You Won't Have the Chance to Be Angry

The thirty-plus third-tier heavy sword-wielding undead stared at Ye Li, eager to hear his next words.

Ye Li smiled faintly and, after a few seconds, calmly replied, "Is the Abyssal Gorge really that frightening?"

"Hahaha!!!"

All the thirty-plus heavy sword-wielding undead burst into laughter as if they had heard the funniest joke ever.

"Is it that amusing?" Ye Li's face, as beautiful as jade, showed a hint of curiosity.

"Human, although we don't know how you can control these zombies, do you really think you can intrude into our Abyssal Gorge with just a few zombies like this?"

"Exactly, it's laughable that you're still clueless even at death's door."

"Human, do you know the level of our heavy sword-wielding undead clan's leader? I think telling you is enough to scare you to death!"

In the eyes of these heavy sword-wielding undead, Ye Li was as good as dead, and they were just having some fun with him before he met his end.