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

As the silvery-white streak of light pierced the dark mist, its trail left a clean arc against the hazy sky.

The enormous face in the center of the massive black cloud, identical to the previous one, turned slightly. Its two smoky eyes fell upon the approaching streak of light, and its lips parted to reveal a blurry but discernible curve:

"Heh heh heh, there are still people rushing here to die!" "What a fool!"

Before its laughter had fully dissipated, it was met with a jet-black crescent-shaped sword aura that filled its entire field of vision.

"A mere rule-based attack."

"And dare to challenge the boundaries—"

Before it could finish speaking, the pitch-black sword energy drew an almost imperceptible arc in the air, and with a "pop," it passed through the boundary of the domain filled with gray-white dust without any hindrance, like a needle piercing through a thin veil, without even a tug.

Then the jet-black crescent precisely swept past the sludge-like body hidden in a corner deep within the black cloud, and emerged from the back of the black cloud with undiminished momentum, incidentally cleaving the enormous black cloud that spanned thousands of meters into two clearly defined and uniformly sized halves.

Its cross-section was perfectly flat, and the two halves of the black cloud drifted slowly to the left and right, with wisps of smoke rising from the edges.

The zombie species controlling the domain wasn't even fully aware of what was happening.

The moment its body was cut open, it looked down at its body that was beginning to decompose—starting from the cut, the mud-like body curled and crumbled from the edges inward like burning paper.

Its eyes, swirling with sticky mud, were filled with incomprehension:

Wasn't that just a sword aura at the level of rules?

Why is its domain like paper in front of that sword energy?

Also, it was clearly well hidden in the dark clouds, so how did the other party manage to pinpoint its location from such a distance?

These questions, along with their original form, transformed into wisps of black smoke, drifting away and then completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

Then the black cloud that had split in two began to disintegrate rapidly, and the grayish-white dust stopped falling, like a snowfall that had been suddenly cut off.

In the distance, Wu You, who was still moving at high speed, felt the feedback from the sword strike. His movements did not stop, but he nodded slightly in his heart.

After advancing to the eleventh rank, with the blessing of the Heart of Clarity, he could see through the opponent's true form in the black clouds at a glance without even opening his domain.

Now that we know its location, the rest is simple.

As for that Seven Evils and Six Scoundrels Domain?

Beneath a fully-enhanced sword aura of the Pivot, a domain that was clearly not in its complete state.

Sorry, he thought it was a speed bump.

Oh, no, it's a speed bump that doesn't even have a slowing effect.

And what's more, that fully healed zombie didn't run away when it saw him? It even looked in his direction and laughed?

Wu You could only say that this result was not unexpected.

As for the experience points that had been delivered to his door, Wu You felt it would be impolite not to accept them.

. . .

Meanwhile, atop the city walls of a deep, clandestine stronghold in Dongjiang Province.

A middle-aged man with three sword-shaped golden bars on his shoulders was reporting the situation to a man in a black trench coat with graying temples but bright eyes that seemed to burn with two flames.

He spoke very quickly, and with a sense of urgency:

"Lord Garrison Commander, the zombie attacks outside the stronghold are extremely fierce, and the defensive rituals are consuming a lot of resources."

"In addition, in order to deal with the domain of the Corpse Species, the Triple Psionic Shield has been kept in full-on mode."

"Current energy reserves are only around 25% remaining!"

"At this rate, I'm afraid we can only hold on for another half hour at most!"

The torchbearer, known as the guardian, frowned slightly after hearing the report, and was just about to say something when he said, "Then let's—"

He had barely begun to speak when he suddenly froze.

He looked up at the dark crescent-shaped energy fluctuation that swept past the edge of his vision in front of the stronghold. The crescent flew from the dark mist in the distance and then silently disappeared into the huge black cloud above the stronghold.

The entire process took less than a breath.

then.

The dark cloud split open from the middle, cleanly and neatly cut in two.

The falling gray-white dust stopped as the black clouds disintegrated. The corpses that had been frantically climbing the city walls seemed to have their violent aura suddenly weaken, and their bodies shrank back to their original size, as if they had been unplugged at the same time.

The garrison commander's eyes suddenly lit up, and the vertical line between his furrowed brows turned into a relaxed arc. How could he not know: their reinforcements had arrived!

Although we don't know where the support came from, it was definitely from their side!

At this moment, the torchbearers of the three golden poles who were reporting also looked up, following the gaze of the garrison commander.

Staring at the black cloud that had split in two and was steadily dissipating, he was stunned: "What happened?"

"Why were you just now—"

A decisive voice from the guard beside him interrupted him: "Don't just stand there!"

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Then came a series of instructions.

"Retain a layer of psionic shield, deactivate the city-protecting ritual, and then open the portal!"

"Leave the city!"

"Counterattack!"

. . .

Meanwhile, Wu You, who had already arrived at the battlefield, discovered that where the corpse creature had disappeared in the black clouds, a wisp of dark golden light was still darting around.

Looking at the dark golden light in front of him that was exactly the same as before, Wu You couldn't help but think: Could it be that this dark golden light is the source of the Seven Evils and Six Evils Domain?

Then, after receiving it into the spirit dimension through a bestowal ritual, there was no pause for even a second.

Huhu——

Huhu——

The Pivot Sword in his hand flipped downwards, and several silver-white tornadoes simultaneously formed in the horde of corpses outside the stronghold, spinning and engulfing and crushing the surrounding low-level corpses.

Wu You's true form also kept flashing in the horde of corpses. Each time he appeared, a group of corpses dissipated, leaving the place clean and tidy where the sword light landed.

The experience points on the Sword Manual panel also began to jump continuously.

Experience points +2000

Experience points +4000

Experience points +2000

. . .

In just about two minutes, the stronghold's defensive ritual had just been completely closed and the teleportation gate on the city wall had just opened.

Wu You had already cleared out most of the large horde of zombies all by himself.

The remaining corpses were like small puddles left on the beach after the tide receded, scattered here and there, not amounting to anything significant.

Wu You stopped and glanced around, then shook his head with some regret: "The low-level zombies must have died too many during the attack on the stronghold just now, that's all that's left."

At that moment, the guardian of this place had just stepped out of the teleportation portal when he froze again.

His gaze swept over the open area outside the stronghold, which had once been densely packed with zombies—now so empty that one could see the edge of the dark fog in the distance.

What happened to those zombies? Were they all cleared out so quickly?

But then he thought of the power of that dark sword energy just now, and this efficiency seemed quite normal.

At this moment, Wu You also stopped what he was doing and nodded to the old man with four sword-shaped golden bars on his shoulder at the front of the stronghold.

The old man also noticed the white-haired, black-clad figure in the distance and nodded in response.

But as he nodded, he was utterly confused:

"Was it him who did it?"

"But who is this esteemed person?"

"I don't remember this at all?"