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

"The aggregation is about to be completed?!"

"How could this happen so suddenly?!"

Hearing the hoarse voice, Wu You was startled.

The hoarse voice sighed, the sigh drawing out much longer than usual: "That's why I said they went all out."

"These kinds of rituals involving the world are inherently subject to stringent conditions."

"I don't know what method they used to accelerate the aggregation, even I didn't—"

The words abruptly stopped halfway through; the hoarse voice sensed something amiss, its tone shifting from thoughtful to alert, short and sharp:

"No, that's not right."

"The ritual wasn't sped up!"

At this point, the hoarse voice paused, as if considering a possibility. When it rang out again, its usual calm and deliberate tone was gone, replaced by a urgency and surprise that Wu You had never heard before:

"This is a method of skipping the process and going straight to the predetermined result!"

"It's 'fate'!!!"

"But how could He possibly...!!!"

"No, no... Could it be that He's coming for me...???"

"It's still not right... My path and His path don't overlap at all, it shouldn't be like this..."

The completely out-of-control voice in my mind was talking to itself, going over and over something. Some words were spoken vaguely, and some sentences were interrupted halfway through and then restarted.

Wu You did not try to interrupt Him, nor did he press Him for answers to the fragments he could not understand.

He simply listened quietly to those intermittent mutterings and then came to the most basic and crucial judgment: the outcome of the aggregation was already predetermined!

Regardless of what the God of Beasts is panicking about or whose interests he is clashing with, the convergence of the dark domains and deep dark domains in the three southeastern provinces that are being dragged along is inevitable.

In other words, the emergence of that super-large deep dark domain is now unstoppable!

The larger the area of ​​the deep dark domain, the deeper, denser, and thicker the erosion of the real world by the Corpse Realm. And the deeper the erosion, the stronger the corpse species that can pass through!

How many powerful corpse species can be accommodated to pass through the giant deep dark domain formed by the aggregation of all the dark domains and deep dark domains within the three southeastern provinces?

The term "god-level" that the God of Beasts had mentioned before came to Wu You's mind again.

So what level does it correspond to? Twelfth level? Thirteenth level? Or higher?

Thinking of this, Wu You couldn't help but ask a few more questions in his mind, but the God of Beasts seemed to be busy deducing something, muttering things that he couldn't understand, and couldn't help at the moment.

However, Wu You was not prepared to wait for Him any longer.

He was never someone who needed others to guide him; what he believed in and relied on was always the thought in his heart and the sword in his hand!

This has never changed from the very beginning until now.

Wu You stared intently at the outline of another stronghold that was slowly approaching in the distance. The shape of the city wall was becoming clearer and clearer, and the arrangement of the teleportation gates was already very distinct.

He stood on the city wall for several breaths, then turned his head and looked at Old Wei's face, which still held a trace of surprise, and said, "Old Wei, tell everyone to get ready."

"The real war is coming."

Before Wei Lao could fully recover from the judgment that "aggregation has weakened," Wu You's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.

He opened his mouth: "Xiao You, what's wrong—"

Before he could finish speaking, the dark fog that had been churning in front of the stronghold suddenly dissipated, and the fog on both sides receded to the left and right, revealing the scene that had been hidden behind the fog.

Where there should have been various danger zones, a magnificent building surrounded by huge, dark blue walls emerged from behind the fog. It was much thicker and taller than the stronghold they were in, and the walls were significantly thicker and taller. The stone bricks on the surface were covered with dense battle marks—scorch marks, scratches, dents caused by something hitting them, and repair marks that were gleaming.

Old Wei naturally recognized what it was!

At this moment, as the dark fog dissipated and the other stronghold drew closer, Wu You was able to see the specific situation of that other stronghold.

As the dark fog dissipated further and the distance between the two strongholds continued to close, Wu You was able to see the specific situation of the stronghold at that moment.

A huge black cloud hovered directly above the stronghold, constantly scattering grayish-white dust. The dust, like a thin layer of continuously falling snow, shrouded the entire stronghold in a gloomy atmosphere.

Beneath the dark clouds, countless corpses surged toward the city wall like a crimson tide—smaller corpses climbed up the wall, using their claws and teeth to find footholds in the cracks between the bricks; larger corpses rammed their bodies into the wall, each impact producing a dull thud, and after being bounced back by the city's protective ritual rails, they would take two steps back and then crash back up again.

All the portals on the city wall of that stronghold were completely closed. The surface of the wall was covered with dense white lines that stretched from the base to the top, intertwined like blood vessels. Each flash turned a group of small corpses that climbed onto the top of the wall into ashes and burned back the large corpses that crashed into the wall.

The three layers of psionic shields above the stronghold were all activated. The outermost layer was transparent with a light blue tinge, the middle layer was silver-white, and the innermost layer was a warm amber light. The three barriers completely blocked the gray-white dust emitted by the black cloud.

Wu You's gaze lingered on that dark cloud for a moment.

It's the Seven Evils and Six Sins Domain again.

He went over the name in his mind, and his brow twitched slightly.

Is this field something that can be replicated?

The leader-type zombie I encountered on the battlefield used it before, and now the same thing is at another stronghold.

But he didn't dwell on the issue too much.

The next moment, he turned to Elder Wei, his tone crisp and decisive: "Elder Wei, I'm going to support our comrades at other strongholds."

Since the Deep Dark Domain is being dragged along and the process of aggregation is irreversible, and there's only so much he can do, he might as well go to the front lines and kill more zombie species.

This can relieve the pressure on other outposts and also allow us to take advantage of this time to quickly gain experience points.

Old Wei had completely calmed down by now.

He glanced at the besieged stronghold in the distance, then at Wu You's face, his eyes showing no hesitation.

He nodded and casually opened a portal below. The light screen inside glowed steadily: "Be careful!"

Wu You nodded slightly, without offering any further pleasantries.

He turned and jumped off the edge of the city wall. The moment he passed through the teleportation portal, he transformed into a streak of silver-white light and sped toward the stronghold shrouded in dark clouds.

The wind brushed past his ears, the dark fog swirled around him, and the besieged stronghold in the distance drew closer, the white patterns on the city wall becoming clearer in his vision.

At the same time, a sword light was also taking shape in his hand.

At this moment, there is no need for further words; only killing is necessary!