Don’t Mess with that Turtle

With the attack, Su He immediately noticed something unusual about himself. In the battle state, the Gluttonous Eating Method operated even more swiftly, and the absorption speed of the soup liquid in his stomach increased rapidly.

Su He was overjoyed. Then he heard a Zombie’s Wail, and the North Underworld was torn apart.

The zombie roared as it rushed out, its body in tatters with blood and flesh, bones exposed everywhere. Unlike the jade bones of cultivators in the Stepping Sky Realm and above, the zombie’s bones appeared brownish-gray like old tree branches, resembling fossils.

Even with its skeleton exposed, the zombie paid no mind, for its heart had regenerated its flesh and blood.

"Found... you!" the zombie said with its teeth bared, emitting a chilling voice as it looked at Su He.

Su He gathered all his spirits, yet his face showed disdain, curling his lip in a smile: "What’s the use of finding me? I already told you, you’re dead! There’s no place for you in the future, history cannot be changed!"

The zombie reacted like a wild cat with its tail stepped on, bristling instantly: "I... am undead! History can be changed!"

Damn!

Su He jumped. He was just testing, and indeed, it was Yuan’s consciousness in this zombie!

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Only its mind appeared somewhat dim-witted.

The zombie roared and flashed forward, pouncing on Su He, its claws slashing in an X shape.

Su He’s eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced. His left arm materialized into an External Phase Turtle Mountain shield to block the zombie’s claws, while his right hand formed a fist to punch forward.