is the owner of that silver-white stream of light, the guardian you're thinking of?

Moreover, Elder Wei wanted that young man to stay outside the stronghold with him and face the army of zombies attacking the stronghold.

After a brief pause, Zhu Yuanzhi sighed, "Fine, let's just get straight to the point."

He pressed the button on his headset: "First of all, Elder Wei has indeed returned, and that young genius has also been brought back."

"But you still need to stay in your respective areas of responsibility and wait for my next orders."

"Secondly, there is no support from the border."

At this point, Zhu Yuanzhi paused before continuing, "That young genius might be even more talented than you imagine."

"third..."

Zhu Yuanzhi also briefly recounted to them what had happened outside the stronghold.

The moment Zhu Yuanzhi finished speaking, the wireless headset fell silent.

A moment later, the sound of swallowing could be heard.

Then Su Jingyang, one of the five ninth-rank torchbearers within the stronghold, spoke first, his tone tinged with uncertainty:

"Old Zhu, you mean... that young man is already a higher-ranking guardian than us?"

Immediately following was the voice of Xu Xing, the ninth torchbearer:

"And he and Elder Wei have to face off against a horde of zombies that consists of at least five level 10 zombies, dozens of level 9 zombies, and countless level 7 and 8 zombie species?"

Chen Mu, the ninth-rank torchbearer, gasped in surprise, expressing his bewilderment:

"Hiss—Old Wei isn't the type to take such risks. What happened to that young man, oh no, that young garrison commander?"

At this point, Su Jingyang interjected, "Old Zhu and Old Zhao, why don't you try to persuade Old Wei and the others? This is too risky!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhi simply shook his head: "You all know Old Wei's temper. Do you think the two of us can persuade him?"

Upon hearing this, a similar sigh immediately came through the radio: "That's right, even if all five of us went together, it wouldn't make a difference."

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, outside the stronghold's walls, the dark fog continued to churn, flowing faster than before, as if something was pushing it from a distance.

Old Wei and Wu You were standing side by side under the city wall, watching the surging, ever-thickening dark fog and tide outside the stronghold.

"At this rate, the dark fog tide will be at its strongest in about seven or eight minutes."

"At that time, the dark fog will be at its thickest, visibility will be at its worst, and the strength of the corpse species will increase the most."

"Strategically speaking, the other side is very likely to choose that time to attack us."

"That was the most advantageous time for them."

As Old Wei looked at the rapidly flowing dark mist in front of him, he shared his experience with Wu You.

"There are also some things to note regarding the race type on the other side."

"The Lustful Corpse Species is an extremely special race among the Corpse Species. They possess abilities such as being able to absorb negative emotions to rapidly increase their strength, being able to parasitize other creatures, and turning other creatures into their own bodies."

"Yes, now that they've partnered with the Thousand-Faced Corpse Clan, they can also parasitize humans."

"You should know about this little worry."

Upon hearing this, Wu You nodded. He was naturally familiar with the first instance of two zombies working together to parasitize a human.

Mr. Wei continued, "Their existence is also one of the main reasons why the Investigation Bureau implements a secrecy policy towards ordinary people."

"Of course, their race is not without its problems."

"With the 'rationality spray' in place, as long as it's dealt with promptly, the impact can be kept within a certain range."

"At the same time, although their ability to absorb emotions to enhance their strength is extremely abnormal, it is also flawed."

"Firstly, their strength is extremely unstable. Within the same level, any ability user can easily defeat them. Some stronger users can even defeat those who are one level above them."

"Of course, this excludes ninth-tier lustful corpse species."

"The ninth rank is a threshold. The gap between the ninth rank and those below it is too great to make up for their lack of strength."

"Although they will still be easily defeated by those of the same level, they cannot be killed by those of a higher level."

"And this also relates to another of their flaws."

"That's the second point I'm going to make next."

"Secondly, the limit for ordinary lustful corpse species is the ninth rank."

"But royal corpses are not subject to this restriction."

"In other words, any Lustful Corpse Species that can break through to the tenth rank are all royal Corpse Species!"

"Not only that, but the tenth-tier Lustful Corpse Seed also does not have the first flaw."

"Their strength is no less than that of ordinary True Yang Realm ability users like us."

At this point, Old Wei turned to Wu You beside him and asked solemnly, "So, Xiao You, are you really ready?"

But at this moment, Wu You did not answer Elder Wei's question; the True Yang Wheel behind his head reappeared.

The slowly flowing halo, radiating a silvery-white light, made Wu You, with his white hair, appear like a young god, serene and aloof, giving people a sense of something unattainable.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the dark fog outside the stronghold.

Then he spoke: "They've arrived!"

Upon hearing this, Old Wei realized what was happening and acted swiftly.

A vibrant green True Yang Ring emanated from the back of his head, and then he looked in the same direction as Wu You.

With the blessing of the True Yang Ring, Elder Wei's gaze pierced through the surging fog.

Unfortunately, even with the True Yang Ring activated, all he could see was a thick, churning dark mist at the edge of his vision.

Old Wei immediately realized that there was only one reason for this situation:

That's the kid next to me; he can see much farther than I can!

He smiled and shook his head: He had inadvertently found another detail where Wu You was better than him.

But this is for the best.

The stronger Wu You is, the more at ease he feels.

. . . . . .

(I apologize for the instability in update schedule these past two days due to the relocation of my account.)

(I will try my best to add more chapters to make up for it.)

(Finally, moving was so tiring ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` ), I feel like I'm about to die.)