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On the other side, Situ Chengjun also broke free from the influence of the drumbeats. Although his mind was still a little stinging, he reacted very quickly and without any delay. He immediately drew the long sword from his waist, and true fire blazed all over his body. The fire spread along the long sword and turned into scorching blades of light. With a world-destroying momentum, he slashed fiercely at the zombie!

As he swung his longsword, a sharp gust of wind howled, and the blade's edge sliced ​​through the air, leaving trails of black light that hurtled straight toward the zombie's head. He knew that this zombie was intelligent and powerful, and only by fighting quickly and severely injuring it could he gain the upper hand.

The longsword, imbued with scorching true fire and sharp blade light, was about to strike the zombie's head when the zombie suddenly spun around, ignoring the blade light approaching its neck. With a flick of its arm, the dark red bone club, carrying immense force, aimed straight for Situ Chengjun's vital chest!

The two were already extremely close, and the zombie's attack was lightning fast. Situ Chengjun's pupils shrank, and he had no time to dodge. He never expected that this zombie would be so fearless, willing to take his full-force attack head-on, determined to fight him to the death and exchange injuries!

He knew perfectly well that his long sword would surely strike his opponent, but the opponent's bone club would also smash solidly into him—this was not a tactical maneuver, but the most primitive and brutal desperate fighting style, leaving neither side any way out.

Swish!

A piercing whistling sound rang out as Situ Chengjun's longsword, carrying layers of blade light, forcefully pierced through the eerie true fire surrounding the zombie, striking its left shoulder with deadly force. However, the expected scene of bones shattering and flesh being torn apart did not occur—the zombie was wearing a high-grade bronze armor hidden beneath its clothing, which perfectly blocked the fatal impact of the longsword and its blade light.

Even so, the immense power carried by the longsword still caused the zombie's legs to buckle abruptly, its knees almost hitting the ground, instantly reducing its height by more than half. At the same time, the bone club in the zombie's hand also swept through the air like a whirlwind, shattering the protective aura surrounding Situ Chengjun. However, due to its reduced height, the strike originally aimed at the chest ended up landing on his abdomen.

Just like Su Feiyang before him, Situ Chengjun felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the cracked rock wall before slowly sliding down. His aura instantly weakened.

The outcome was largely decided. Anyone with eyes could see that Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang were both inferior to this zombie in strength, especially in stamina and explosive power, where there was a significant gap. However, both were geniuses from ten thousand years ago, with extremely tenacious wills. Even after repeated setbacks, they never had the thought of giving up.

In mid-air, Su Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a thought, he immediately controlled the meteorite puppet to launch a fierce attack on the zombie. His actions were not out of kindness, nor to help Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang, but rather for another purpose—only by fighting three against one could he force out all of the zombie's trump cards and reliance, making it go all out without holding back in the slightest.

If Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang were seriously injured, escaped, or even died prematurely, a single meteorite puppet, even with considerable combat power, would find it difficult to completely kill the zombie, let alone successfully seize its storage ring. Su Mu was not in a hurry to take action himself; he wanted to see what trump cards these two True Martial Realm experts from ten thousand years ago were hiding.

He had to be on guard—if these two were to launch a sneak attack, given his current state, he might not be able to escape unscathed, and might even suffer serious injuries. Besides, Su Mu was unwilling to waste that mid-grade Earth-rank clone talisman at this moment. The power of this talisman was linked to his cultivation level; the higher his cultivation, the stronger the clone he could create. Using it now would be too wasteful.

At the bottom of the rift, the battle had reached a fever pitch. The Meteorite Golem, wielding the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword, moved with agility, unleashing a series of sharp sword beams at the zombie, each strike imbued with the power of lightning. The zombie, relying on its bronze armor, withstood the attacks while simultaneously wielding its bone club in fierce counterattacks. Its fighting style was simple and brutal, using its overwhelming strength to crush all its enemies.

However, the physical strength of the Meteorite Puppet was equally formidable. The two clashed head-on and ended in a draw. The top-grade Xuan-level Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword could not break through the copper armor on the zombie's body. The dark red bone club in the zombie's hand could only knock the Meteorite Puppet back a few steps when it hit it, without causing any damage.

Su Mu scanned the area with his divine sense and immediately understood: the bone club in the zombie's hand and the bronze armor on its body were both low-grade Earth-rank magic treasures, no wonder its defense and attack power were so formidable. Since the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword could not harm it in the slightest, Su Mu immediately changed his strategy, using his divine sense to control the Meteorite Puppet to throw the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword into the air.

The next second, the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword, suspended in mid-air, suddenly split into four identical Golden Thunder Swords. The four swords were arranged in a staggered pattern, faintly forming an array – the Four Directions Sword Prison Array controlled by Su Mu. All four swords belonged to Su Mu, and this Four Directions Sword Prison Array was naturally completely controlled by his divine sense, moving freely in and out of its array.

"A sword formation?"

Su Feiyang, who was meditating nearby, frowned slightly upon seeing this scene, secretly surprised. As a sword genius from ten thousand years ago, and a disciple of the Xichuan Sword Pavilion, his swordsmanship was unfathomable. He recognized at a glance that the formation covering the bottom of the crack was the Four Directions Sword Prison Formation.

This Four Directions Sword Prison Formation isn't particularly profound; it's a basic sword formation extremely common in the cultivation world. Its power depends entirely on the grade of the four swords that make up the formation. Su Feiyang quickly scanned the four Golden Thunder Swords and immediately made a judgment: "They're just four high-grade Xuan-rank swords. The Four Directions Sword Prison Formation composed of swords of this grade will ultimately have limited power."

That being said, he had to admit that while the sword formation wasn't enough to kill the zombies, it was effective in suppressing their movements and disrupting their rhythm, so it wasn't entirely useless. As a sword genius who had already entered the True Martial Realm ten thousand years ago, the sword light of the Four Directions Sword Prison Formation had almost no negative impact on him; although Situ Chengjun was slightly disturbed, it was not a big deal, and he could still launch attacks normally.

Under Su Mu's divine control, the Four Directions Sword Prison Formation condensed countless fine sword lights, like surging waves, continuously rushing towards the zombie, yet always avoiding Situ Chengjun and Su Feiyang. The bronze armor on the zombie's body was enough to easily withstand these sword light attacks, but the density of the sword lights slowed its movements somewhat, preventing it from counterattacking as nimbly as before.

Situ Chengjun caught his breath, exchanged a glance with Su Feiyang, and charged at the zombie again. The Meteorite Puppet followed closely behind, and the three of them joined forces to continue their attack on the fearless zombie. The zombie seemed tireless and fearless, swinging its bone club more and more fiercely, and the Yin energy around it grew stronger and stronger, its power showing no signs of diminishing.