Dai Meng and Ryan knew that if they didn't join forces, they were really just waiting for death.
The two no longer hesitated and shouted simultaneously, "Battle!"
As the fight between the sides was about to break out, the surrounding suddenly gusted with cold wind, wisps of black air floated from the corpses, with sounds of ghostly wails everywhere!
Dirt and sand flew, dark clouds obscured the sun!
"This is..." Rena's group looked at the sky, their expressions grave.
Yang Yu remained expressionless, showing no change in demeanor.
"Hahaha..." An old man's crazed laughter echoed across the sky, "So many corpses; I've never fought such an affluent battle, ha! You all go, leave this to me!"
Dai Meng and Ryan sighed deeply in relief and immediately took their men away.
Yang Yu and Rena did not order a chase since thousands of corpses had climbed up from the ground, blocking their path.
This powerful undead army roared and waved their claws, charging towards Yang Yu's group!
