Before this, the highest grade heretic they had seen was only Grade A. They had only heard of heretics above Grade S from legends.
However…
"Are you sure this detector really isn't broken?"
Grade SS heretic, now obediently letting a little girl grind his teeth with his mouth open?
This was more bizarre than a fantasy script.
When the flashy man heard the Northeastern man, Fan Geng's suspicion, he was immediately unhappy.
"The machine I'm overhauling has never been broken. You can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my skills!"
The Daoist priest took out a few yellow talismans and pasted them on himself. He looked at Yin Shian solemnly.
"Grade SS. This has to be at least a Wandering Corpse."
He had only seen flying zombies in the sect records, let alone wandering corpses. He had never seen one in his life. He had suddenly discovered a wandering zombie at his old age. The Daoist priest felt his heart tremble.
