"Go!"
With a command.
Puff, puff, puff—
From within the Dead Corpse Army, groups of head-sized Dead Corpse Puppets started flapping their wings and took to the air.
They were all Demon Bees!
Covered in lethal poison!
Thousands of them!
They flew up.
Like a dark cloud, silently soaring over Boundary Mountain Peak.
Lei Zhenhai sensed something, his expression changed: "Be careful, flying demon beasts!"
But the warning came too late.
The disciples, fully focused on battling the Beast Tide, didn't notice at all.
One of them, a male disciple from Myriad Swords Sect, holding a rolling log.
Suddenly let out a tragic scream.
It was visible on his neck.
A huge, rotten Demon Bee, with its tail stinger fiercely plunged into his neck.
Despite being at the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment, he only managed a scream before his entire body turned black.
He then fell flatly.
The burning log in his hands also landed on him, quickly igniting his body.
