Seeing the zombies retreating, Tang Ye stopped the activation of his high-level will and walked to the edge of the bridge. Once the unfamiliar will in this area was crushed, the tide of corpses below lost its direction, the zombies on his side were spinning around like a flock of headless flies.
"What on earth is that?"
Tang Ye was puzzled by the other force of will, or brain waves, in the air. Considering the successive outbreaks of zombie riots in the Three Cities in the Northeast Direction, this will could potentially be the cause of the uprising.
Tang Ye looked towards the northwest, among the faintly towering buildings in the distance, he spotted a shimmering light. It was a river, far away from him.
Tang Ye had no intention of going over to have a look. Who would link the source to a river when they know nothing about it?
