Fu Shinan and Ji Zan were unaware that at this moment, the sky had taken on an even more peculiar hue. Half of it was a fiery crimson, while the other half was as dark as ink. In the middle of these two colors, a massive whirlwind had formed, continuously extending towards the horizon.
As time passed, the blood-red hue gradually faded, and the tornado moved farther away, finally allowing the sun to set.
But just before the last shroud of darkness blanketed the land, Ji Zan finally wearily opened his eyes. He had gambled on accepting the superhuman physique from the Zombie King, and it seemed like he had made the right bet. At least he hadn't died, even though his body had endured a powerful impact, causing him to black out for quite some time.
