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"Ah..." The Handsome Young Man who experienced this situation had a face full of terror. Holding the sword in his hand, he frantically slashed at the white-furred hand. However, apart from a shower of sparks, he inflicted no damage on that hand at all.
Looking at the Zombie that emerged from the black hole, covered in white fur, everyone gasped. Although they had speculated when they first saw the hand, seeing it right in front of them was still hard for them to accept.
The White-Haired Zombie was a presence that even the Warrior Strongman found troublesome; it was definitely not something they could handle. Not to mention defeating it, they were afraid they couldn't even inflict a wound. Only weapons of artifact level could cause some minor damage to its body.
"Ah... help me, I don't want to die!" When the Handsome Young Man saw the White-Haired Zombie, he completely lost his reason and struggled desperately while calling for help, but no one dared to step forward. Although there were many martial artists here, not a single one was a Warrior Strongman. It was clearly a death sentence; who would be willing to do that?
Watching the struggling prey in its hand, the White-Haired Zombie raised its hand and lifted him up. It directly aimed to bite into his neck, leaving only splattering blood and the Handsome Young Man's screams, along with the changed expressions of the surrounding martial artists.
At that moment, many people had extinguished their ambitions for the Yin Soul Fruit, only wanting to escape for their lives. They did not want to lose their lives over something so trivial, like the previous fellow.
Suddenly, while sucking blood, the White-Haired Zombie threw its head back and let out a different kind of roar, leaving many people confused. They did not understand what special meaning it held.
However, they quickly realized what the previous call meant. In just a few dozen breaths of time, they heard roars from Zombies coming from the surroundings; clearly, many Zombies had arrived.
"Damn it, he was summoning other Zombies. This is bad; we need to retreat quickly. Otherwise, we won't be able to leave," Wu Zhi Dao exclaimed with a pale face, no longer relaxed as before.
"Ah, there are two Black-Haired Zombies over there; it seems like there are more behind them." Someone with sharp eyes spotted them through the gray mist from afar.
"How is that possible? Another White-Haired Zombie has come this way!" Someone cried out in despair. As many turned to look, that White-Haired Zombie had already approached nearby, excitedly gazing at everyone in front of it.
Seeing six additional Green-Furred Zombies, five Black-Haired Zombies, and one more White-Haired Zombie, everyone's faces changed; some even revealed hints of despair.
"Quickly escape! There are only thirteen Zombies now, and at least half of the people have a chance to survive. If we wait any longer and more Zombies come, there won't even be a chance to escape," Wu Zhi Dao shouted.
"You're right, let's hurry and get out of here!" Those who quickly assessed the situation reacted as well. The familiar faces gathered together and immediately broke through in the chosen direction.
As these martial artists moved, they immediately attracted the attention of the Zombies, who quickly surrounded them. Except for the White-Haired Zombie, the other eleven Zombies quickly selected their targets and began to attack.
Ren Pingsheng was also entangled by a Black-Haired Zombie. However, he behaved quite normally, continuously dodging and occasionally attacking without much success. Most of his focus was on the two individuals not far away, the only two Refined Qi Full Circle Martial Artists.
Perhaps confident in themselves, they chose not to flee but instead confronted the White-Haired Zombie, clearly still aiming for the Yin Soul Fruit.
They did not give up, and neither did Ren Pingsheng. He was confident in his Movement Technique; if he could really obtain a Yin Soul Fruit, he believed escaping would be no problem.
"Looks like he has his eyes on the Yin Soul Fruit too. I knew it!" Wu Zhi Dao, who was also entangled by a Black-Haired Zombie not far away, occasionally glanced over at the two. Ren Pingsheng chuckled softly; although he didn't know what their reliance was, he would have to be cautious when they made their move.
The two Perfected Qi Refinement martial artists were one slender and one dark-skinned. They attacked the White-Haired Zombie together; although they didn't inflict much damage, their combined efforts managed to withstand the White-Haired Zombie's attacks, albeit with some difficulty.
Soon, three figures approached within ten feet of the Yin Hun Fruit Tree. The two Perfected Qi Refinement martial artists suddenly exerted their strength simultaneously with fierce attacks that caused the White-Haired Zombie to stagger back a step. Seizing this opportunity, they leaped towards the Yin Soul Fruit on the tree.
Seeing their movements, the White-Haired Zombie let out an angry roar and chased after them without any delay. Its long-nailed hands came down mercilessly.
"Hmph, you pick the Yin Soul Fruit, and I'll help block it for you; we can split it later," suggested the slender martial artist without warning.
"Okay, deal," replied the dark-skinned martial artist, momentarily taken aback before agreeing.
"Slash!" With a loud shout, he unleashed his sword's power to collide with the White-Haired Zombie's hand. The White-Haired Zombie halted momentarily. The slender martial artist also retreated three steps before stabilizing himself and immediately launched another attack with his sword, showing no signs of diminishing momentum.
He was clearly no match for the White-Haired Zombie, being forced to retreat continuously, his clothes in tatters and his expression awkward.
Meanwhile, a dark-skinned warrior took this opportunity to directly pluck a Yin Soul Fruit. However, just as he was joyfully preparing to grab a second one, a hand covered in white hair suddenly appeared beside him. This caught him off guard, and his expression changed drastically.
Indeed, the White-Haired Zombie, which had been sucking blood under the Yin Soul Tree, reacted. Its speed was so fast that the dark-skinned warrior could only barely block with his arm before being struck in the chest, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
"Ah!" He let out a scream and fell to the ground. Although he quickly got back up, it was clear he had sustained serious injuries. There was a shocking wound on his chest, blood gushing out. His right arm, which held the sword, hung limply; it seemed his bone had completely shattered.
This sudden change left several people who had been watching this scene stunned, including Ren Pingsheng, who did not expect such a situation. The dark-skinned warrior of Perfected Qi Refinement had lost more than half of his strength and could no longer wield his sword.
Many who were capable of self-preservation began to entertain different thoughts. They were confident they could handle someone whose strength had been so severely diminished.
The dark-skinned warrior also realized this point. After hesitating for a moment, he threw the Yin Soul Fruit in his hand to a nearby frail figure and left directly.
His Movement Technique was swift; in the blink of an eye, he broke free from the Zombie's encirclement. In just a few flashes, he disappeared into the distance.
The few who had their eyes on him were momentarily stunned. It wasn't until they heard the furious roar of the White-Haired Zombie that they came back to their senses.
"This person is really decisive; he might turn out to be quite a character in the future," Ren Pingsheng remarked with some admiration upon seeing the other's actions. He wondered if he could have discarded those external possessions without hesitation in such a situation.
"Haha, the Yin Soul Fruit is mine now!" The frail warrior exclaimed excitedly as he looked at the Yin Soul Fruit in his hand. However, when he saw the enraged White-Haired Zombie charging towards him, his face turned pale and he forgot all about his earlier joy.
He leaped away to escape; having already obtained the Yin Soul Fruit, he didn't plan to linger any longer. But the White-Haired Zombie he was battling was not about to let him go and launched fierce attacks that made it difficult for him to escape.
"Damn it, you monster, get away from me!" he shouted angrily, panic evident in his voice. If he were surrounded by two White-Haired Zombies, there would be no doubt that he would die.
"This is a good opportunity; if I don't act now, I fear there won't be another chance." Ren Pingsheng saw the two White-Haired Zombies, both drawn to the frail-looking warrior, who was about five or six zhang away from the Yin Hun Fruit Tree. If he didn't act soon, once he was surrounded and killed, or managed to escape, the White-Haired Zombies would likely turn their attention to them.
With this thought in mind, Ren Pingsheng thrust his sword through the Heart of the Black-Haired Zombie that had been entangled with him. Then, activating his Movement Technique, he flickered twice and arrived next to the Yin Hun Fruit Tree.
At the same moment, another person appeared. It was Wu Zhi Dao from Yunxing Sect, who had chatted with him earlier. Ren Pingsheng was not particularly surprised, but Wu Zhi Dao seemed somewhat taken aback by Ren Pingsheng's presence.
"One for each of us; let's split them directly," Ren Pingsheng said softly. Without waiting for agreement, he leaped toward one of the Yin Soul Fruits.
"Alright!" Wu Zhi Dao agreed without hesitation and reached for the other Yin Soul Fruit. Two others who also coveted the Yin Soul Fruits were slower to react and could only watch as the two of them secured one fruit each before breaking away in different directions.
"Damn it, chase them!" The two pursuers followed suit. They were among the few Refining Qi Level Eleven experts present, so they felt no fear toward those below Refining Qi Tenth Layer.
"Roar..." The frail-looking White-Haired Zombie was furious upon seeing this situation. With a portion of its intelligence awakened, it didn't understand what use these fruits had but had long considered this fruit tree its own possession. Now that it had been stolen from it, it could not accept this loss.
Watching as the two figures vanished into the distance, the White-Haired Zombie unleashed its anger on the remaining warriors who were still entangled with other Zombies and had not yet escaped.
In just a few breaths' time, the remaining five or six warriors fell one after another. The surrounding Black-Haired Zombies and Green-Furred Zombies were exceptionally excited, eagerly pouncing on the lifeless bodies.
As for the frail-looking warrior, he was being pursued by another White-Haired Zombie and disappeared into the distance. It was uncertain whether he could escape with his life.
In the blink of an eye, nearly thirty warriors who had come here for the Elixir either died or fled. All that remained were the excited roars of the Zombies who had obtained their prey, echoing in the wind.
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