If this continues for another ten days or even half a month, the entire zombie tide will be quelled by Luis alone!
The thought made Sun Fu feel an overwhelming sense of absurdity.
The zombie horde, which had made all of Cangzhou seem to face an unbeatable enemy, was being wiped out by a mere foundation-building cultivator?
Sun Fu felt as if he were holding his breath, unable to exhale—a sensation that made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Withdraw!!" someone commanded.
After the order was given, the zombies' assault suddenly slowed. All the zombies retreated on command; none dared to continue fighting.
This was the true horror of the zombie tide: the monk army simply could not defy the orders of their controller.
"Call!" Luis shouted as he watched the receding black tide. He breathed a sigh of relief.