Of course, this was within Qiao Wan's range of preparations.
Without hesitation, she activated the wooden box again. This time, several peachwood nails popped out. The female Curse Forbidden Master grabbed them with a backhand and then without hesitation, thrust them into the wide-open mouth of the Flying Zombie.
In the nick of time, the toxic flame that was about to erupt was forcibly shoved back.
The Flying Zombie screamed in pain, not only because its throat was damaged by the restraining object, but the toxic flames it failed to spit out started backfiring inside, surging under its skin. Ominous green light streamed beneath the white fluff.
"Hey!"
Qiao Wan's actions did not stop; she continued seven more times, following the positions set by the talisman, driving the wooden nails into seven acupuncture points from the head to toe of the zombie.
