They were all warriors who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They knew very well that there was no retreat on the battlefield. Once they retreated, they would die even faster.
As for Li Xiang, he didn't care about these common Undead warriors at all. His gaze was fixed on the strange human-shaped bronze coffin. Wherever he went, the Undead spirits were killed in a row.
It was almost unstoppable as he charged toward the human-shaped bronze coffin.
To him, this distance was only a step away.
The eight huge mummies were guarding the bronze coffin. When they saw Li Xiang appear in front of them, their black eyes flickered with cold killing intent.
Their duty was to protect the High Priest. Anyone who dared to offend the High Priest was their enemy. The only thing they had to do was send the other party to hell.
"Kill!"
