With the door halfway open, he could see the zombie's appearance.
God knows how long it had remained behind that door. The zombie's flesh was all dried up like whittled tree bark, and it was a dark greyish color. Thanks to the layer of white hair that covered its body, it had an even more frightening appearance.
It was not clothed. Even if it was wearing clothes back then, they likely would have been decomposed long ago by the dense death aura.
Even at first glance, Lin Jin knew just how dangerous and horrifying this zombie was, so there was no time for hesitation. He raised an arm and slapped Shu Xiaolou's ink stamp onto it.
Once the ink stamp adhered to the zombie's body, a bundle of ink immediately spread out.
Shu Xiaolou, who was waiting inside her painting realm sensed this and she acted immediately. With her slender fingers, she invoked a spell and the zombie was immediately sucked into a whirlpool started by the black ink.
