One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

William turned his head stiffly.

All that could be seen was the area beneath the shattered stone platform.

An ultimate zombie king, over three meters tall, covered in red hair, and wielding two giant meteor hammers.

It is slowly crawling out from underground.

Those green eyes were fixed on William, who was closest to them.

William's eye twitched.

"Fuck..."

"Roar--!"

A non-human roar rolled out from the throat of the red-haired zombie king.

With this roar, a visible storm of blood and gore, mixed with the stench of corpses, swept through the entire side hall.

William didn't even have the energy to curse anymore.

His usually well-maintained handsome face turned a strange bluish-purple color after inhaling the poisonous miasma.

Although his muscles were still bulging, his movements were noticeably slower.

"call!"

The Corpse King swung the meteor hammer, which was as big as a water vat, and suddenly brought it down.

William crossed his arms and rested them above his head.

He activated the energy shield.

Boom!!!

The meteor hammer slammed solidly into the light shield.

The energy shield that could withstand even missiles was actually cracked open by the Corpse King's brute force and the corrosive effects of the poisonous miasma!

William was so struck by the terrifying force that his knees buckled.

"team leader!"

Hank and his friends, who were some distance away, wanted to rush over to help.

But they had inhaled even more toxic fumes, and now they could barely stand, forced to watch helplessly as William was unilaterally suppressed.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The Corpse King gave William no chance to breathe.

The meteor hammer in his other hand followed immediately, smashing wildly against the already crumbling shield like a hammer striking iron.

Behind the stone pillar.

A group of players from the Chinese team were squatting there in a row, peeking out with five heads, watching with great interest.

"Tsk tsk tsk, foreign technology is really tough. It's been smashed like this, but it can still withstand it."

Zhang Chulan had somehow acquired a handful of melon seeds, and he was cracking them open while commenting:

"But judging from his complexion, he's probably about to be poisoned. If those two more of those wild punches land, Captain America will be turned into an American meat pie."

Wang Ye squatted down beside him and couldn't help but remind him:

"Old Zhang, that's enough. Don't you understand the principle of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'? Once this golden retriever is killed, we'll be next."

This red-haired giant doesn't look like someone to be trifled with. My Qimen formation is being suppressed here, and it will be difficult to fight it properly.

I heard the analysis from the main players.

Zhang Chulan stood up and straightened his clothes.

He cleared his throat and swaggered out from behind the doorpost with an air of nonchalance.

"Brother William!!!"

Zhang Chulan raised his voice and let out a heartfelt call filled with "brotherly affection".

William was being hit so hard that he was seeing stars and bleeding from all seven orifices.

Hearing that familiar voice almost made me have a stroke on the spot.

That little bastard dares to show his face?!

"Zhang Chulan...you despicable...cough cough..."

William clung to the shield, roaring through gritted teeth.

"Clang—!"

A deafening roar interrupted William's cursing.

Everyone turned around abruptly.

Chapter 386 Flawless Body, Unexpected Change! Swept into the Dark River!

The two doors, which were originally open, suddenly closed without warning, as if some mechanism had been triggered!

Not a single ray of light could get in.

Zhang Chulan darted to the door and pried it open with all his might, gripping the crack with both hands.

"Hey! Ha!"

He strained until his face turned red, but the bronze door remained completely still.

"It's all over, it's welded shut!"

Zhang Chulan turned his head, shook his aching wrist, and looked at everyone with a pained expression:

"Now it's truly a case of closing the door to beat a dog."

Wang Ye frowned and walked to the base of the wall, touching the joints between the stone bricks.

His expression changed the moment his fingers touched it.

"Old Zhang, don't waste your energy. This door isn't locked by a mechanism; it's because the Dragon-Slaying Stone fell down."

Wang Ye dusted off his hands and pointed to the surrounding walls:

"The people who built this temple never intended for anyone who came in to return the way they came."

"Sizzle... hiss..."

Before Wang Ye could finish speaking, a series of strange noises suddenly came from the walls around the main hall.

"What's that noise?" Zhuge Qing snapped his folding fan shut and immediately became alert.

On the stone walls that were originally covered with strange reliefs, countless tiny holes opened up at the same time.

Followed by.

Thick plumes of purplish-black poisonous smoke, like pressure cooker releasing steam, spewed into the main hall!

The color of the poisonous smoke was exactly the same as the smoke that had just exploded out of the jade box, and it was extremely corrosive.

In just over ten seconds, the visibility in the entire hall began to drop sharply.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

On the other side, the three members of the American team, who had already been burned by the previous wave of poisonous gas, were now kneeling on the ground and coughing violently from the toxic smoke filling the air.

William was in even greater distress.

He not only had to resist the corrosive effects of the poisonous smoke, but also had to dodge the red-haired zombie king in front of him, who was over three meters tall and wielding a meteor hammer!

"Zhang Chulan! Are you all still standing there watching the show?!"

William performed a side roll, narrowly avoiding the hammer that was smashing the floor tiles.

While using his energy shield to withstand the corrosive effects of the poisonous gas, he cursed loudly at the door:

"If this poisonous gas fills the main hall, no one will survive! We need to think of a solution quickly!"

The situation is also somewhat dire for the Chinese team.

"Chi Lian!"

Zhuge Qing made a hand seal and unleashed a wall of fire, attempting to burn away the approaching poisonous smoke with high temperatures.

But the purplish-black mist was very strange; it was not afraid of fire, but instead acted like fuel, engulfing the wall of fire and becoming even thicker.

"No, something's been added to this smoke; ordinary magic can't suppress it!"

Zhuge Qing took two steps back, his brows furrowed.

Without wasting words, Zhang Lingyu immediately activated the Golden Light Mantra, attempting to envelop the group in its center.

"Sizzle..."

The toxic fumes emitted a piercing corrosive sound upon contact with the golden light.

Zhang Lingyu groaned, feeling his internal energy being rapidly depleted.

"Chu Lan, this poison is too potent; my golden light won't last much longer. We must find an exit as soon as possible!"

Just when these grown men were sweating profusely and at their wits' end...

Chen Duo, who had been standing in the middle, suddenly took a small step forward.

She stretched out her finger and curiously poked at the layer of purplish-black poisonous smoke that was corroding the Golden Light Mantra.

"Junior Uncle! You absolutely mustn't touch that thing!"

Zhang Chulan was startled and was about to reach out to pull her.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

That was the highly poisonous miasma that caused William and the others unbearable pain, and could even corrode Zhang Lingyu's Golden Light Mantra.

The moment it touched Chen Duo's fingertips.

It was as if it had encountered a natural enemy; the vicious purplish-black color visibly faded away!

It turned into a wisp of white vapor and dissipated into the air.