Qiao Mu was unaware of the sizable crisis looming upon her.
During this time, she had made a lap through the City Lord’s Estate with the rest of the party before following them to the main hall.
“It’s so strange.” Liang Qingqing scratched the back of her head as she thought aloud, “Why haven’t we seen anything after making such a big circle.”
“Could it be that we arrived too late? All the zombies have already fled Jiaozhong Fortification?”
“That can’t be possible!”
“If that is the case, then how should we account for the several thousand villagers? They would have long gotten torn into pieces and swallowed up.”
Mo Lian’s thoughtful gaze just so happened to meet Qiao Mu’s when he turned around.
The pair nodded at the same time, and Mo Lian turned to instruct everyone, “Search around. There may be a secret tunnel.”
That Liu Yuan had mentioned that the city lord and his madam had fought to the death to stall time for the citizens to flee.
Yet not a single zombie was to be seen inside this City Lord’s Estate.
If not a secret tunnel, how else were they to explain this eerie situation?
Everyone automatically split up, knocking here and hitting there to look for a secret tunnel.
After searching the main hall, they continued inside and made a circle inside the City Lord’s Estate. At last, they gathered next to a well in the rear court.
Someone had used several boulders to stop up the mouth of the well.
Everyone exchanged glances as they made several guesses in their minds.
“The mouth of this well may be narrow, but it is not impossible for these level-five zombies, some of which can rival human great mystic cultivators, to push away these boulders.
“Unless there aren’t any zombies inside this well at all.” Duan Yue frowned as he kicked the boulder. “We’ll find out when we get it open.”
Several mystic cultivators stepped up to help Duan Yue push away the boulders at the mouth of the well, revealing a dark hole.
“Be careful.” Qiao Mu shot a zombie about to leap out from the mouth of the well in the chest with her crow-gold arrow.
That thing then crashed to the ground before rapidly floundering about, with both its contorted arms propping it up against the ground. It arched its half-missing neck and then rolled its long tongue outside its mouth.
It was so freaking disgusting.
A female mystic cultivator swiftly followed up with a mystic energy strike to that zombie’s head. In the end, it got blasted several meters away before smashing into a corner.
Everyone turned their gazes aside in distaste after getting repulsed.
However, just as everyone was about to descend the well, that zombie that had originally been flung motionlessly to a corner abruptly turned around and started squirming. It kept floundering its broken body, attempting to pounce on the people in the crowd.
“Why hasn’t it died?” The female mystic cultivator shouted in wrath and horror.
She had clearly hit its head with her mystic energy just now. From past experience, this zombie should already be deader than a doornail.
Yet there was nothing wrong with it, and it could even slip and slide on the ground.
“Allow me!” A mystic cultivator wielding a great broad axe beheaded that disgusting zombie with a clang at once.
A green and sticky fluid spurted out from the head, making them feel awfully queasy.
Although everyone turned around, Qiao Mu coldly inspected that decaying head that had been lopped off.
Her eyes glimmered as she saw a piece of crystal the size of a rice grain separate from the brain fluid.
“What is that.”
Duan Yue walked up and picked up that rice grain before turning to look at Qiao Mu.
“It’s a core.”
