*WHOOSH...*
Jiang Chen had stored all the other zombies in his Spirit Beast Bag. Only the Golden-haired Zombie King remained, flying through the air with Jiang Chen perched leisurely on its shoulder.
Murong Xiangming was at his side, walking on air.
The two of them left the white-fogged region, which had vanished after they claimed the Yin-Yang Coffin.
After all, the fog had been created by the Yin-Yang Coffin.
"Help me...!"
Suddenly, their attention was caught by a series of cries for help.
"Someone's crying for help. Let's go take a look," Murong Xiangming said, pointing ahead.
Jiang Chen nodded his agreement. In a place like this, anyone crying for help was most likely a Martial Cultivator.
Many Martial Cultivators were trapped in the Lin Family Ancestral Tomb with no way out. Although Jiang Chen really didn't want to get involved, he still decided to help get everyone out of here.
Soon, the two of them arrived at a flat clearing.
