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The Earth Crack Formation had its limitations; it wasn't very powerful but it did trigger chaos.
Then, with the Corpse King and the Iron Corpse as his escorts, Lu Chengyun fought his way out of the Corpse Mine. Find more chapters on empire
Groups of Walking Corpses, recklessly fearless of death, formed a Corpse Tide to cover the retreat of Lu Chengyun.
Yang Jishan, leading his Taoist Soldiers and cultivators from various factions, pursued them relentlessly.
The battle moved from below the Corpse Mine to above the Corpse Mountain.
Across the mountains and fields, cultivators and zombies engaged in a fight to the death.
Many zombies, having lost control, became Walking Corpses, wandering throughout the mountains…
The battle continued for an entire day, until at last Lu Chengyun fled to a desolate and gloomy mountaintop a hundred miles away from South Yue City.
The mountaintop was desolate and vast, devoid of human life.
All that could be seen were rugged rocks and withered black grasses.
Yang Jishan flipped through the Map and found the name of this place marked upon it:
Graveyard Mountain.
His expression instantly turned grave.
Other cultivators also had a sense of foreboding.
This place was obviously not a good omen.
Yang Jishan's gaze became sharp.
Whether they could capture Lu Chengyun, slaughter the Corpse King, and exterminate the hordes of corpses all depended on this single battle.
He ordered, "Proceed with caution, into the mountain!"
The Taoist Soldiers divided into teams and marched toward Graveyard Mountain.
But as soon as they entered the mountainous area, the ground pulsed, rocks shook, and zombies began crawling out from the earth.
These zombies, more ancient, bore stronger Corpse Poison.
Among them were several Iron Corpses as well.
Yang Jishan's face was as still as water.
More?
Just how many years had this Lu Chengyun been refining corpses, and how many had he made?
Could it be that Graveyard Mountain, like the Corpse Mine, was another of his Corpse Refinement facilities?
Yang Jishan frowned deeply.
The Taoist Soldiers had been chasing for a long time and were growing weary. Just as they were about to catch up with Lu Chengyun, new zombies emerged.
It seemed never-ending…
Lu Chengyun's scheming was indeed profound.
Yang Jishan had no choice but to station the group outside Graveyard Mountain to keep a constant watch on the movements inside, to prevent his escape.
The group discussed what to do next.
"The problem now is, how many zombies are there exactly inside Graveyard Mountain?"
One middle-aged cultivator sighed.
"If there are too many, we will undoubtedly be no match for them."
"Not knowing their number, we will surely fall into an ambush…"
"We don't have enough hands…"
Yang Jishan furrowed his brow, his expression stern.
They had already lost many soldiers in battle.
Most of the remaining cultivators were injured, and some had to use Serum Pills to suppress the Corpse Poison, rendering them incapable of fighting.
The strength that remained was now less than one-third of its original.
And it was still unknown how many zombies Lu Chengyun had at his disposal.
If Lu Chengyun was only feigning defeat to lure them into a deep chase for an ambush, they would surely suffer a significant loss.
But Graveyard Mountain was lonely and eerie, with a toxic miasma permeating the air.
How could they find out exactly how many zombies were inside?
After some thought, Mo Hua said, "Capture a Walking Corpse, then capture an Iron Corpse."
Yang Jishan looked slightly startled.
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Mo Hua continued, "Let me take a look at the Formation Patterns on their bodies, and I can estimate roughly how many Zombies Lu Chengyun still controls."